Somewhere in the murky depths of a comment thread on one of the other sub-blogs, I admitted a fondness for Marmite. For those of you unfamiliar with this product, it is a popular spread in the UK made from yeast… Continue Reading
Hi! I’m really, really busy these days. Cold and flu season, you know? Not a lot of time to dilly-dally. Please put away your goddamn cell phone while I am speaking to you about your child’s illness! Whoever it is… Continue Reading
I spent the Thanksgiving holiday back in the old hometown in mid-Missouri. My primary goal was to avoid being The Family with the Screaming Child on the Plane, and we were largely successful in that endeavor. The Better Half and… Continue Reading
Dear Mr. Napier – We have received your claim seeking reimbursement for several visits to Gotham Dermatologic Associates. According to their records, these appointments were to correct anomalous facial pigmentation attributed to caustic chemical exposure. After reviewing your paperwork, we… Continue Reading
In celebration of the holiday we’re collectively observing, it seems only appropriate to mention objects of my gratitude. (Forgive me if this seems trite or cloying.) There are the usual things, of course. I am immensely grateful for good health,… Continue Reading
[Guest post by Rose Woodhouse] Rick Santorum has an internet ad out, which you can see here. [Editor’s note: I am hopelessly inept at embedding video, for some reason. I apologize for making you click through. — RS] The main… Continue Reading
I add cardamom to my pumpkin pie. Not too much, mind you. Enough that you get a little hint of it, but not so much that you’re prompted to ask “what is that?” when you taste it. I don’t know… Continue Reading
I really should try to avoid reading articles during breakfast that make my throat close up. It’s hard enough to choke the food down quickly enough to be on time for work without worrying that I’m going to asphyxiate on… Continue Reading
That is the only explanation I can think of for suggesting I read this piece by Megan McArdle. The man wants my head to explode. McArdle’s essay is about her thyroid, which is on the fritz. Unfortunately, her endocrinologist did… Continue Reading
Earlier today I wrote a post that touched on the rhetoric used to bolster the pro-choice argument, in which I was somewhat critical of same. I was deeply afraid that the comments would rapidly devolve into alternating charges of “you… Continue Reading