kentuckienne
kentuckienne
kentuckienne

Ah, okay, because having 7 and 5? Would be awkward yet awesome.

Wait, Taye Diggs was born with two extra fingers? Two on one hand, or one extra on each hand?

Don't forget the Secret Cabinet at the National Archaeological Museum in Naples — it houses a lot of naughty ancient statuary and paintings. When I visited in 2001, you had to have a guide; ours was a young woman who hesitantly explained that a statue of Pan having sex with a goat was "okay, because you see? They

You're assuming they've always been poor — food stamp applications have gone up along with the unemployment rate. It's entirely possible that someone was once doing well enough to afford an iPhone with all the trimmings, but has since been forced to apply for welfare/WIC.

Both my parents' and my dad's second marriage ended in divorce — one civil, one very much not. That left me extremely leery of that sort of commitment — so much so that I told my then-boyfriend that I equated marriage with "unhappiness and death." We'll have been married for three years in April. Seriously, there's

I love that all their hems are approximately the same distance from the ground, despite the difference in their heights!

This is so helpful — I'd been thinking Tebowing was some sort of homage to Tim Tebow (as opposed to the sarcastic/ironic slant it receives here), and quietly despairing at yet another sign that America is sliding towards a theocracy. Also, I love this idea!

Urgh, I'm sorry. I don't recall a thing from the surgery, just that moment of "Hey, I'm sliding — WHY ARE YOU TYING ME TO THE CHAIR?!" Then being inexplicably happy as we left the doctor's office. Anesthesia tends to hit me hard — after another, non-dental procedure, I called my mother four or five times from the

This was always my Mom's contention — that wisdom-tooth removal was a scam perpetuated by oral surgeons. I still had mine out, though. It gave me two ghastly memories — sliding down in the exam chair as the anesthesia kicked in and the assistant TYING MY ARMS TO THE CHAIR with gauze, and then the dentist ambushing

I went to my mother's 20th high school reunion with her when I was nine. Her favorite part by far was when the girl that tormented her for much of her high school career showed up blitzed on cocaine, and when the sweet nerdy boy showed up as a buff 20-year Navy veteran and successful entrepreneur. I can only hope

All right, I'm not a Miley Cyrus fan by any means, but she picks good causes.

Dogs need to be exposed to a variety of people, other dogs and situations at a relatively young age — that's how they learn to cope with new and unfamiliar environments. That's why animal shelters are always looking for people to come and just spend time with their dogs — it makes them more adoptable.

I knew an Eowyn at summer camp! At the time I felt sorry for her, since I figured she never got any personalized keychains at museum gift shops.

I was a DARE representative in high school (yes, that big of a nerd) and one of my fellow reps ("Bob") had fathered a child with his girlfriend. During one of our presentations to a local elementary school, one of the kids raised his hand and asked a question about high schoolers having sex and having kids, and

There's also a lovely project (in Canada?) where parents of babies bring their children in every week, letting the students observe his or her graduate development. In that case, it's more of an empathy/sympathy-building exercise — a way of reinforcing everyone's common humanity, I think. A different purpose, but

For what it's worth, I once met a elderly former high-level FBI employee who swore quite earnestly that Hoover wasn't gay.

I attend a knitting group with an OB/GYN. After hearing various harrowing stories of childbirth, I suggested that the most effective sex education might be having a new mother visit classrooms and describe what labor is really like — tearing, episiotomies, vomiting, pooping, bloody eye vessels and all. She agreed,

And if he had sexy tense confrontations with Erik, even better! I still hope Beehl steps off a cliff somewhere, though.

Christopher Meloni as a vampire? Yes please. Please please please.