Absolutely the context matters, but I was trying to be tongue in cheek and a bit rhetorical. The context that passes me off is when an asshole politician says something along the lines of, “homosexuality is the same as pedophilia,” and then the next morning, “ I misspoke yesterday. Didn’t mean to offend anyone."

But by the time I called the observatory it had already been reported. By Principal Kohotek. But I got back at him though. He and that little boy of his.

Is misspoke a real word? And regardless, is it not the weakest, most pathetic and ineffectual word in the language?

Martha is an ex con. That camera might contain a hidden shank.

1. And people wonder what’s wrong with my posts, they are more drunk than sober! 2. Fuck it! I’m back bitches, and I’m coming back drunker than ever! 3. I love my Courtatics too much to leave them over some lame ass AA meetings! What the fuck was I thinking?! Where’s my Vodka?

I just saw that! Thanks! Good night from Dubai! We are up at 6am but out of work at 1:30 because during Ramadan schools close early. 7 more days of work and then back home to Charlotte on July 2nd for our summer holiday.

For me that’s what jezebel is all about, feeling less alone. We all have our own stories, our wounds, and our pathologies. Forming relationships, even if only through the written word, is great therapy for me. When I read your extraordinary generous comment it filled me with joy, self pride, and a sense of…

Obviously not as galactically bad ass as you! You know me, pulling cons, swindling fools, attempting to endlessly assuage my many deep insecurities with shameless try hard posts on jezebel, looking for likes, counting them up, ordering way too much fried wontons and Mongolian beef, and flying back to North Carolina…

It turned out perfectly average. I’m fine with that.

Judy Blume and Beverley Cleary, this straight man’s introduction to menstrual cycles, what girls talked about at sleepovers in their nicest pair of underwear, and just plain great writing. I still have original copies of all those books from my mom. Do preteen girls really pray to God for boobs, cause I sure as hell…

Seconded.

It took some good genes, a supremely abusive childhood, untreated bipolar disorder, ADHD, anxiety, drug and alcohol abuse, a divorce, a second marriage to my current and forever wonderful and beautiful wife, being the son of a Marine Corp Colonel, a Vietnam vet with lifelong PTSD and the same bipolar he passed on to…

As a Special Needs Coordinator specializing in cognitive evaluations and specific learning disabilities, I applaud this post. It was a very succinct, accurate, and understandable explanation of the differences between low cognitive ability, and say a person with dyslexia who nonetheless has a 140 working IQ.

I'm absolutely shameless! Actually, I'd like to think I've written some pretty decent posts. Pictorial was the second to last to de-gray me, and now with The slot having done the same, I am in full, raging technocolor! Good luck!

Hey darleeeeeene, how ya been??

Same here. I love bringing people with great/insightful/funny comments out of the greys. Makes me feel happy.

why??? I loved your posts and still follow you.

You have an interesting group of followers there Dave. I consider myself interesting. I am now following you.

If my cats ate my dead body, which of course they would without hesitation, I'd be damn proud of them. This is a harsh, cruel world we live in. No mercy for the dead!

Cats are pure love. Even when they bite your face.