... and there was a steady stream of people, but plenty of booths available. My precinct sign directed me into the ladies' room instead of the sign-in table (wonder if someone's making a subtle point about the nature of politics). The ballot counter seemed to work. I was #74.
Because I'm ridiculous.
I'm such a sucker.
I wonder how long St. Clair has been using canned soup. This grosses me out.
Don't make me hurt you. I am small, but surprisingly ... well, still small. Please don't take my dog.
I am a wretched blogger who doesn't recall watching it before. Let me offer you recompense in the form of my first uncircumcised son.
That blog was posted nearly a year ago. You can't expect me to keep track of such things in my advancing age.
I've dated three men who were uncircumcised. There were no cheesy smells or yeast infections to speak of ... impeccably clean.
That's more information than you probably want to know or I want you to know about me. But someone has to speak on these guys' behalf ... geez. Anti-uncircumcists, the lot of you.
I'm actually amazed at how much this has come up in recent discussion. The topic must be floating in the ether.
If it was just me, I would leave my son uncircumcised. But, not being a boy, I think I'd let the father have a heavier hand in the debate, since he knows what it's like to grow up in a boys locker room.
I do think there's an increasing trend to not circumcise these days. So it may not be so uncommon among future generations.
I do know that *almost* all the circumcised men I know have told me they would circumcise their sons, and *all* the uncircumcised men I know have told me they wouldn't. They didn't seem terribly traumatized.
I've also noticed that many women tend to be terribly opinionated on the matter. Women are either all about circumcised penises, or all about uncircumcised penises ... until they're with someone with a different dick than they're used to, and then they just don't care.
la de da.