Jesus-merciful-fuck, Stoid is a freaking dipshit.

MOL, she’s still alive by virtue of wallowing in the wiggle room provided by “for the most part.”

Maybe she missed a zero.

Never feed them after midnight!

Because she’s lying.

Oh, well that clears that up. My next question is: Why did we stop talking about Stoid?

It would only be a problem if you were fat, didn’t like that you were fat, and blamed everything but your own food choices for your fattiness.

From the way she phrased it, this sounds like a recent thing. Note that she talks about her “slow but steady weight loss”–i.e., at one point, she was taking in more calories than she needed, but now she’s taking in less, so she’s losing weight. 'Cause, you know, that’s how basic math works. I don’t think she’s lying so much as omitting to mention the part of the story that explains how she got fat in the first place. IIRC, it had something to do with a bunch of serious health problems that limited her mobility.

ETA@MOL:

Because **Stoid **is tedious.

Pie is a more gratifying subject.

Now see, you would think so. But you may be thinking of chocolate cream pie, or hot apple pie. You would be wrong:

Pizza is still a good subject.

Granted.

Lynn- dudes who make fun of other peoples health problems are beneath contempt. Please do not bother with the pissants, they are not worth the electrons.

Not necessarily. Which brings us to the question of why restaurants automatically heat up apple and other fruit pies. This is wrong. Of course it is getting vanishingly rare to find any restaurant that serves genuine pie. If you can find anything beyond creamcheese, it is usually in the form of cobbler, a distinctly inferior variant.

An attending physician I once trained with told a story about doing a workup on an obese patient who was very reticent about supplying relevant clinical information. After several vain attempts at drawing her out about her medical history, he asked her what she liked to eat. She brightened and said “I like pie.”

Needless to say, that has become a catchphrase in the Jackmannii household.

Lynn, I think it’s because you’re ALWAYS talking about your health issues – especially your digestive ones. And no offense, but I think it’s a little off putting to constantly be hearing about someone’s bowels.
Much like I’m tired of Stoid going on and on about how brilliant she is, despite the evidence to the contrary.

If it came to a vote between the two, I’d choose to hear about Lynn’s bowels, no contest.

Chicago-style “pizza” is not pizza at all. Also, the best pizza in the known universe is to be found at Dino’s in Astoria.

Discuss.

Why has science yet to find a way to make it “free,” as detailed in the Cafe Society thread?

Srsly, wouldn’t that severely reduce a lot of chronic illness, if we could all consequencelessly gorge on pizza? BUT NOOOOO. Let’s instead spend all our research money on cancer and diabetes and AIDS and whatever. Stupid scientists :(.

You are wrong. End of discussion.

I don’t have much of a dog in this fight. Obviously I only know Lynn, Stoid, almost all of the rest of you by Doper name, and if I passed any of you in the street tomorrow, I’d have no idea who you are.

But I can’t help but think that Lynn and Stoid’s food choices are not the issue here. I used to be on a message board with someone who went on and on about her Type I diabetes, how she was constantly afraid of going blind or losing extremities, who would post frantically about how her blood sugar was high enough to warrant a trip to the ER (she never actually called an ambulance, of course), and overall acted as if she were on the verge of death at a very young age. When she wasn’t posting about her diabetes, she’d talk about all the rich desserts and foods she enjoyed, how she and a friend would polish off one or more bottles of wine at a sitting, or–paradoxically–how she would starve herself to lose weight and go on “mega-crash” diets of 500 calories a day. When one person on the board (a doctor, BTW) finally spoke up and said “your stories don’t make a bit of sense,” he was jumped all over by her friends on the board. “NOOOOO you don’t understand, Poster X is NEAR DEATH, she said so herself! How dare you think she’s lying!”

The point being, I suppose, that a messageboard poster is popular, people are going to move heaven and earth to defend their apparently self-destructive behavior, but if they’re hated, well, you see the results of this thread. Honestly, I can’t tell you whether Lynn and Stoid are eating healthily or not, but if you don’t like them, man up and say that, instead of playing Internet Nutritionist.

I think the example in the first paragraph is in direct contradiction to the putative point in the second paragraph. It sounds like the doctor spoke up and said the gal’s stories didn’t make a bit of sense, because her stories didn’t make a bit of sense; not because he had some vendetta against her.

@Duke:

Can’t we do both?