Vancouver, BC. 14K CAD in 2012, and the monetary gifts we received evened it out almost to the dollar.

The very day that effing album dropped, my office mate put "Believe" on repeat at his desk and left.

For three days.

Three FUCKING days of Cher in her pitch-shifted gloooooooory.

My gramma used to make this all the time. I love it with browned butter and shredded chicken skin. YUM.

And actually, there are sex workers who specialize in working with people with a number of physical limitations.

My mother in law. First off, by being a child and demanding that we invite friends of hers to help buffer between herself and her ex-husband, who she hates with the fire of a thousand suns. Who then proceeded to get ripped and call us every night to cuss about her ex. Because of whom we hired security and opted to not…

Birch and alder. And it's a nifty one, likes to pop up once peeps are adults.

Nothing like living a stone's throw away from some of the most delicious produce on the planet and not being able to eat any of it :(

This scrappy nurse thanks you for the work you're doing. It's an uphill battle, but one that's so uberimportant.

The sound one makes after chowing down on lutefisk?

Flipper pie. Also, seal blubber. The pie was... Kiiiind of ok. The blubber was essentially the vilest thing I have ever put in my mouth ever ever ever. \The taste was kind of fishy. The texture, rather indescribable.

I had whooping cough about 5 years ago- my vaccine failed, which happens for some folks. I cracked four ribs coughing, and got winded going up stairs for close to a year afterward. Since then, I've gotten pneumonia twice, and have to take extra precautions whilst treating patients with respiratory issues (I'm an RN),…

I especially love it when those of us who work in the medical industry are called shills and sheeple and mouthpieces for big pharma, incapable of "researching" the "facts".

My first Burning Man. A be'dreadlocked firespinner who called himself "Truth". He referred to my ladygarden as a "sweet goddess yoni" and insisted on us pressing together our third eyes while we mashed root chakras.

Yup! Birch and alder. I moved to the west coast from the prairies in my early 20's, and it seemed to have triggered all the allergies. Fun fun!

Denaturing of the proteins can make previously inedible fresh things delicious. And is quite common in drupe allergies, which is what you're describing. I gots the same one. Drupey drupe drupe.

Wouldn't spreading 'em far and wide be worse for the goodies, in that they'd be more exposed, and more prone to injury from, say, the umbrella I was wielding? Or the brick I was carrying? Or my knees, when I trip over someone's floorbag and straight into said nuts?

Neeps! With a little bit of orange, and all the butter!

What the hell did I just watch?

Hey, I didn't say it WASN'T a crustacean wonderland. Dream away!

I think maybe "crab park" refers to, well, Crab Park in Vancouver, AKA, Canada's Wonderland of vegans, stoners, and, near by Crab Park, bottle depots.

One of the reasons I love being a nurse? Draining shit like this.

SO. SATISFYING.