See, now what is interesting to me is that while typical instructions on how to locate the G-spot instruct you to stroke the 'front' of the vaginal canal, one can see from that diagram that such an action would make no contact with the clitoris, inside, outside, or upside down. Assuming those instructions are true,…

When I found out about the "internal clitoris," I bubbled over with delight and the need to share with everybody. With hand gestures.

Yeah, as soon as I saw her hop up to sit, I wondered why they didn't have normal chairs for them and their guests. I'm a weirdo who likes swinging her legs on bar stools, but I would not want to have to make that hop-jump up on national television.

My brother has the same attitude towards me as a lot of fathers have towards their daughters, regarding boys. He is fiercely protective, and when I jokingly asked him if he'd rather I were a lesbian, he said, "Yes." His reason has always been, with a frown, "I know how teenage boys think. Because I was one." So it's…

Captain America was astounding. It made me bubble up with patriotism! ...And I'm a Canadian.

I love doing tech, and cast parties are a great opportunity for tech and cast to mingle. In my experience, it doesn't always happen otherwise. The two groups can be rather insular.

How have I never thought to point out Paul in these discussions? That is brilliant and bang on. Kudos!

"Oooh, on the other hand, I can totally see him, disguised as a mechanic, smirking as he wipes his grease-smudged face with a shop rag.."

I didn't have any happy-loopy medicine like this when I got my wisdom teeth out. If I was entertaining, no one told me. I had something for the anxiety, though, which I thought was Lortab, but I could be wrong.

You're not alone. It weirds me out, too, especially in text (excepting official correspondence). I don't know what it is.

Flats are obviously the answer if you can't wear heels. Offbeat Bride did an awesome round-up of equally awesome options this very day! [offbeatbride.com]

Yes and yes. My logic exactly. Especially the first point.

Neither my first nor last name is particularly rare, but I had never met anyone who shared both halves (or, to be honest, many with my surname) until I was checking in for a conference. At the exact same moment, the woman beside me checked in with the very same name. The coincidence was made even better by the fact we…

It's even funnier when you look at the side of a package of American Smarties and it says, "Made in Canada." =P

Smarties are chocolate in Canada and the UK, and possibly in other locations. They're like M&Ms. What the US calls Smarties, Canada calls Rockets. :)

Agreed. It was a magical day when I returned home on summer break and found out that Canada now keeps Mini Eggs available all year round. :D

Ghostbusters?

"And now I want to create Huge Group Of Girls as a possible hive monster."

I'm personally amused by his use of the Royal We in "...but we're going to do it as president."

Ah, the thighs. When I was in my teens, my mother told me of how proud of herself she was the day she could see daylight between her legs. So to me, your thighs not touching became a mark of normalcy, and that it was something that happened when you were a 'normal' weight. I desperately wanted it, and not just because…