This Open Thread Is Learning Something New

Oh, the things that grandmothers say. Mine has always been a big fan of acquiring knowledge. She used to nag us endlessly to sign up for all kinds of courses. And you know what? I can’t help but feeling that I should have joined that Italian exchange program. Maybe laziness wouldn’t win me over so easily these days, and I would actually speak Italian. Read More This Open Thread Is Learning Something New

Listen to the Mothers

I recently had lunch in a room full of women who sport a great deal more grey hair and wrinkles than I. When counting birthdays, most of them have long since passed the umpteenth celebration of their 39th birthdays and are proud to declare their actual age. Seventy-nine, 83, 98 – however many birthdays have passed is an achievement and the next one is a goal.

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Don’t Make Windows into My Uterus: On Religious Freedom and Reproductive Rights

Once, a very long time ago, in a faraway kingdom called Jolly Olde England, there lived a newly crowned queen by the name of Elizabeth I. Now Elizabeth wasn’t just any queen. She was the result of a revolutionary break with the established church just because her dad wanted to divorce his first wife in order to marry this really gorgeous other woman who would (hopefully) give him sons and heirs to the kingdom. But we all know what happened with that. And we all know what happened when her sister, Queen Mary, brought England back to the Catholic Church; she wasn’t called Bloody Mary for nothing. Read More Don’t Make Windows into My Uterus: On Religious Freedom and Reproductive Rights

What Women Want

Last night, I was laying in bed with my boyfriend and grading papers while he read out loud some funny Internet answers to ridiculous questions. I was having a good time and laughing quite a lot until he read one that wasn’t very funny at all. The poster asked, “What is the secret to understanding women?”  Read More What Women Want

Daily Goodie: Owls are Wise

There’s so much wisdom in owls. They know how many licks it takes to get to the center of a Tootsie Pop. They know that the only way to get answers is to ask questions: “Who? Who?” And, of course, they know just how horrible hangovers are.

Even if you’re not a drinker, you know what hangovers are all about. Your head hurts, your stomach rejects everything…even your blood vessels seem to be mad at you. Well, these owls know what’s up. Head over to Hungover Owls for more schadenfreude-tastic goodness.

And Happy Friday! May you have a great one and not look like this guy by tomorrow morning:

Owl Squinting
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