I need to try some of that for sure! I have horrible dry, cracked heels. I want soft, comfy feet.

That's exactly what his looked like and he complained of his hands hurting constantly before he bought this stuff. It didn't take hardly any time at all for that to clear up. I was surprised. It's good stuff!

For the dry hands thing, my husband bought him some of this at like, Walmart or Target (I can't remember where): http://okeeffescompany.com/working-hands Now his hands are way soft. His fingers were so dry they split and this stuff has just about completely healed them up in almost no time at all.

The cricket thing is true. I ate at a fancy Mexican restaurant in New Mexico once that served an app that consisted of like smokey flavored, crisp little crickets in handmade corn tortillas with salsa. They were actually really awesome, if you didn't think about the whole eatin a bug thing.

When I was a kid and we were visiting my grandparents in south Texas, my grandpa was in charge of getting the Sunday barbacoa for breakfast tacos. Since I LOVE barbacoa, I heartily tucked in only to run into a very odd texture that suddenly popped up. I picked it out and was horrified to find a partially chewed…

I thoroughly disagree. Encouraging discourse this way is always good. There has been so much false information about vaccines spread around that I see no problems with Io9's attempts to educate. Education should serve to make people examine their choices and the ramifications of them. There have been so freaking many…

I'm curious as to which documentaries Netflix suggested - was it on streaming or dvds and which ones did you watch? I'm in the mood for some serial killer documentaries!

That is true. Or clothing, in some cases. The kitten and unicorn t-shirts with the neon leggings she bought for me when I was 8 and the several pairs of culottes (I looked like a mini version of my grandma in these) and countless other "trust me, you'll look adorable!" disasters later also come to mind.

Ah, my mom talked me into those frosted highlights in my dark hair when I was 14. People at school kept asking me if I was prematurely graying. :(

They are a good gift! I do hand knit socks or hats or scarves for most of my gifts. None of my family/friends have reacted with anything else but excitement for those kinds of gifts.

I got some of these in my Christmas stocking awhile back and it took me a couple of years to figure out what the heck they were for. They're super handy to have now that I know what to do with them.

Very, very true. I can't think of any job I've ever held in which a good sashay into the office was warranted. That's a shame. A caped dress would fix that for sure.

If I could find a non-ridiculous way to incorporate capes into every outfit I wear everyday, I totally would. I love this entire collection.

Aaaaah I love DIY and crafty shit. Those pictures hit me right in the "want to go to there." LEGO WALL. I need that in my life.

I wish we could ask and really dig into their reasoning why without them getting angry at us. Some of our anti-vaxxers still use the "because autism" excuse the others don't/won't give us a reason other than "we just don't believe in them." I do live in a really small, rural community so it's probably not church based…

That's what I figured. Two of my workmates are LDS and both say they couldn't think of any time the church said anything about being anti-vaccines. I get tired of arguing with people though so we just hand out the forms, give them the spiel on why vaccines are so important, let them get mad at us for trying to educate…

You know what I find odd is that the community I live in is predominantly Mormon and a fair amount of them come into my office (I work in a county Public Health department) requesting vaccine exemption forms on religious grounds. But the issue with that is that we also often get the 18-19 year olds fixing to go on…

The maple snow candy captivated me so much when I was a little kid. When we lived in Indiana for a bit and it snowed, I took my happy ass right outside, filled a little pie plate with snow and poured a bunch of that horrible Karo pancake syrup (because my young brain equated the maple they used in the book to that…

I know! Little dude looked so pleased with himself while doing it, too. I love that kid but that's gross, man.

I certainly don't mind a little ranch on a salad once in awhile, but at a family dinner I recently witnessed my sister in law allowing my 2 1/2 year old nephew (a super finicky eater anyway) to pour half a bottle of the stuff onto his plate and I watched him lick that shit up. He literally just licked it right off the…