I rubbed a beef brisket with coffee, dark soy sauce, garlic and dried mushrooms, and garlic, and put it in to sous vide for about 16 hours. Pulled it out, crisped it on the grill, and then ate pretty much all of it.

10/10- Would do again.

Never a walk of shame. Always a dance of victory.

Gifts are never required. They’re gifts.

Here in Vancouveria, on the we(s)t coast of Canadia, it is most certainly a thing. Like, everywhere.

We’re all just a leeeeeeeeetle bit alkaline to begin with. So if you’re acidic, you’ll prolly be, well, pretty much nearly dead. If not entirely dead. It’s a fact.

I really don’t understand why so many politicians hate women so much.

Sue Johanson, Canadian sex education gramma extraordinaire.

How meta. It’s like the M.C. Escher of television.

While this story is terrible, the one bright spot is that places where the elderly are housed actually discuss the issue.

Explosive ejections from both ends in a portapotty on day 5 of Burning Man. The poortos hadn’t been slucked out yet that late, hot, sunny afternoon, and the poop pile was scant inches from my bottom. I puked into a ziplock bag so as to not make the miasma of e-shits and beer poop any worse. Lesson learned-…

Sorry about that- To clarify, we have LPNs as well. I ws thinking with my RN hat on :)

It's much the same here in BC, Canada, where I work in a union environment.

I love that nursing, which (in Canada at least) requires at least a BSc and an ability to dodge flying fists, crazy old people, and an awareness that any one person you're working with could turn on you in an instant. Hard science, an ability to defuse potentially explosive situations (unarmed!), and the capacity to…

Men in nursing are more likely to be promoted faster, and, as in other industries, given preference for promotions. Because institutionalized sexism.

I was in my second-to-last semester of my associates' degree in a rather intense field. Saving my student-job pennies, stretching my non-existent grocery budget, and picking up all the odd jobs possible, because we were going to go to Spain together on spring break. And then I got an email saying "Sorry, babes, plans…

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.

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 :(