God of the gaps, and now alien of the gaps. "I don't know what this is or how it got here, therefore aliens!"

And yes, the tox screen showed she had rohypnol (a.k.a. roofie) in her system.

Do yourself a favor and read up on her. I remember her from when I was a kid. She was/is amazing!

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…

I am currently enrolled in a brain imaging study that looks at neurotransmitter levels (glutamate specifically I believe) dose-response to ketamine. First round was fully blind and I was strapped into an MRI with two IVs—one with saline, the other that would deliver one of six doses (0.0, 0.1, 0.2, 0.3, 0.4 or 0.5…

I'm currently enrolled in a brain imaging study of ketamine (as a depressed patient). Unfortunately, I was a non-responder vis a vis depression relief (about 10 - 15% are NR), but the dissociative trip I took while strapped into an MRI machine was pretty fun. Everything went back to the terrible normal after about…

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.

I wonder if there is a canine analog to Tourettes.

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.