Could donate so many diapers, formula and toys to the kids stuck in limbo awaiting deportation or asylum. :(

When I first started eating meat again I didn’t know how to break it to my husband.

As posted elsewhere, Willow and Amy wish you a happy Thanksgiving. I’m drunk AF and making s’mores RN:

I’m a former vegetarian - 20 years - and most of my animal loving college friends who I still see online, have no idea I’m now eating meat. And I don’t know how to break it to them. Not that I’d ever go back though, adding beef to my diet was one of the best decisions I’ve ever made. I do have occasional guilt. I’ve…

I looked at the top and thought, “Pictorial?” Nope, regular Jezebel.com

Best telling of the story is still the 1975 film, The Legend of Lizzie Borden, starring Elizabeth Montgomery...

Sort of related........about 10 years ago my darling husband interviewed Jeremy Piven over lunch in LA for a “Celebrity Profile” in a big glossy mag. Anyway....JPiv mocked & criticized husband the entire time...commenting on his appearance, how he was eating & his speech patterns. Not sexual in nature, but the…

 Red flag word here is “playful”. It seems to be like the sexual coercion version of “where’s your sense of humour?”.

The expiration date on a lot of these things seems to be a year... which makes me strongly believe that they are just orchestrated for publicity.

When I was fresh out of college in the early 90's, I was waiting tables in Brooklyn Heights. David was in Blood Brothers with his Brother Shawn. I had just finished my shift when David walked into the restaurant alone and sat down. I stopped at his table on my way out and asked him how the show was going. We chatted…

It was ridiculous that people thought it was OK to name her without her consent. You can’t just go around telling people’s stories for them. And in this case it was an assumption not based on fact.

Oh, so it’s not that Lasseter sexually harassed Jones, it’s just that he’s casually racist and sexist. Cool, cool.

Malcolm in the Middle. Lois goes to see him backstage, where it becomes clear that he spends most of his time seducing members of his soccer-mom audience.

I’m kind of embarrassed now that my friends and I (jr. high in 1970) made up all kinds of vulgar lyrics to I Think I Love You and went about singing them to each other, at the top of our lungs, because we thought we were terribly witty and scathingly funny!

Malcolm in the Middle, I think.

In the last month, I’ve been haggling with Shaun Cassidy over a past due invoice. It makes me feel old and sad

As a preteen in 1971-72 whose musical tastes went from the Beatles, Stones, Motown and what was played on Top 40 radio I found myself drawn to the well written, joyous pop of the Partridge Family. A jam band compared to a fair amount of today’s auto tuned mush.

I choose to remember him like this, eternally.

I think a lot of guys just don’t get crossing lines and how their power is all wrapped up in it.

Oh he ded.