Oscar the Grouch
I watched (as it turned out) most of the Oscars with a bunch of fun people. I'm very happy Minty co-won the pool, as she certainly did her homework with focused tenacity, only leaving a couple of Oscar nominations unwatched.
Well, the Oscars were one of those frequent occasions where America is watched by the world; check out what my compatriots think about this country. When I was growing up, my stereotype of Americans was an imaginary middle-aged couple called Nancy and Hiram, who talked very loudly in nasal mid-western accents. Hiram wore Hawaiian shirts, black socks and sandals, and had a big stogie wedged in the corner of his mouth. Nancy was definitely pear-shaped, a bit naive, and dressed in pastels. I've never met an American remotely like either one of them.
I do remember the American exchange students at the University of Aberdeen, where I studied. They looked really, really wholesome, but they were fairly slutty, which I think is definitely the perogative of the exchange student.
I am so going to create my own magazine cover one day.
From Metafilter, the draw a pig personality test. Don't really know what to say about this one other than it's deeply silly.
Check this out - the Guardian Health Editor thinks every birth should be a C-section. Certainly, giving birth seems unusually perilous for humans compared to most mammals. But you just need to gather a bunch of women, and I think the horror story to no big whoop story is about even. I fall in the no big whoop category, but I think being a strapping lass with a high pain threshold definitely helped.
If children are not for you, here's some surprising news about Walmart. Though it still has it's conscientous objector policy, a la Target. Who are these pharmacists who will not provide emergency contraception (or even birth control)? If you felt this strongly, wouldn't you choose another line of work?