I took my car into the shop this morning. The engine light came on last night and stayed on. I don't know why I'm so paranoid about it. I hate using vacation time for this crap.

I would have preferred this to happen on Saturday, so I could take a nap until it was fixed.

Oh, and hey, Happy Birthday, Kat!

Tampon gun

Tampons are way too expensive for that shit. I'll stick with marshmallows, thanks.

Grrrr. Am an idiot.

I meant Happy Birthday Kat!

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Gar, either a single column centered on the propeller OR more space between the columns with the downward arm of the propeller directly in between the columns.

Tampons are way too expensive for that shit. I'll stick with marshmallows, thanks.

Yes. This.

I knew a guy in college who thought all feminine hygiene products were horrible, unclean things. Not used ones (I'd understand the squick in that case), but a plastic-wrapped, unopened tampon was horribly untouchable. One fell out of my purse once and he jumped back 3 feet. And he wasn't kidding.

Once, in high school, a guy friend of my sister's was playing around in her purse, pulling stuff out and taking inventory, out loud. She tensed up when he came to her tampon case, worrying about his reaction. He just thought it was another package of make up--or else he was too embarrassed to say what it was.

I like the new commercial where it shows a middle-aged black guy browsing in a drug store. He brings a box of tampons up to the counter where the teenage clerk rings them up. He carries them out to the car and his young, teenage daughter is crouched in the passenger seat, too embarrassed to buy them herself. The voice over says, "it takes a man to be a dad." That one gets me every time.

I agree, Gar. That page seems overly busy. More white space would make it easier to read.

Oh, and happy birthday, Kat! Conga line!

My burrito was made with Cheez Whiz. So good.

Happy Birthday Kat! With Cupcakes!

My burrito was made with Cheez Whiz. So good.

That wasn't a burrito. IJS.

Also, that wasn't cheese, although I guess it doesn't really claim to be.

The cats love ob tampons. Make great toys. Luckily, that sort of thing doesn't embarass me, considering at least one always gets away each time I knock the box down from its shelf and scatter tampons all over the bathroom floor.

We took care of a ferret one summer who had a very specific list of items he'd hoard: orange peels, cough drops and tampons. We discovered at the end of the summer that he'd been stashing them in the boxspring. There was probably the equivalent of a box of tampons, 2 bags of cough drops and a kazillion dried up orange peels inside that thing.