Comments on: Fly Me Away

By: Mauigirl52

Mauigirl52 — Thu, 31 Jul 2008 19:46:11 +0000

Being born and bred in New Jersey I didn't know what poutine is (you probably explained it previously but it had slipped my mind). So I looked on the Interwebs and found this site which you may enjoy perusing! Have a great vacation!

By: Kristabella

Kristabella — Thu, 31 Jul 2008 18:42:56 +0000

I do not understand why anyone goes on Big Brother. Especially since you know there is NO TV and you might be eating slop. But yet I continue to watch those idiots.

By: Kerri Anne

Kerri Anne — Thu, 31 Jul 2008 14:21:43 +0000

I once printed out the application form for Fear Factor, back when it was in its second season, I think. And then I realized that eating something horribly grotesque doesn’t have anything to do with fear, but does have to do with gag factor, which for me has never been a strong point. Thus, I promptly proceeded to throw the application in the nearest garbage. And make merry about the fact that I will never have to choose between $50,000 and eating cow bladders.

By: Heather B.

Heather B. — Wed, 30 Jul 2008 23:29:18 +0000

ParentDish, man! ParentDish. Those people kill me with their constant stupidity and just when you think that oh, they might be finished, there’s just a sprinkling of idiocy on top. They just need to get laid.

By: Shana

Shana — Wed, 30 Jul 2008 23:26:15 +0000

Oh, I know. I run screaming anytime it comes up, because it’s so utterly pointless. I just mean that when a woman’s judged on something so personal, it’s fairly standard to see her respond in a not-so-nice way.

I wonder what it IS that makes women pull the gloves off and judge each other like that? Men don’t do it. Insecurity? Eh. Have tried to figure it out before, when hearing that “women are bitches” once again, but never some up with any answers. Maybe just the old cutting each other down as competition for mates.

By: jonniker

jonniker — Wed, 30 Jul 2008 23:16:58 +0000

Shana, I only meant the people who are all, “Are you JUDGING ME? How dare you! And who are YOU to judge ME, when you’re a [insert insult here]?” I didn’t mean to remotely open The Debate, which makes me very, very tired.

By: Shana

Shana — Wed, 30 Jul 2008 22:55:44 +0000

P.S. Poutine? This vegetarian says OMG GROSS. I mean, bugs are gross, but gravy’s nearly as bad. *shudder*

So now that you’ve grossed me out, I’ll return the favor. I cleaned my garage this past weekend, and found a couple of old scrubbrushes with dirt, grime, HAIR, AND BUGS stuck in the bristles. Yes, they’re still usable. Yes, I will clean them up. Yes, I want desperately to throw them away, and yes, I will gag heartily as I’m de-grossing them. I don’t know why, but there is little that grosses me out more than a grody cleaning accessory.

By: Shana

Shana — Wed, 30 Jul 2008 22:52:54 +0000

You want to know why the SAHM/working-mom thing is so tense? Because the decision about how to raise her children is just about the most personal decision a women can make, and just about the worst thing you can say to a mother is “you’re a shitty mother.” It’s like insulting someone’s mama, only more so. Like harassing a boy’s little sister. One of those universal incendiaries.

That said, it’s B.S. Who cares what anybody else does? Some people really are just rude busybodies.

By: Danell

Danell — Wed, 30 Jul 2008 21:58:42 +0000

oh dear. i’ve never heard of poutine, either. and CLEARLY, i would not know how to say it, because when i read it, in my head i hear something WAY TOO CLOSE to “poontang.” which, i totally swear is not a word, i ever use.

anything involving french fries and gravy sounds frickin’ spectacular, though. just….maybe called “french fries and gravy”

By: houndrat

houndrat — Wed, 30 Jul 2008 20:20:16 +0000

I think I’d take Big Brother over that one where they strap you to a lie detector and then humiliate you in front of everyone you’ve ever known, including your fifth grade teacher and husband’s mom. Shudder.

And I just don’t get the whole SAHM/working mom feud. My personal opinion is that whichever course you choose, you end up guilt-laden for one reason or another, be it not being there for your kids or not contributing financially. So, I advocate we all pop open some beers and commiserate together.