Splitting Hairs, Literally - How American Schools Have Gone Insane

After reading yet another story of how a kid's big, bad hairdo threatened to undermine the sacred institution of education by - uh - being hair, I have to question why, exactly, school systems are more concerned with an interesting hairstyle than, you know, education. 

Must. Get. Flu. Shot...

I don't get sick often, so when I do, it's kind of a big thing.

I spent the last two days floating in and out of consciousness, fighting a fever that I could have sworn was in the area of 1000 degrees (but Levi assures me was only 102), and hacking so much that I actually developed a six-pack from all the abdominal work. 

Trashcan Tinklers

No, seriously.

I was perplexed a couple years ago when a sign suddenly went up in the building where I used to tan, which basically said that they knew who peed in the trashcan and that if it happened again, they'd be publicly shamed.

Wait... peed in the trashcan?

The Jennifer Lawrence Phenomenon

A disclaimer, before I start this rant:  I love Jennifer Lawrence.  She's a good actress, she seems more down-to-Earth than typical Hollywood fembot, and her reaction to a chance encounter with Jack Nicholson during a post-Oscar interview is beyond adorable: 

 

 

It's easy to see why America has fallen in love with the quintessential "girl next door," but for cripes sakes, can we lay off of her a little?

Et Tu, Blogger?

First, an apology.

If you've tried to leave comments or overheard me grumbling about ninja readers, I apologize for Blogger's stubborn, irritating habit of formatting things in the most ridiculous manner possible (just kidding, Blogger, I love you).