There might be parts of the Bronx that are sketchy, like all boroughs, and it’s not like park avenue or anything, but I think you have a very skewed perception of the Bronx.

Another idea is miso butter. Add about a teaspoon of yellow miso per tablespoon of butter. Great on corn.

There are 8 people on Jezebel right now who on Gawker said they would never “lower” themselves to post on a womans website. Yet here they are. Their comments are just about the worst you can imagine. Big surprise....have nowhere else to go and suddenly the only place left, a feminist website, is the only place…

Concentrate lemonade and limeade, on the other hand, is the shit.

This essay still haunts me.

3:15 a.m

Switching territories for a moment… in Texas, women’s health is simply not a priority. In fact, it’s just the opposite – by conscious and deliberate design.

Whatever face she has in the top photo looks amazing.

Incredibly beautiful and moving, and she is so lucky to have had the resources (financial, social, political, emotional) to have been able to do that.

I do shrooms once or twice a month now (every once in a while once a week) for the last year and a half. This is more steady for me than when I was younger (maybe 6 times a year). I am 45.

My Lincoln Chafee story:

Your explanation is far more understandable than the one I got before. My wife (not a RI native, but her best friend growing up was fron there, I dunno) just informed me it’s pronounced “wa-hick” but she says “the H is kind of silent. Not exactly silent. Maybe more like its a hint at an H”. In other words, I’ll never…

In other news, I just discovered I’ve been pronouncing “Warwick” wrong the entire term of my existence.

He does look less like a deranged mouse with the beard.

It was hilarious. Any time you can fit L Richman into convo, it’s ok by me.

Linda, is that you?

I love extra mayo on my ham sandwich. I’m just one dirty girl who needs to go to church...granted only as a Pokestop.

probably too old, to be playing as well, but its kind of fun actually. Totally different than any other game at the moment. I was walking down the middle of my street last night—one of the neighbors whom I have never talked to yells...POKEMON GO!...

Never thought I’d root for a mosquito.

I will never forget this moment, when Mr. Wiesel implored the President of the United States to do the right thing: