This one of my all-time favorite famous pictures.

People remotely versed with reality mostly get this. When pols say crap like what Labrador did, I always wonder if they’re that out of touch or if they think we’re too ignorant to know they’re full of shit.

I had my first one as part of my IBS diagnosis procedure and was greatly relieved that it wasn’t bad at all.

Idaho hates its residents getting “handouts.” That’s why 55% of babies are born to families on WIC.*

Frankie’s starting to get on my nerves. She makes Grace look sane.

As a teenager, my stepmother was convinced I was going to do everything I saw on TV/movies and lectured me endlessly. It was hugely patronizing.

Don’t be like me and follow these or any other instructions on avocado safety. I didn’t and ended up with three stitches in the palm of my hand. Right in the lifeline, which can’t be good.

When I was in high school, one of my best friends sat on a counter behind me and put her feet on the back of the chair I was sitting in. I asked her to not do that, she refused and our friendship never fully recovered.

Hmm. I’m now forced to wonder which I hate more, people up in my space or people who don’t know how to stand on line properly. Probably the former, but the latter sure pisses me off a lot.

BRB moving to Romania.

I’ve had to cancel after missing the cancellation window twice and both times they waived any fees. It’s in your interest to call.

I feel about this the way I feel about being required to put Title 9 statements in my syllabi: this is not my fucking job. I’ll try to be a decent person and do what I can when I think it’s needed for someone’s safety. But IT’S NOT MY FUCKING JOB and I resent it being made my job.