On June 4, 1989, the Chinese “People’s Liberation Army” cleared Tiananmen Square of the thousands of protesters who had gathered to speak out against the oppression of China’s Communist government and the grossly disparate lifestyles of the Chinese people and government officials. There is no official death toll from that date, but estimates range between 200 and 7,000 civilian deaths. The Chinese government still forbids any open discussion of the event, sanctioned history textbooks contain little to no information regarding the event, and internet searches with the words “Tiananmen Square” or “June 4″ bring back only government approved versions of the event or result in a temporary server crash.
The Bachelorette (ABC 8pm) Emily and the remaining bachelors travel to Bermuda; John and Nate join Emily on a two-on-one date; the men race sailboats on the group date.
So much for keeping it real, eh, Emily?
America’s Got Talent (NBC 8pm) Auditions continue in Austin, Texas.
Drink every time someone talks about keeping Austin weird.
Hell’s Kitchen (Fox 8pm) Premiere: The chefs must make their signature dishes; one contestant is sent home.
Gordon Ramsay’s summer time takeover of the Fox network begins in earnest tonight.
Tonight he takes over Fox… tomorrow, he’s coming for your soul.
The Secret Life of the American Teenager (ABC Family 8pm) Finale: Anne shares important news with her family; Ben tours Dylan’s school and must decide if he wants to transfer.
Renewal Status: It’s renewed, because there are still so many bad decisions that the characters just haven’t had an opportunity to make yet.
American Ninja Warrior (NBC 9pm) The top 30 finishers from the Northeast region preliminary round take on a more challenging course.
And everybody thought parkour was just a silly fad with no applicable skills for the real world.
MasterChef (Fox 9pm) Premiere: The hopefuls prepare their signature dishes for the judges.
Gordon Ramsay, Graham Elliot, and Joe Bastianbitch return to crush the hopes and dreams of hundreds of people who think that the hours they’ve spent watching The Food Network somehow translates into actual cooking talent.
The Real Housewives of New York City (Bravo 9pm) Premiere: Sonja throws a party for the new ladies, Aviva, Carole, and Heather; LuAnn is annoyed at Ramona over her comments about parenting; the new ladies agree to never become mean.
Are these women ever sober?
Are You Normal, America? (OWN 9pm) Episode: Is it normal to pee in the shower? Calling out the “wrong name.”
Now I’ll be thinking about Seinfeld all day. Thanks a lot, Oprah.
Anthony Bourdain: No Reservations (The Travel Channel 9pm) Tony discovers a rice and shrimp dish wrapped in a banana leaf; eating fresh snapper on Monkey Beach.
It’s better than eating fresh monkeys on Monkey Beach.
Push Girls (The Sundance Channel 10pm) Premiere: Angela attempts to restart her modeling career; Tiphany and Mia examine their romantic relationships; Auti considers motherhood.
It’s like Murderball except with girls and less basketball. Maybe no basketball. I actually know nothing about the quantity of basketball in this show, but it looks freaking awesome.
What will you be watching tonight?
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10 Comments
1
Moli
Posted June 4, 2012 at 10:22 am
Ew, people really pee in the shower!!!!! I thought it was an urban legend…
2
itchy
Posted June 4, 2012 at 11:00 am
I started peeing in the shower fairly recently — saves a shit-ton of water. We have a septic tank, so it all goes to the same place anyway. And pee is sterile.
3
crankyguy
Posted June 4, 2012 at 11:03 am
Come on, Moli!!! I thought it was an urban legend that some people DON’T pee in the shower.
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SuburBint
Posted June 4, 2012 at 12:41 pm
True story: When MisterBint was a police officer at one of our state universities (police officer, with all the rights and powers thereof, not a glorified security guard,) he had to investigate The Case of the Shower Pooper — in the communal showers of the campus fitness center, someone was defecating on a regular basis and then just walking away from it. They finally caught the culprit and IIRC, it was a professor of philosophy. So gross!
My son likes to pee outside. He’ll be playing out there and I’ll hear him shout, “Mom, I’m going to pee!” and then he drops trou and waters the tumbleweeds. His little sister is still trying to figure out how to pee standing up and doesn’t understand why it works for him and not for her. Ah, the innocence of youth!
I may or may not pee in the shower, and it may or may not depend entirely on whether or not I am showering alone. Urine is sterile, they hammered that fact home but good in nursing school. Pee. Is. Sterile. Unless you have a bladder or kidney infection, of course. And as itchy says, it does save water, and is way less icky to my mind than the whole “if it’s yellow, let it mellow” school of thought.
And now you all know way more than you ever wanted to about the urinary habits of the BintHaus. You can try to blackmail me, but I’m pretty shameless. Although I could probably be persuaded to send you some form of candy, because I like to give people candy.
5
snowshoecat
Posted June 4, 2012 at 12:53 pm
When we lived up north on acres and acres of trees, we called the outside “the men’s room”. I hope hubbycat doesn’t forget now that we are in the city.
Calling out names? When I met hubbycat I was dating completely unsuitable €£¥><. When hubbycat proposed, I answered…
Yup.
6
sarcasatire
Posted June 4, 2012 at 1:05 pm
When I was living in a volunteer house in Brazil, we went one weekend without running water in all but one bathroom. So that was the one we used. We couldn’t, for the life of us, figure out why our ensuite bathroom started to smell like piss since none of us used it. Well, our only guy roommate kept going in there and leaving after a minute of so. When we asked him why he would pee in a non-flushing toilet, he said, “I wasn’t peeing in the toilet. I was peeing in the shower.” Eeeeeeeeeek! Since it was a shower stall, my friend’s shampoo bottles were on the floor of the shower the whole time he was using it as a toilet. And since there was no water…the pee just dried in residual droplets over everything. Sterile, my foot!
We made him scrub that thing down before the rest of us would use it..
But I would definitely let someone pee on my jellyfish sting, so there’s that. lol
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itchy
Posted June 5, 2012 at 12:37 am
Oh, it’s only sterile until the bacteria get ahold of it. One of the big adjustments to life here in France is learning how to piss outdoors, since it’s considered a perfectly natural thing to do (not, of course, in the city). There is nothing –NOTHING– finer than a morning pee watching the sun rise over the fields.
Also, I’ve had many jobs that have included janitorial duties. Nothing human beings do surprises me. Especially the female half. Nothing nastier than a public ladies’ room. You’d think, with all the time you spend in there, you’d keep it a little bit clean?
8
sarcasatire
Posted June 5, 2012 at 1:32 am
@itchy: I can see the appeal of pissing outdoors, for some. In London, men spent so much time peeing outdoors that “pissoirs” were erected (rubber urinals placed on city streets to stop drunken men from peeing in corners and curbs.) I did note that no such thing existed for women.
While in Brazil, I had to resort to the “When in Rome” mode of thinking. My bestie laughed at me because when she had to go, she went, no matter the time nor place. I, however, was reluctant to cop a squat anywhere that lacked a commode and papel higienico. Once, I was at concert in a hall and when I wanted to use the bathroom. My boyfriend walked me but was stopped by security and I had to walk the grassy hill alone. In the dark. I didn’t know what to expect and as my eyes adjusted to the moonlight, I looked for a structure that resembled a porta-potty. I saw nothing of the sort. Hearing women’s voices close by, I followed the sound until I found several young girls peeing beneath a tree. Many of them didn’t even bother removing their undergarments; they hitched up their skirts and pushed their thongs to the side. It was a sobering moment for me because my only choice was to do as the locals do or leave the party early.
I adapted.
Maybe I’m too uptight. Maybe peeing against a tree is how one bonds with nature. Either way, I made sure to stand away from the sodden mud and to cuff my pants just in case. And if nothing else, I now have a funny anecdote to share with my grandkids.
9
lindaw205
Posted June 5, 2012 at 2:10 am
Ew to the mud. Actually, it sounds pretty sophisticated when you compare it to Jersey Shore and those “ladies” peeing on the wooden floors at the club.
10
itchy
Posted June 5, 2012 at 2:46 pm
I learned everything I needed to know about true love at a Dead Boys concert, when I witnessed the girlfriend of a very very wasted Stiv Bators aim for him so he wouldn’t pee all over himself.
10 Comments
Ew, people really pee in the shower!!!!! I thought it was an urban legend…
I started peeing in the shower fairly recently — saves a shit-ton of water. We have a septic tank, so it all goes to the same place anyway. And pee is sterile.
Come on, Moli!!! I thought it was an urban legend that some people DON’T pee in the shower.
True story: When MisterBint was a police officer at one of our state universities (police officer, with all the rights and powers thereof, not a glorified security guard,) he had to investigate The Case of the Shower Pooper — in the communal showers of the campus fitness center, someone was defecating on a regular basis and then just walking away from it. They finally caught the culprit and IIRC, it was a professor of philosophy. So gross!
My son likes to pee outside. He’ll be playing out there and I’ll hear him shout, “Mom, I’m going to pee!” and then he drops trou and waters the tumbleweeds. His little sister is still trying to figure out how to pee standing up and doesn’t understand why it works for him and not for her. Ah, the innocence of youth!
I may or may not pee in the shower, and it may or may not depend entirely on whether or not I am showering alone. Urine is sterile, they hammered that fact home but good in nursing school. Pee. Is. Sterile. Unless you have a bladder or kidney infection, of course. And as itchy says, it does save water, and is way less icky to my mind than the whole “if it’s yellow, let it mellow” school of thought.
And now you all know way more than you ever wanted to about the urinary habits of the BintHaus. You can try to blackmail me, but I’m pretty shameless. Although I could probably be persuaded to send you some form of candy, because I like to give people candy.
When we lived up north on acres and acres of trees, we called the outside “the men’s room”. I hope hubbycat doesn’t forget now that we are in the city.
Calling out names? When I met hubbycat I was dating completely unsuitable €£¥><. When hubbycat proposed, I answered…
Yup.
When I was living in a volunteer house in Brazil, we went one weekend without running water in all but one bathroom. So that was the one we used. We couldn’t, for the life of us, figure out why our ensuite bathroom started to smell like piss since none of us used it. Well, our only guy roommate kept going in there and leaving after a minute of so. When we asked him why he would pee in a non-flushing toilet, he said, “I wasn’t peeing in the toilet. I was peeing in the shower.” Eeeeeeeeeek! Since it was a shower stall, my friend’s shampoo bottles were on the floor of the shower the whole time he was using it as a toilet. And since there was no water…the pee just dried in residual droplets over everything. Sterile, my foot!
We made him scrub that thing down before the rest of us would use it..
But I would definitely let someone pee on my jellyfish sting, so there’s that. lol
Oh, it’s only sterile until the bacteria get ahold of it. One of the big adjustments to life here in France is learning how to piss outdoors, since it’s considered a perfectly natural thing to do (not, of course, in the city). There is nothing –NOTHING– finer than a morning pee watching the sun rise over the fields.
Also, I’ve had many jobs that have included janitorial duties. Nothing human beings do surprises me. Especially the female half. Nothing nastier than a public ladies’ room. You’d think, with all the time you spend in there, you’d keep it a little bit clean?
@itchy: I can see the appeal of pissing outdoors, for some. In London, men spent so much time peeing outdoors that “pissoirs” were erected (rubber urinals placed on city streets to stop drunken men from peeing in corners and curbs.) I did note that no such thing existed for women.
While in Brazil, I had to resort to the “When in Rome” mode of thinking. My bestie laughed at me because when she had to go, she went, no matter the time nor place. I, however, was reluctant to cop a squat anywhere that lacked a commode and papel higienico. Once, I was at concert in a hall and when I wanted to use the bathroom. My boyfriend walked me but was stopped by security and I had to walk the grassy hill alone. In the dark. I didn’t know what to expect and as my eyes adjusted to the moonlight, I looked for a structure that resembled a porta-potty. I saw nothing of the sort. Hearing women’s voices close by, I followed the sound until I found several young girls peeing beneath a tree. Many of them didn’t even bother removing their undergarments; they hitched up their skirts and pushed their thongs to the side. It was a sobering moment for me because my only choice was to do as the locals do or leave the party early.
I adapted.
Maybe I’m too uptight. Maybe peeing against a tree is how one bonds with nature. Either way, I made sure to stand away from the sodden mud and to cuff my pants just in case. And if nothing else, I now have a funny anecdote to share with my grandkids.
Ew to the mud. Actually, it sounds pretty sophisticated when you compare it to Jersey Shore and those “ladies” peeing on the wooden floors at the club.
I learned everything I needed to know about true love at a Dead Boys concert, when I witnessed the girlfriend of a very very wasted Stiv Bators aim for him so he wouldn’t pee all over himself.