We all need to provide the checks and balances for democracy.

I like crunchy things like Baked Lays.

I never run hills. My quads are already big enough. I don't run to build muscle; I do it for cardio.

I have a zillion bottles of hot sauce. I love Trader Joe's jalapeno. The whole right side of my fridge is filled with hot sauce.

I'm determined to raise a strong girl.

When did an old white guy yelling at me, telling me what to think become news? What gives him the right to tell me what to think? When was the last time he was in Iraq or Afghanistan or Sri Lanka... or anywhere that didn't have a beach?

I fancy myself as being a fairly competent person.