We were all standing on our roofs - when we weren’t staring aghast at the pool, wondering how to get a foot of ash out it. The mother in law lives off Yosemite and was watering her roof for hours. Scary stuff, but also something that happened regularly. :(

Former Simi Valleyite here. Lived there for 1971 to 2004!

Why are contraceptives so god damn important to them? Fuck’s sake, I’ve been married almost 30 years with four kids. I’m 47. Another pregnancy could kill me. Let me guess, they want to outlaw sterilization, too? Because it’s GOD’S WILL that I have another kid I don’t want, can’t afford, am too old to deal with…

Is it...is it bad I want to see the rest of the exchange? If only to put into perspective some truly upsetting email correspondence between me and my own dad recently?

“No one ever came to me and told me stories I considered authentic enough to follow up on, therefore I have my concerns about this. If they’d proven their stories beyond a reasonable doubt to me, then I would believe it.” /eyeroll

The problem is, we all suffer along with them.

Back in late 2014, when MisterDisco had been out of a job for 18 months and money was almost gone, he got a job offer for the DC area. Which was great, except we lived in north Idaho. So we scraped up the money, begged/borrowed from family, and got all ready to go...when a job offer came in from Seattle. There was…

Oh hey, guise, now Trump says that NBC’s license should be challenged because they wrote an article he didn’t like (about him, natch). Watch the world burn, because there’s apparently nothing that can be done to stop him. (I’m hoping it’s just a grumpy “can’t poo” morning tweet because it’s cloudy with bursts of…

Were I somehow to get pregnant despite assiduously taking birth control pills (continuously, I might add), the four c-sections I’ve had could contribute to my uterus literally rupturing at the seams, as it were.

I can tell you as an unforgivably old (46), unfuckable mom of 4, it doesn’t matter what I’m wearing, how little or much makeup, how good or shitty my hair is. I’m just a life support system for a cunt* to some of these men, and they’re gonna let me know whether or not their boner approves. I’m not some 22 year old…

You’re in the grays. So am I. It happens. No big conspiracy here. And I comment regularly, and I’m a woman.

I would like to add to your gratuitous positive vibes. Let’s make it an avalanche of gratuitous positive vibes.

I teach my daughters to not put up with that shit under any circumstances. Middle and high school is where assholes get bold, and sometimes you have to get loud and in their face to get them to back off. And unwanted physical touch (tits, ass, crotch grabbing, shit like that) has full permission from me to sock the…

And then there’s the dudes who totally get off on your discomfiture and up the ante every chance they get. Unfortunately, many of them aren’t just socially awkward or unaware. They’re well of how uncomfortable they’re making the other person, and that’s what they get off on.

If you were able to shut him down then, essentially, nothing happened.

“You know what you call a woman harassed at work who didn’t report it? EMPLOYED.”

How about having a VP pretending to jerk off with his umbrella in your direction, and then telling you that you have no sense of humor when you make a disgusted face?

Gosh, just change your tone from your accusatory, whiny, shrill meanness and gentle it down so they can at least be able to comprehend what you’re saying! Women, you just can’t reason with them when they’re being all hysterical and shit.

For fuck’s sake, is there no subject that men take and make it be all about them? Nothing?

There is literally nothing else he could have done. The door might not have held under a sustained, crazy-angry-man assault. Driving very slowly to the police station (although they didn’t make it there) was about the best outcome they could have had.