Yes, because otherwise this isn’t a democracy, if the more preferred candidate wins, or something.

Yes. You are far from the first person to correct me on this issue. Thank you for so doing. I was wrong on the internet, and should be punished.

I’m about at that point with my bf, and I don’t even know which part. He used to make the bed, I complained that it could not, since the comforter is striped, be THAT hard to line it up roughly in the middle of the bed, he stopped making it rather than learn how to operate stripes in a bedspread configuration, today I…

I’m a fan of the two-coat-hangers-and-craft-foam school of millinery. I can make a rain hat that looks like a witch’s hat but stands away from the head enough to fit the mohawk.

Congratulations! You are at least the tenth person to correct me on this, without ever realizing that a) other people ALSO corrected me on this; b) I corrected MYSELF on this in a reply to this comment, made immediately upon making the comment and re-examining the photo. Thank you!

I agree with this. Ungrey me and I’ll sign up for your newsletter with all of my email addresses. (That’s eight emails!)

Well, that’s ... dire.

Howdy! I like that city! I’m in West Seattle, where it is a sunny-ass day and I am scared of the yellow thing in the skyyyyyy what is ittttttt.

Yup, I have been corrected on that several times already, and in fact appended a comment to this post stating that I might have been wrong with my basic thesis. But thank you for letting me know!

The Jezebel staff provided reasons when they ranked balls! I declare this list boring, and therefore invalid!

It makes me sad that I’ve reached the point I would rather try to protect my hairstyle (mohawk gotta ‘hawk!) than not use an umbrella, because I might as well turn in my birth certificate that says I was born in Renton and see if I can get a new one from Southern California.

For whatever very exciting reason (no, I do not have Noonan’s Syndrome) I have a bunch of cysts in my vulva, and apparently that is really unusual for women. I mean, I assume it would also be unusual for cis-men to have cysts in their vulva too, but I guess men tend to get groin cysts on average more than women.…

No, I just routinely make very poor decisions. Like the time I worked for a local chamber of commerce and put up posters of comic book movies. It was lonely, and I think tumbleweeds blew through my office a lot. But if I had cared about Real Housewives and Jersey Shore, I would have made a lot more friends!

This is a sport I don't know. I thought all sports were, like, kick the puck into the basket for the most goals, except for water polo, which is the one with the horses, I have been told. What sport-ball-game are you describing here?

I will check that out! I read “This Republic of Suffering” a few years ago, which is a discussion of the concept of the good death around the Civil War, and it was very interesting, if somewhat creepy.

You should have seen the one where there were five kids all standing, and the last kid was clearly dead (closed eyes and all) and the kid in front of her was like “NOPE.” I do not recommend searching “Victorian dead baby photography” if you have a weak stomach.

He’s younger than me, so, uh, get off my lawn? But yeah, sometimes I think “oh, that’s a quaint custom that has died out” and then I find out it is not! Or did you ever read Are You There God? It’s Me, Margaret? I remember being fascinated by the idea of wearing a belt for your sanitary pads, and that was like “well,…

I wish I could find the one I saw where the baby was definitely dead and being held. It certainly isn’t as common as I was thinking, and like I said above I was wrong about this picture, but I swear there’s one out there that has an obviously dead child being held by a sheet-covered mother.

Right, but normally he’d charge the money (which is fair and I wish people (not you, I’m not saying you) would understand that craft work is actually expensive and we’re not called freelancers because we don’t expect to get paid). This is clearly his business model, and he got suckered by a terrible person into not…

Apparently yes, it is too hard to remember a new dog’s name? I don’t get it either. I was re-reading Anne of Green Gables this year and ran across that maid who’s just been renamed to whatever the previous maid’s name was because it’s too hard to remember someone’s ACTUAL name and that’s just ... way to depersonalize…