Hee hee, Bolt!

If only it were built into the dash, though. I would constantly be smacking things into it, as it’s sticking out like that.

You might want to inflate the tires a bit before you drive it off the lot.

You’re right! All the interior needs is a few snazzy throw pillows!

Someday a young whippersnapper at MIT will re-invent buttons, and we’ll get them back on our cell phones. It’ll be the best re-invention ever!

I think that working women (of whatever ethnicity) give up sooner. They don’t have the time or money to persist in trying to find a diagnosis for something that doesn’t have a quick and easy blood test.

No, I don’t think it would help you. You will go on to become another unhelpful doctor who gets a steady paycheck in spite of not actually diagnosing and treating your patients’ problems. And you will go home from work each day with new stories of all the fat, lazy patients who complain of pains that you can’t palpate…

Does your med school offer classes in empathy?

I came here because of the teeth. Didn’t read the headline, didn’t recognize the face. I just needed reassurance about the teeth.

Chow mixed with a herding breed like collie or sheltie, maybe a little golden retriever (but we don’t talk about that).

Which just proves, as L.M. Montgomery would say, how young you still are.

I am that way, because in gymnastics, younger is better. So anytime I saw a girl younger than me do something I couldn’t do, it was a bitter pill to swallow.

Oh, but it does! A couple of examples: yesterday I had to prune a shrub in front of my deck. I couldn’t reach the top of it, so I “mounted” the railing in a front support position and balanced on my hipbones while my arms reached out with the pruners.

Yup, the vomit/sour milk flavor may have been unintentional at first, but now it’s part of the recipe. From Wikipedia:

Does anyone have that gif of the tiny puppy leaning into the food bowl until his hind legs pop up into the air? Because that’s basically what happened with this kid’s press-handstand. When all your body weight is above your rib cage, it’s not hard to do!

Her coaches probably say that each time a kid falls so they’ll have something to do other than start crying.

It’s probably not the first time she’s been asked that question. She’s had plenty of practice.

Ooh, I would have been very angry that a kid was allowed into that class alongside adults who were trying to not feel self-conscious. Kids stare. And judge. And ask awkward questions loudly. Grrr.

Ooh, if your name begins with a C and you used to come to lessons with your grandmother, let me know.... I had a darling little gymnast for a few years who could keep up with her classmates in everything except cartwheels. I’ve always wondered what happened to her after I left the gym.

Right? It’s like they took the language of their press release from a pharmaceutical lab.