Link Lint and a Stolen Joke

I see things, I stumble upon things, I read things - all day long. And sometimes, I just need to share them - because there's truth, and weirdness, and utility, and humor, and things to be sad about - all over the interwebs (and in the newspapers). Herewith:

• Go read this blog post from the righteous Momocrats, the title of which says it all: "Why a Vote for John McCain Is a Vote Against Feminism".
  
  
• Erika wrote a wonderful piece about food and taste and eating, spun off as a riff on a recent New Yorker piece about a cutting edge chef with tongue cancer who lost his sense of taste as a result of treatment.
  
  
• Undoubtedly, you have friends and relatives that forward detritus to you, like bad jokes and urban legend "information", right? Go to Stop Forwarding, and you can send them get a polite but anonymous email asking them to cease and desist.
  
  
• It's that time of the month, the Just Post time of the month (and I'm secretly thrilled to have been included). Go visit Jen or Su or Mad to check out the lists, and give Mad a hug while you're there - she had some bad news last week.
  
  
• Today's Times confirmed that Nabisco has indeed stopped production of Crown Pilots. Bastards. I hope the folks up in Maine are successful with their pestering - after all, they have a track record, because Nabisco tried this stunt once before.
  
  
• I was poking around looking for some bit of medical equipment for my mother, and found a truly weird and depressing product: the smoker's apron. I can't put a finger on it, but something about the photograph in that link is just ineffably sad.
  
  
• And, I wasn't looking for information about menopause, but here's a good run-down, from a blogging gynecologist. It's also the source of this nice joke:

A woman goes to her gynecologist for a check up. "Doctor", she complains, "There are pennies coming out of my vagina."

"Take this medicine", says the doctor, "It should stop the problem."

Two weeks later, the woman is back. "Well, the pennies stopped, but today I found a nickel."

"Let's increase the dose", says the doctor, and writes her a new prescription.

Two weeks later, she's back. "Now it's dimes", she complains.

The doctor reaches for his prescription pad.

"But doctor," cries the woman. "What is wrong with me?"

"Nothing," he says. "In fact, it's completely natural. You're just going through your change."