I'm older than most of you and grew up in a town that was almost entirely Catholic. Our "sex education" consisted of, basically, "sex is bad - don't do it" (the info about menstruation was so euphemized that when it happened to me - first girl in my class! - I had no idea what was going on). I had one boy who had some kind of thing for me and would come up to me before class and start unbuttoning my blouse (I learned to always button everything up to the top, sometimes using a safety pin to make it harder to unbutton) and when I wore wrap around skirts, to try to untie them and pull them off. My mother never understood why I didn't want to wear the cute skirts.
Natter 75: More Than a Million Natters Served
Off-topic discussion. Wanna talk about corsets, duct tape, butt kicking, or physics? This is the place. Detailed discussion of any current-season TV must be whitefonted.
Toddson, holy shit.
Some girls - the "tough" girls - would have fights after school, usually about a boy. The loser would usually have her outer clothes ripped off, leaving her to get through the boys waiting to see who lost so they could grope her ... or worse.
Makes Hubby's parents giving him a gun to take to school for protection from the gangs that wanted to kill him seem kind of reasonable.
billy tea probably knows, but seemingly the Waiwondi (spelling?) tree kangaroo, after disappearing for 90 years and being assumed extinct has been spotted - alive and well. Obviously, it has earned its classification as "elusive."
"I go out of town for a few weeks and everybody says I'm extinct."
This is good precedent for the possible survival of the thylacine!
Hooray tree kangaroo!
Timelies all!
This week is just dragging....
Ugh -- my NPR local talk program is going to be broadcasting the Kavanagh hearing all day tomorrow, and of course the other NPR station will be doing the same! It's important, of course, but I can only take it in small measured doses at this point.