It's an enculturated response—I haven't experienced anything as traumatic as these girls have, but the responses you describe are my default reactions to street harassment. And I bet the reaction of many men (and some women) to my stories of street harassment have something to do with it ("Oh stop complaining, it's a…

One time two years ago I sat next to a 9-year-old who was flying alone. He started inexplicably crying while we were still sitting at the gate, and so I started asking him about his favorite subject in school and the like to distract him, and we talked for about 15 minutes. He must have decided we were friends,…

Clearly you've never been bumped from a flight or experienced a delay that forced you to grab the last few seats available on the airplane (which yes, might separate you from your spouse or friend). There are lots of valid reasons why people aren't able to plan out seats next to each other.

I fly a few times a year, and it usually doesn't backfire on me if I chat with someone who's clearly a business traveler (and flies often). The businesspeople I've chatted with usually shift body language, open a book, etc. in a way that indicates that the pleasantries are done, and then we both go about our own…

Hug for her, roll for you!

You beat me to this! I was combing the webz for a gif.

This feels like the right opportunity to ask the stupid question I've always wondered about: what are the differences between a midwife and an obstetrician? And/or a doula?

I'm in love with this woodgrain. Such a pretty color!

I'd actually say goetta's more delicious, despite having grown up in Scrapple land (outside of Philly).

I wish I could take credit for coining it!

I'm so glad that his Coachella look is the default stock image of Biebs on this site. #babyatthebeach

Scrapple and goetta are both delicious and I don't care what's in them *covers ears* LA LA LA LA LA LA

I'm not a fan of his (not because I dislike him, either) and I teared up a little watching his apology. I'm willing to believe it's genuine, too.

I went with an evangelical friend to a weekend retreat once in my senior year of high school, and it quickly became a situation my other friend with us described thusly: "I feel like you're in a big cage with a sign that says 'Catholic' and everyone here is poking you with a stick."

IMO, crawling is the name of the game when you are high. LOW CENTER OF GRAVITY. But I'm a nervous wreck about heights and would never have made it up there in the first place.

Jolie, the link about cleaning filthy windshields that I'm really excited to read goes to penguin.com?

Me, watching this video: WHY WOULD YOU STAND OMG YOU'RE STANDING IT'S HIGH AND SHAKY MAYBE I'LL THROW UP NOW.

I know someone who might find this useful!

I remember seeing the walls covered with them in October (our dorm was an historic building, so the window insulation was shit and despite taping all the seams with packing tape, the things would find their way in). One girl on my floor collected 50-some bugs in one night and…

I'm kind of over wheat beers at the moment (drank too much Bells Oberon two summers ago and burned out on the sweet beer thing), I could MAYBE see a decent pilsner, but I think a high alcohol content might do me in!

I've heard it described as apple-y (or maybe it was rotten apple-y? haha). I've also never smelled it, but it might be because I'm paranoid about killing them.