Is there such a thing as generational Columbusing? This has been a thing for almost 150 years:

Nope. I was pretty fed up with the whole thing. I probably had just slept on my arm funny and it caused a pinched nerve or something. It resolved itself within a couple of days.

Last year I walked to the emergency room at a hospital in NYC because I had really bad pain in my jaw, some numbness in my left arm and pain in my left shoulder but no crushing pain in my chest. I was 47 at the time. The doctor was really a dick about the whole thing, ordered a cat scan and a chest x-ray and then…

When I was seven or eight I asked my five years older cousin what "fuck" meant. I knew it was a bad word, I just didn't know what it meant. She said, "It's a verb. I was absolutely shocked when verbs were introduced in grammar class.

I actually taught an ESL lesson (all adults) in which we went over every conceivable nickname for genitals and secondary sex characteristics. Two of my students at the time were doctors, one from Cuba another from Algeria, who were studying to pass the American board exams and they wanted to make sure that they would…

Yep, mine is that way, and I actually like my Rite Aid pharmacists. They are really knowledgeable and friendly.

I just threw them $25. Thanks for the reminder.

You know, if alcohol advertisers can incorporate "don't drink and drive" messages and PSAs into their marketing and mobile phone manufacturers can get the word out about not texting and driving, I don't see why cosmetic companies couldn't do something similar about domestic violence.

I'm so annoyed by this because I've been learning special effects makeup and was going to go as a Botched hopeful with an extra boob and messed up face for Halloween. Now I have to change my plan because I don't want people thinking I'm trying to be her (even if it is fake).

My neighborhood, Woodside, Queens (NYC) used to be known as Suicide's Paradise for its wolf-ridden woodlands and snake-infested swamps and unsavory human characters who traveled from Manhattan to engage in all manner of vice. When the fellow who would go on to develop the tract of land, Benjamin Hitchcock, took…

I've been there three times, but not once this decade. Off to kayak to see what fares are like these days!

I'm sort of with you, but it's a jackass move to A) do that to someone else's flag and B) to do it in the country represented by that flag.

Ah! I like that place, but I haven't gone in a while since I changed jobs out of the neighborhood. Glad to hear management aren't dirtbags.

It was literal homework for me—I was dating a guy who was obsessed with the show and gave me a boxed set and would grill me on episodes. It was weird. It didn't last past season 1.

I think it is important that my gynecologist has the same genitals as I. I would imagine a man would prefer a male urologist for the same reason. I can't really think of another specialty where this would have to be true, but I guess for the most part other organs and body parts are more or less the same.

Imagine how I felt! I was devastated! At least it wasn't Mr. Greenjeans or worse, Bunny Rabbit.

Any chance we can get the name of the restaurant so we can support them—I'd prefer to reward supportive places than spend my money with jerks.

I was working at a conference center on Long Island, across the street from my high school when I was 15 in the early 1980s (I was a busperson). Beloved childhood performer, Captain Kangaroo was there, for what event, I do not know. He grabbed my ass. My 15-year-old ass. I was shocked and heartbroken. One of the…

My niece and her friend were visiting one afternoon (niece staying with me, her friend hanging out) and I overheard them describing a classmate as a slut. I think the girls were 14 or 15 at the time. I apologized for eavesdropping, but immediately sat down and discussed with them the importance of not applying those…

If I recall correctly, he did kind of make that point.