Right? This seems unjust. There should be consequences for breaking and entering.

I’d say innocently missing the point. As hard to swallow as that is. Because so often women hide their assault—take on the shame for the violation. Because so often the gravity of the assault is obscured by misunderstanding. Because it is hard to face and often minimized. Because it goes unreported. Unvalidated. Unacknowledged.
Because people don’t realize that 1 in 3 women have suffered some sort of sexual assault. So this reference to bears feels like some hyperbole about some girl problem. People don’t realize that the chance the woman they are speaking to—that their mother, sister, girlfriend, best friend, coworker—has been assaulted is alarming high…

Nah. Porn pays.

Could be that the car left while it was still snowing. The area Around the car already had some accumulation so the fresh snow stuck and refilled the tracks but melted on the place that was insulated by the car.

Sorry, I didn’t get that far yet. There’s a really great fungus over here. I need a few more photos of it.

I’m already in the woods!

The trick is finding someone who appreciates it the same way you do with you.

Nah. Tasting like fire.

I was thinking the same thing. My kid is a picky eater and I do believe it is sensory. He favors distinct, often bland, flavors. Like plain pasta, veggies or meat. He won’t eat a steak cooked well-done—doesn’t like the texture. He doesn’t like cooked carrots… texture. He is perfectly happy not to eat at all rather than eat something he doesn’t like. He has a very keen sense of taste/smell and doesn’t want the overload.
When I was young, I was also very picky. For the same reasons. Textures bothered me. Flavors could be too intense. Or bother me because they have too many components. So, I relate to him and other picky eaters. I’m not so picky anymore, but I still don’t eat fish. And texture can ruin a meal for me.

Yes and bats like to get drunk too!

Yes!!! This makes me so happy!