COLD

Why is the mammography lab so cold? As you can see, they did a very thorough job.

(And yes, I do have nipples, i just put them away discreetly for this pic)

Does Whatever a One-Legged Spider Can

Found on today's run.

There's a Moon in the Sky Called The Moon

Why do other planets have named moons? Mars has Phobos and Deimos. Jupiter has a zillion moons, like Io, Himalia, Sinope... Uranus (insert giggling - go ahead) has a bunch including Sycorax and Trinculo.

I am going to call President Obama and ask that we name our moon. Here are my picks. Please add to the list so we have a good working document to send to the President.

Lucky, the Three-Legged Dog
Juan Carlos
Fig (I really like this one)
Phalanges
Candelabra

Who Am I?

Happy Halloween and Feliz Dia de los Muertos. Supreme Court Justice Sonia Sotomayor and I spent Halloween together at the Amnesty International Noche de Las Mujeres de Juarez. Apparently, I represent very different people in Yonkers as compared to Queens and Manhattan. In Yonkers I was Chita Rivera, Carmen Miranda, a dirty florist, and "uhhhh." In NYC I was...Frida!

Cowabunga, Dude

I asked the clerk at the post office if she had any cool stamps.

She said "no, only these" and tossed me.....



Shut up, brain, or I'll stab you with a Q-tip!

I have feelings too - like ''My stomach hurts'' or ''I'm going crazy!'

Marge, I agree with you -- in theory. In theory, communism works. In theory.

Marge, you being a cop makes you the man! Which makes me the woman - and I have no interest in that, besides occasionally wearing the underwear, which as we discussed, is strictly a comfort thing.

Yes, honey...Just squeeze your rage up into a bitter little ball and release it at an appropriate time, like that day I hit the referee with the whiskey bottle.

Don't worry. Being eaten by a crocodile is just like going to sleep. In a giant blender.

When I look at the smiles on all the children's faces...I just know they're about to jab me with something.

You Know its Bad

I watched an older woman take a break from her chemotherapy to go smoke a cigarette. Ouch.

No, Really, I Love My Job

There is an udder of soap on the kitchen sink of my job.