I filter Slog comments HEAVILY - I use both the registered commenter filter and turn unregistered comments off. I have a hell of a lot of people filtered out. It raises the IQ level of Slog quite a lot.

You missed "The building the beaver gnawed" which is what we called the Rainier Bank Tower - what the hell is the name of that building now? - when it was first built.

When it's not in-season, you're much better off with frozen asparagus (which Trader Joe's has). The frozen stuff was picked and preserved in-season, so it's not like eating sulfurous green twigs.

What an incredible post. To quote only one thing from it that struck me especially strongly: "an inflexible rejection of the possibility that my pain is authentic, in favor of the consolatory belief that I am angry because I'm a feminist (rather than the truth: that I'm a feminist because I'm angry)."

Oregon ensatinas, too. I've seen 'em on the trees around the river. They're so damn cute!

Is the bathtub (and by extension, the bee hive) in the house? If so, eek!

I think people just have a weird need to have the taller figures on the left. It seems to bug people if they don't stair-step them in descending order.

Now I want to get some, just to mix them all up.

One thing I should have included in my original answer, by the way - if he's a true introvert, then pressuring him to be more extroverted will not only be stressful for him, it'll be exhausting. A true introvert recharges in solitude, even if they can take pleasure in company. A true extrovert recharges in company and finds solitude draining over the long term, even if they can sometimes take pleasure in it.

Being forced to socialize for a long time is really stressful and tiring for me, and will make me tune out and become hostile.

Second this answer. Worn foam can really make a couch uncomfortable, and the stuff compresses down with age. It's astonishing the difference new foam can make.

I remember noticing it (it was just last Sunday!) because I was grabbing a bottle of the Cholula sauce that I like, and the label caught my eye.

(and thank you for the mushroom. That was #50!)