This weekend an unvaccinated six year old boy was the first person to die of diptheria in 28 years in Spain. His parents rejected getting him vaccinated and now he’s dead. A vaccinated child is much better then a dead one.

Pretty sure this is what happened to me that time I ate at Applebee's.

I hate being pregnant. First I had hyperemesis and was in and out of the hospital for months, and then once I could eat again, the nausea remained and with it came heartburn and constipation and all kinds of things they never tell you until you’re actually pregnant and then they’re like “oh yeah, that happens.”

Am i horrible because the first thing I thought of when i read this story was the episode of Friends where Ross tried to wear leather pants?

Many moved on to live happy, healthy and productive lives

Your stationer will laugh you out of the artisanal parchment emporium over your spelling of stationery first, tho.

I almost spit out this rhubarb phosphate that I got from the local apothecary on my polished tortoise shell monitor. If my pocket sundial is right I can get there in time for the show and still be able to pick up my bison hide saddle bag from the tannery!

Dunno about around the back, but I can touch my belly button from the front. Boop. #notaclone #probablyamammal

Another litmus test on who to delete from various social media.

“Chandler: Because we love kids. Love them to death. Well, not actually to death. That’s just a figure of speech. We love kids the appropriate amount... as allowed by law.”

Jeez, my heart nearly broke watching her cry at the end. I’m glad her girlfriends were there for her.

I loved Off the Map. I feel like I’m alone in this. It had so much potential and I’m still sad it was cancelled after a single season :( Mercy was also a great medical show cancelled after season 1. And Grey’s should have been cancelled years ago. Where is the justice in the world?

Oh, and in this week of Rachel Dolezal, I should probably just say up front, for those of you who are meeting me for the first time, I’m a feminist gay man, who gets so much love, support and encouragement from Jezebel, that I’ve quit all those catty gay websites and just hang out here.

Everyone who has given me encouragement and moral support over this crazy journey of just picking up and completely uprooting my life at age 38: THANK YOU! I think it has all finally come together!

1997, my mom a private pilot, my brother and I flew to a family reunion, from Seattle to Helena MT. We get there to find the entire family reunion had be relocated to a remote cabin. With no way to get there we hung out at my uncles house, and by out I mean outside in the yard until the family reunion returned the…

Thanks. The more details I offer, the more tragic it sounds, which is just ridiculous. (As in, he died the day after my parents’ wedding anniversary, the funeral was the day before my birthday, and I had to go to all my classes during the first week of school with a note asking to excuse my absence later that week so…

ooh! Ooh! My mom’s family is from S. Florida, so “family vacation” always meant “visit Gramma and Grampa in Ft. Lauderdale. Cool. It has a beach! My grandparents live like, on the damn beach so my brother and I would jump out of the car, throw on a swim suit and run head long into the water on a semi public-ish beach…

I’m not sure how much of an outright disaster this is, but it was pretty funny, so I figured I’d share.

Me neither. All the @s and RTs. I don't know who's talking when or to whom or why.

The fact that I just mumbled “nigga please” to that photo in front of my white step-child indicates that I concur. He is the WOOOORSSST.