Yo, my country has plenty of problems, but at least I own up to them, instead of responding with a false sense of “we’re free from the Church!” superiority. I fight for my reproductive rights because I don’t want to end up like YOUR country. And “go fuck myself”? Are you even allowed to say that, or will your…

Well anytime yall would like to prove us wrong and I dunno, give women control over their reproductive system, it’d be great. Till then yall still look pretty Catholic, and backwards.

This is not surprising, or news. They belong to a movement called “Quiverfull.” As in, a quiver full of arrows. Because you are creating a quiver full of them by creating so many children. Your children are weapons. It’s such a fucked up and damaged way to view the world and family, I just cannot even.

That’s hilarious! Viva la Boudicas!

I’m a little surprised they haven’t taken to “bundling” (literally sewing them into their beds) the unmarried girls.

Sidenote: I love your name. I named my fierce little red dog after her. :-)

I can believe it. A man who is technically a cousin of mine got out of prison recently, after serving his sentence for molesting the mentally handicapped daughter of the woman he was dating. He created a FB page, and instantly my entire uber religious and conservative family was all like “You look so good!” “Glad to…

I’m old school and stuff the good shit down in there with a toothpick. I always put some tobacco at the very top, so anyone looking for anything would literally have to rip open the whole cigarette. I took a whole pack with me on my honeymoon and used an x acto knife to carefully cut the top of the plastic wrap off,…

Honest question: do they still use drug sniffing dogs, or are they all bomb sniffing now? Or maybe just trained to sniff for really bad drugs like coke? I ask because a dog totally sniffed my checked bag as I was getting it off the carousel in MIA (weed was wadded was in my jeans- circa 2006, before those body scanner…

I empty out a couple of my cigarettes and replace them with weed. Hides the smell, looks normal, instantly smokable once you’re off the plane.

Aww, this is why I love the Girl Scouts! (Although 4-H will always occupy the number one place in mah heart.)

Equality has always been how abortion rights was presented to me growing up; then again, my feminist father was also a lawyer. It’s why I maintain that you cannot be feminist AND pro-life, because women can never achieve true equal standing without complete control over our reproduction. You can tell society was fed…

I was pretty physically all over the place. Our classroom was also used by the dance majors, so it was very open with the kind of floor they use in dance studios. I remember my teacher saying it was like “jumping off a cliff”, and that’s pretty much what I did- I went down, up, leaped, twirled, rolled, and threw in…

I was a theatre major at a performing arts high school, and we all had to do an “emotionally naked” exercise- basically, get up in front of the class and lose it for two minutes. I didn’t really have a problem with it, but damn, did some of the other girls. A lot of them spent their 2 minutes crying and screaming…

I’ve been at work all day (goddamn Mother’s Day weekend), so I am just now getting around to reading all this.

No, I was not saying that dying your hair or being gay is the same thing as being trans. I was responding quite specifically to the rationale of treating the trans lady in question like shit- that she should…

Current employee- obviously I’m not a mind reader, but I have a hard time believing this is a company wide problem. I’ve had very openly gay managers, and a current one dyes her hair black and blue and displays prominent tattoos. This reminds me of the breast-feeding debacle a while back, where one lone manager…

I kinda drew my own line years ago when I left my home state- I was down for twice a month phone convos, and a few yearly visits. But with my dad’s death, I keep that kind of distance at her own peril; I am genuinely concerned about her mental health. Good news is that one of those visits (which have increased in…

Mothers Day has gotten exponentially harder since my dad died; on one hand, my mom’s depressed, and despite our differences, I don’t want her to wallow her life away in sadness- which means being somewhat present in her life. On the other hand, this is the same woman who held a cleaving knife to her heart last year…

Eh, my parents’ approach worked pretty damn well, and I plan on using it on my own future hypothetical children. When I was a teen, I had no leash whatsoever- I could go out and get high, have sex, come home close to midnight to nary a word. The catch was I had to keep my grades up, and avoid getting arrested or…

20 tablespoons butter (you can mix with regular butter if you want to tinker with the strength)

Here’s the recipe, if anyone wants to try it out. It’s a delicious cookie, and for a sweet side note about it, the one and only edible I got to make for my dad before he passed. Share the love!