Dude, I listen to Barbie Girl on purpose sometimes.

Cotton Eyed Joe, not so much. The first day at my internship a bunch of coworkers spontaneously began doing the Cotton Eyed Joe dance. Freaked me the fuck out.

No. Wait. I guess because so many people seem to be abstracting suicide off into the ozone, I ought to share something solid that I’ve experienced. There was a moment when I was ready to kill myself. I'd sought help, but my efforts only seemed to result in angry calls from the psychologist’s office ...

I agree with Nina.

Let's shut the fuck up about suicide.

Innalec-chew-all tom-wankery of the worst sort.

If you value human life at all and have any sort of ethics you can’t say suicide is “maybe alright.” If you value personal autonomy you can. If you're inclined to think that the will of society should trump the will of the individual, then maybe you can't. I think every able-bodied, sane person has...

Lemur, I'm not talking about euthanasia for the terminally ill. I'm talking about me and my friends offing ourselves because of depression.

To reiterate, CRAP.

I don’t know Dave. You’ve obviously given this a lot of thought. Mazeltov. Yeah, I guess my thoughts on the matter are pretty simple. When I was close to suicide, it was because I thought that nobody gave a shit. When other people I’ve known have been ready to kill themselves, ditto. I think we have...

The footage of the filmmakers finding zebra guy all those years later is odd. Dude seems so... boring. He also seems borderline terrified that he has been tracked down. Pretty funny actually. Yeah, that Zebraman 20 years on footage is eerie. What happened to him? Did join the army? Finally win pare...

we don't live in a world of possibilities -- we live in a world of limitations, and it's only getting worse. sometimes it becomes too much of a burden to simply behold how out of tune everything is, how empty daily life can be, how insincere and opportunistic people generally are toward one another...

For Mr. Kitty:

I found a newborn kitten once that had been abandoned by its mom. It was listless and shivering, but it was alive. Grabbed the first cardboard box I could find, googled “animal shelter” and drove off to try and save it. The first place I went to turned out to be the pound, and they turned me away. I...