This hits close to home for me for exactly that reason.

I live 3 miles from campus and am home sick today. If the choppers are this loud here, I can only imagine how deafening they must be for you. Be safe.

Straight outta a couple thousand years ago... From Deuteronomy 22:

Are you me? Since my mother developed breast cancer on the early end of the average rate, my doctor agreed that getting some baseline imaging in my early 30s wasn’t a horrible idea.

It’s both a handle and a warning.

I believe “yinz” is Pittsburghese for “y’all.”

Help yourself!

This is just speculation: I’m thinking maybe two top execs and a few midlevel marketing people.

Yep. I have a friend who’s been trying to re-home her pigs for ages.

I know several atheist families who are involved with Sunday Assembly - basically, church-like gatherings without the God stuff. Most larger cities have groups that meet once or twice a month. Sundayassembly.com, if you’d like to check it out.

For a really fascinating account, check out Ryan Bell’s Year Without God. Bell was a Seventh Day Adventist pastor. His life revolved around the church, right up till he got forced out of congregational leadership for not adhering closely enough to doctrine - particularly when it came to LGBT issues.

I’m pretty kink-less myself, but I have quite a few friends in the kink and fetish world. From what they’ve told me, they tended to discover their kinks in the course of everyday life, when they realized something they were already drawn to... kinda turned them on. Sometimes it’s a physical thing, like feet or leather…

Ooh, I’m going to have to try that! Our office is usually on the nicer side of casual - but we’re also in entertainment, so awesome TV or movie tees are hunky-dory.

Camisoles. Lots of camisoles, with the occasional tank top or fitted t-shirt for variety.

There are a few octogenarians with my name, and one in my general age group. She lives in an area also inhabited by several of my cousins who share my last name, but does not appear to be related to me. I own our name as a domain, and have claimed it on most social media and webmail platforms. Either she’s not very…

For me, it was my uterus. I had never seen myself with kids, but I was open to the possibility that one day I’d wake up with a sudden burning desire to procreate. When I started developing fibroids, it was like - okay, this is inconvenient, but if I decide I want kids I’ll figure it out.

Nope. Who knew?!

It’s nuts! Most of my friends have opted not to find out ahead of time, and people get downright mean about it - like the parents-to-be are being difficult just to spite everyone else. Yes, because it’s all about you, random relative who lives to give color-coded gifts.

That’s happened to me several times over the years. I’d rather be told in person, but sometimes it’s the most efficient way to spread word outside the person’s immediate circle.

Carly Fiorina has just cemented her status as one of the tragic figures of 21st century American politics.