tights under pants are legit! And how I end up with bedtime tights. I need some new fleece lined tights though. Fuck winter.

I occasionally where tights to bed when it's really cold and I'm sleeping alone. (My apt has shitty insulation and is freezing. My space heater helps, but... not so much.) Sometimes I wear tights to bed. Recently my... um, it's complicated, but the guy that sometimes shares my bed... came over after I had gotten ready…

Has there ever been another instance when PETA has been the reasonable party? Ever?? Wow. Game over. I'm going to go cook some meat now, but I have to give some respect to that beautiful response.

As someone who currently lives in Chambana (which is what the twins would inevitably be called,) I love the Mo Rocca tweet. :-D

The president in a tiara, Patrick Stewart in this silly hat.... This is a great Christmas.

Merry Christmas to me!! <3 the president.

For fucks sake. NO. Just no. It's depressing how not surprised I am by this.

My mom got tickets to the Rolling Stones "steel wheels" concert when I was in 6th(?) grade. Opening bands: living color, and Guns n Roses. My (older siblings) sat together, a couple rows ahead of my mom and me. (I believe I was wearing a pink and purple striped shirt, some astonishingly lame shirt, and earrings that…

Me. I've seen parts of it, and I have a friend who played in the band that warmed up the crowd, but... Nope. Also didn't like Seinfeld.

She's rad. But. Having hour mom insistently tell people you're a hooker can get trying. It's cool the first 749 times tho. True story.

lol, I was a hooker. Eventually it got weird having my mom tell her friends that I was a hooker. Stridently. She was super excited about it. Drinking helped.

Her 25th birthday party was better than mine. I got dumped on my 25th birthday. It's cool, though. That heartbreak led me to rugby.

Nope. I am definitely a woman and never include cookies, brownies, cupcakes, etc. when I throw a party or have people over. Nor do I drink sugary cocktails. I can, however, kill a bottle of wine, or drink way too much much craft beer. My palate is way more savory than sweet.

That is the only one I remember! (It was about kite flying, and someone in the neighborhood was cutting down other people's kites.)

Wow. Gross, but thank you. I did ask. :-)

and *thought

*know

Am I the only one who went to the instagram account.... and read comments? Or, is EVERYONE SMARTER THAN ME??

Otters are really social. Plus she was rescued when she was just a little tiny baby. The Monterey aquarium people took her in initially, then she went to Shedd. There are some RIDICULOUSLY adorable videos of the Shedd staff teaching her, in the words of one article, "how to be an otter", with some additional crazy…

But thank you so much for the implication that I am reasonable and thoughtful. I do try. :-)