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Music got me through learning to run, finding what different paces equaled as far as my ability and distance, and helped with the run/walk intervals I used to get myself to 5k, but in the last month or so I’ve switched over to podcasts and audiobooks. Now I know I can just put one foot in front of the other and adjust

Hounds, dude! My bottomless pit was a black and tan coonhound. He never met a foodstuff he would not happily eat forever. When we first got him, we accidentally left a 25 lb. bag of dog food somewhere that he could get to it and then left the house for about an hour. When we returned, he’d eaten about half the bag,

I had a dog sort of like this. He wasn’t as keen on the non-edible items, and he was real dumb so he never figured out how to open shit, but if there was something edible anywhere accessible to him, he’d eat it. All of it. Until it was literally coming back out of both ends. Thank god for him being dumber than a box

My guy was 2 weeks overdue and his nails were sooooo loooooong by the time he was born, and trying to cut them was like defusing a goddamn bomb. It’s just one item on my long, long list entitled “Why I Only Have One Child.”

I think the movie version of Silence of the Lambs, and the TV show Hannibal, are both far far superior to the original books. I mean, the books are fine. They’re pulpy and tawdry page-turners and I read both SITL and Red Dragon and enjoyed them, for a certain value of enjoy. But they are not high art.

So clearly I want to work for Harvard? Because at the large university I work at, the people who hold the reigns of the institutional credit cards WILL CUT YOU if you do not meticulously document every purchase and sign all things in triplicate.

Really?! Every time I’ve tried to make a go of using an agent to try and get a better price, the best they can do is like twice as much as just me using kayak.com. I’ve even walked into travel agent offices and explained why I was coming to them and they were just like, “Yeah no, no price you get here will be

There is a name for that: discalcula.

I had a friend who as a child was pronounced developmentally disabled, sent to a special school, literally rode the short bus etc.... Turns out? He’s just profoundly dyslexic. And was the youngest in a huge family and so didn’t talk much. That’s it.

We had the opportunity to stop the madness when Hannibal totally subverted this trope (and after subverting it, danced merrily upon its grave to the strains of Stravinsky), and no one watched it.

It happened to me when I was a kid. My parent (can’t remember if it was mom, dad, or both) got out of the car to open the garage door but forgot to put the parking brake on. The car was in neutral and started to roll backwards. Fortunately, it just rolled out into the alley and there weren’t any other cars coming, and

That book is a wild, wild ride (the movie is great too, but only covers like 8% of what Keel discusses in the book).

What I’ve noticed is that self checkouts around me don’t seem to have eliminated anything, they’re put in in addition to what’s already there. So, the CVS has always only had 2 registers and usually just one of those registers open at any given time, but now there’s also three self-checkouts off to the side. Same with

In my state it’s legal to sell, you have to have a license to do so and every bottle carries a warning. (It’s not $15/gallon though, it’s pretty much the same as pasteurized organic milk, sometimes less because it’s local.)

I have a hard time remembering that Lovecraft was real and not just another Miskatonic professor who researched the wrong hieroglyphs and began to transform into something not-quite-human. I mean, his portrait photograph, jesus christ.

I also use Out of Milk. The only bummer is that I do most of my shopping at Trader Joe’s and TJ’s uses these special snowflake barcodes that aren’t UPC, so I can’t scan stuff into my pantry list easily. I have to enter it manually.

He could, though it would look markedly different than the way things are run now. I’m usually the one that makes big projects that require time and research and planning happen, so there’d probably be less of that. But that’s fine. I have my own system of budgeting and bill paying which I’m not sure he could manage,

I traveled alone to Scotland a couple years ago. A+ experience, would go again. I vastly prefer traveling alone. It’s the bestest.

My husband’s large extended family is full of incredibly high-achieving men and women. Lawyers, finance, science, etc... I am the only mom of my generation to not leave work. (Husband and I are also the least fancy, career-wise.) Right now, the only other working mom is my sister in law, who was out of the workforce

I’m aware. And it sucks because with the right management, most jobs could easily be 8-hour-a-day-and-forget-about-it jobs. It’s a massive failure of leadership.