Yeah there’s a couple of similar fat-shamey jokes in the greys that I hope no one likes or responds too. Such base humor puts a damper on our witty repartee about canes!

My dad collects canes and his prize possession is an actual, functioning sword cane.

The idea of a mink coat for a dog is like a reverse Cruella DeVille situation. And this isn’t some weirdness lost in the pages of history books. They still sell mink coats for dogs, however it appears modern dogs are too socially conscious to model them.

TBH, I’d probably need a cane to walk in heels of that height even without an injury.

Walking a red carpet with just a cane is dullsville. Add a top hat and monocle, then you’re worthy of a news cycle.

This week the school board that I work for voted unanimously (parents, teachers and commissioners) for a policy that allows trans students to access services for whichever gender they identify with. Sucks that other places have things so ass backwards.

I’m still waiting for those capsules that become a meal when you add water as promised to us on The Jetsons. Get on that San Francisco tech nerds, cooking is a pain in the ass.

I’m so sorry for your loss.

That vest person bears a striking resemblance to teenage Liz Lemon.

Always go big or go home Blue Ivy.

I’ve never actually heard it spoken aloud. In my head it’s “poo-th”, but “puh-th” is no better, it’s like someone with a lisp saying pus.

Does the name “Puth” bother anyone else? It’s like the moist of last names.

I should have specified the Catholic Church in England, where the prohibition of dissection was fairly rigidly enforced until the mid 16th century. Continental Europe was indeed more loosey goosey where dissection was concerned.

There was a good piece on Salon this week about how we’re great at keeping very ill newborns alive too, even if it means they suffer and have a negative prognosis. So, for a certain segment of the population, medical progress is A-OK as long a the patient is suffering.

I’m actually bilingual and have always said “la”, however I looked it up and you’re correct. The more you know... (please don’t reply that the saying is actually “more you know”).

La plus ça change...for hundreds of years medical research was stalled because the Catholic Church forbade the dissection of dead bodies. Unfortunately narrow-minded idiots LOVE stopping progress.

But why would regular people want to make their photos public? That’s what I find so vexing.

Now Pinterest I understand. I just hate it so, so much.

It has finally happened. I’m too old to understand Instagram and Snapchat. I’ve read about how they work and do not get it : (

Although I have nothing to add to Kara’s insights, just wanted to say if anyone hasn’t seen “What Happened, Miss Simone” yet, it’s fucking fabulous. The biopic is really unnecessary when such a fine documentary exists.