Being deaf is a disability. Disabled people have a much higher rate of being abused, particularly by 'caretakers', and a very low rate of being rescued or saved from abuse, especially if the abuse is by 'caretakers'.

Disabled people are at above average risk of being murdered by family members/loved ones. You know, to put them out of their misery. Mercy killing. So it's very relevant. (Though this may not be a "mercy killing".)

I was at Fred Meyer one Saturday afternoon, on a holiday weekend, so the place was mobbed - and for some reason management had put this poor brand-new employee on the register. The woman in front of me decides to pay for her groceries with a check, which of course she doesn't even start pulling out of her purse until…

That sucks about the possible Crohn's disease link, but I'm actually (relatively) happy to see the rise in autoimmune diseases mentioned here, and the fact that so many sufferers (I think 70%, last I checked) are women. I have an autoimmune disease and know many, many people who are young or youngish like me (early…

Reminds me of a Ron Swanson quote from just a few weeks ago: "Say what you will about organized religion; those bastards know how to construct an edifice."

"One was for a restaurant in Santa Fe I never patronized. I'd heard it was fabulous, but then read that they banned patrons who wear perfume. Perfume has been and will always be one of my splurges and I don't leave home without a little Guerlain, Cartier or Molyneux. I called them to ask if the perfume ban could…

So at this place, everything tastes like ham?

We'll go together! I have a similar issue and need to keep my sodium up too. I have to keep reminding my husband about it because in his house growing up sodium was the devil.

Could Your Food Have Calories? The Answer May Surprise You....

I deeply apologize for besmirching the good name of fucking, waffles, and fucking waffles.

Off topic, kinda. I used to work in a lab drawing blood. It was summer and the AC wasn't working properly. We were all slightly crabby and drenched in sweat. One day this fellow comes in and as I'm wrapping the elastic band around his are, I comment on his name—Robert E. Lee. He must have assumed my accent made me a…

Timely. I've just written snarky replies to two well-over-my-age-limit men who figured they should be the ones to let me know that after reading my profile they're sure I'll never find a man. And my reply was "that's fine - I'd rather be alone than settle for some entitled old guy who'll talk down to me at the same…

This is something I'm slowly realizing. My life dream was to be married to a great guy with an amazing career and I'd just take care of him. That was it. All I wanted. And then at 30 and a failed 9 year relationship I realized that it wasn't going to happen. So I went to grad school and started doing the types of…

Eh, if the collective internet decided to tell me what a bitch I was for having standards and how I was going to die alone, I'd gloat too. Not in an, "I won a man" way, more like, "fuck your opinions that turned out to be wrong." There is seriously nothing wrong with having qualities that you want your partner to and…

An all male Sex and the City sounds totally rad! You should totally pitch that to Hollywood, the tag line could be 'putting the man back in mani pedi!

Well now I'm really disappointed that their "oven-baked sandwiches" aren't called SUBS.

I have no problem with the gender, I'll judge the movie on its merits if it comes out. I'm cautious about Wiig and McCarthy simply because I see too much of them already and I'm kind of tired of seeing the same casting over and over in comedies and "quirky" indies.

I don't want to see them play the same thing they…

Disappointing as hell cast list, if true. I'm not opposed to the idea of a Ghostbusters remake with an all-female cast. But I am definitely opposed to the idea of a Ghostbusters remake with an all-female cast starring Wiig and McCarthy.

I need you to know that BCO makes me look forward to Mondays. Not just NOT DREAD Mondays, but actually LOOK FORWARD to them. I don't tell people this. When I walk around on Mondays humming, smiling, with a spring in my step, I'd prefer they just think I'm batshit crazy, because that way they'll leave me alone to…

I just say with increasing volume, "fap fap Fap FAP FAP FAP FAP". It usually gets a laugh out of him.