Peeing without a pee-pee…what’s a gal to do?

Picture it: you’re standing in a crowded place (i.e. the National Mall at the dawn of a new era, Times Square on New Year’s Eve [although why one would subject oneself to such torture I'll never know]). You are a lady, and you gots to go number one. You can’t just whip it out like our brothers can and do, since there’s no “it” to whip out (unless you’re a pre-op and have the best of both worlds). You don’t want an unsightly puddle gathering at your feet, but you don’t want to miss out on the action. You’re in a quandary: what do you do?

Allow me to present Go Girl. As a rather frequent pee-er (that’s not an overshare, it’s a fact), I find this product intriguing. I also find it kind of gross. However, as my beloved Michael K at Dlisted brought it to my attention, so too do I bring it to yours. Draw your own conclusions. Oh, and if you happen to have experience with or purchase this product, I think we’d all like to hear some feedback.

I’d also like to direct your attention to a new addition on the blogroll: F*** My Life. It was recently brought to my attention, and I haven’t stopped laughing since. It’s a great time waster, and it speaks to the notion that things could always be worse. Schadenfreude? Perhaps. Hilarious? Absolutely.