>> On the creepiness of dating dad’s doppelganger. “In my defence …. we met on a blind date. I felt that this detail rendered our liaison less creepy than if I had fallen him after spotting him from across a crowded room. But only a little less creepy.” (via 3qd)

>> On the creepiness of Republicans. After watching the RNC, one Salon reader starts losing it. “I am worried that I have this much hatred building up inside of me. I am worried that it is affecting my health and my sanity. What in the hell am I going to do if Dropdead McSame and that Shrill Bitch get elected?” Above video: Republicans yelling Drill Baby Drill at the RNC.

>> On bed bugs and the environmentalist. Says Umbra of Grist: “The exterminator is likely your best hope” due to “a social responsibility to the greater Public Health” that “requires us to kill those bedbugs dead and spare our neighbors, coworkers, fellow bus riders, and world-at-large from the resurgent scourge.”

>> On fleas in your apartment walls. According to the LA Times, your landlord must exterminate fleas. “In California, the law requires that landlords offer and maintain rental housing that is fit and habitable — and this means free of vermin such as fleas.”

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