Those are all pretty great things to play as. I still remember fondly when I, mid-twenties, was watching a documentary on TV about Mary Read and Anne Bonny, my much-younger sister (eightish, I think) wandered into the room, asked about what was on TV, watched for a bit, then had a whole afternoon playing…

No, I'm Canadian. Which means I already am a commie pinko sissy.

Rats are great pets. I started keeping them for the same reason you have: missed having pets, can't have a cat or a dog where I live. As smart as the smarter dogs I've known, affectionate, playful, and cuddly. I have one dozing on my hip right now, an older lady rat who has decided that out-of-cage playtime is best…

My sister had a Beast doll as a kid. We called him Chris. He will always be Prince Chris to us.

Honestly, I have more of a problem with my phone insisting I mean "sui" when I type "so." It has always done this, from day one. I have yet to ever need to type "sui."

The metric system is easy. It takes willful ignorance to not realise this.

As an e-cig user, I am all for calling them Robot Smokes.

I think this is my favourite part:

As someone who currently works in pool supply, I can say that people are VERY DISAPPOINTED to be told this mythical additive does not exist. We get a few people asking every year.

Er, yes and no. This website is a lovely mix of fact and fiction, and it explains it poorly, besides being a fearmongering sort of approach. Yes, chlorine has a smell if you're dumb enough to stick your nose directly into a container, or directly after adding it to the water, but there is a different smell…

Put me in the club of ladies who wear old spice deodorant. Mmm, mmm.

It's a mollusc, sorry.

My sister, who is definitely a young, attractive young lady, did her nursing practicum in a very similar sort of boom town in northern BC. She loved the work! She loved the hospital! She hated every single other thing about the city.

Despite a vague notion on my mother's part that I should be named Josephine after Jo from Little Women (and honestly, I would have loved to be called Jo), my parents had settled on Jennifer until they became very concerned that they knew too many Jennifers, that this was becoming a faddish name, and they didn't want…

I know, right? It's adorable. I dig Happy the Anthropomorphic Vagina.

Can I see this picture? For science purposes.

There's a related madness referred to as Miracle Mineral Solution 2, which is the idea that the same benefits can also come about with calcium hypochlorite, also known as pool shock. It's dry chlorine, essentially. I work at a pool supply store, and periodically we get a rash of people coming in trying to buy it for…

I've heard the phrase "tic tac dick," as in, a comically small penis. Otherwise, I got no idea.

Under normal circumstances, opening doors for other people is fine. Insisting is... awkward and uncomfortable. I dated someone who spontaneously and suddenly decided mid-relationship that when we went somewhere and he was driving, I was *not allowed* to open the passenger side door. He had to do it *for me.* I did…

We had a dog once that actually caught a squirrel. We were camping, the squirrel was going nuts about OH MY GOD THERE'S A DOG, and was harassing her. She ignored the squirrel for hours until it took its harassment the point of getting too close, at which point — YOINK, squirrel caught.