I had to take a young relative to the pediatric ward after she was drugged and raped. The police were worse than useless, but the social worker at the hospital probably saved her life. Between the Plan B, the anti-HIV drugs and the antibiotics, my poor girl was sick for weeks. I will NEVER forget the look on her…

Ha! When hit with some variation of "Nice tits!" I've been known to look the guy over and say, "nah, yours are better."

I told the story of how Captain Kangaroo grabbed my ass when I was 15 over in a Kitchen Nightmares post a few weeks ago. It was heartbreaking, but at least it wasn't Mr. Greenjeans or Bunny Rabbit.

Mint.com is for setting a budget and tracking your finances, unless I'm using it wrong.

You know how people always say you'll miss it when you're older? Nope, I don't miss it a bit. It is actually nice to be able to get from point A to point B without having to negotiate a minefield. Sure, you have to wait a little longer to be served at a bar, but if it means I generally avoid harassment, then it's…

Thanks!

Where do you go in NYC? I've gone to some threading places in Queens, but the shape is never quite to my liking. I always admire the brows on Middle Easter/Central Asian women.

About a year ago some random told me to smile. I looked at him and told him to do pushups.

Yep, I assumed that as well—I didn't really watch the show, but I remember that there were young girls on it. Poor thing, even if she was spared the worst, I'm sure he made his creepiness known to her.

I'm still wearing my Derby Swirls that I bought early-mid '90s.

I use that line during Fleet Week. I get older, but the sailors stay the same age.

Unfortunately, it looks like it will still be a challenge to restore nerve function. This is great for making a person feel whole, if that is what they need. Let's hope they are able to restore nerve function so that it can be a site for receiving as well as giving pleasure. Good luck men! (cis or not).

If I saw you on the subway, I'd have that conversation in my head that goes, "dang, those are nice guns. Is it OK to tell another woman she has great arms? No, that would be weird. But dang."

I think occasionally roosters would get loose from the live poultry shops (I assumed were there for this purpose) and go on the lam in Prospect Park. It was always a little jarring to have a colorfully-feathered bird step out from the forest and onto the running path at 6 in the morning and cock-a-doodle-doo.

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.