The Biological Clock Is Attached To A Nuclear Warhead
Just posted two Advice Goddess columns. There's Call Wading, about an ex-husband with a very young new wife who keeps calling the old wife to chat:

You, too, need to start a conversation with "Remember when," as in, "Remember when you divorced me and married that other woman?"

And then there's The Newborn Ultimatum, a letter from the husband of the very last woman in the world who should be reproductive. An excerpt from my response to the husband:

Should you bring a child into the world with a raging psycho who can occasionally be nice? Um...well...sure...assuming you've already struck out with all the crack-addicted prostitutes. ("Aww, look, little feller's got his daddy's eyes and his mommy's Hep C.")

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