Maybe America is like my boyfriend, who said that while he doesn’t like Trump, “checks and balances would ensure that America survived just fine.” Maybe America is like my “progressive” friends, who think a Trump presidency will start a revolution....

This “her turn” stuff reminds me of the “Obama is the messiah” stuff that was thrown around after he was elected. Nobody was saying that except for the opposite team.

I enjoy how the school notes that it was a mistake and will never happen again.

I am sad that you hear that from people. Really sad. Most of the people that I know who believe that athletics is more important than academics at least try and cover up their bullshit with how they’re on equal footing, teamwork, discipline, brings in money, etc. It’s like they know that academics should matter more,…

Apathetic conservative voters. This group, generally, does not pay much attention to politics except for perhaps the nightly news. This is the group that republicans generally try and target IMO. They tend to be middle of the road, not batshit insane voters, but they can be influenced heavily by sound bite media. They…

His staff is just trying to figure out how to spin the lab and physical report into “Trump: American Super Hero” words.

So this doesn’t even make sense to me. Apparently she is sickly and has a body double. She also is diagnosed with pneumonia. So her team sends out Real-Hillary-with-Pneumonia to the memorial service, and risks something like this. Meanwhile, there is a perfectly good body double standing by, waiting, to take her place…

That has been my thought as well. Additionally, I think it says a lot about people when they would rather vote for health than competence. Personally, I think that most of the people who are screaming about Hillary’s health are voting Trump anyway and just using this as a tool to justify their own spiteful and hateful…

I have never heard of this before, but I think I’m in love with it.

I bet they’d have much more fun with “The Nutcracker” than attempting to explain anything to Trump. Heck, Trump is just going to assume what he wants anyway, no matter what they say. Might as well have some fun with a side of plausible deniability.

This would be amazing. Train-wreck amazing, but nonetheless amazing.

I would honestly enjoy watching interpretive dance intelligence briefings. And since we can apparently bring friends along, how about some intelligence briefing hangman with snacktime?

Maybe. My neighbors have a wicked flower garden and hummingbird feeder.

Last year, about every other day or so, a big fat bumblebee kept running into my house. I could stand on the porch and just watch it collide with the siding, bounce back, run into the siding again, bounce back, etc. It would do this the entire length of the house, before it flew away to wherever it lived.

I would have done so if it wasn’t for my kidlet. The kidlet wasn’t with me (praise baby jesus), but we had no milk and no snacks at home, and I didn’t have time or patience to drive somewhere else and start over. But oh, I wrote them a letter of fury that night.

Ha! I didn’t see your comment before I replied to someone else. I waited for 25 minutes once for an employee to card me. That was the day that I learned that self-checkouts can time out and void your entire order after 20 minutes.

And sometimes it’s the employees that “babysit” those machines. My grocery store has the types of self-checkouts that can be used for large grocery hauls and they’re usually faster (especially on the days when the retirement home down the street buses the folk in for shopping), but there are one or two employees for…

I casually just ran this past my husband, a nurse. These are his thoughts on the matter:

The only thing that probably kept me from hurting him was my desire to not get suspended. It was my last year of high school, a suspension just would have mucked things up, and I just didn’t want to deal with that.

My brother and I were both born with copper red hair, just like our dad. Then, around preschool or so, it turned into a strawberry blonde. My brother’s hair eventually settled on a sandy blonde with a hint of warm undertones, while mine just went hog wild into brunette territory. I still have the reddish undertones,…