... sounds like they are too busy holding up their heads in righteousness.

There once was a model named Cara
Whose eyebrows defined a fashion era
She quite modeling
To go feministing
And everyone said “how do you dare, ya”

The off-stage sound FX were priceless... like an old B&W movie where the murder happens off-camera.

You explained that very well! Our last dog had issues with this and we spent enormous amounts of time discussing various mixes of foods and the texture, color, and timing of her poops.

That thing where you see a photo and the thing looks juuuuuust as you’d expect it to.

If the women lose that much body weight, that should take care of their periods and any resulting squicks their comrades-in-arms feel about menstruation. //s

Like “Rich Kids of Instagram” only for aliens.

Took me SO long to learn how to tell the truth with tact and gentle handling. SO funny, once I learned that, the “fear” left me... no more stammering and blushing. But oh, the power of speaking plainly! And like any power, it has to be handled carefully. Truly, the two worst things in human interaction are rudeness…

Being around people who use rudeness or unkindness as an excuse of “being honest” or “that’s just how I am and you have to accept it.” Calmly taking aim with the bullshit-o-meter and shutting that shit DOWN, without raising my voice, my blood pressure, or much more than an eyebrow.

So, Warren G. Harding was an “F” on the Fuck/Marry/Kill scale?

Croce is a Buffalo VIP in his own right, being the proprietor of many popular establishments. It’s in his best interests to suck up to sports stars and the like. Still, he’s not usually such an asshat. He’s going to get a lot of blowback for that statement.

Five. Years. Old.

LOL, I just flew back from a trade show, for which I had to on-site purchase a box cutter and screwdriver. I forgot to put them in my luggage, and they were in my handbag the entire time. Two separate check-ins.

Fashions in rhinoplasty must be coming around again to 70s style... I could totally rock that sculpted nose.

You are most certainly NOT a horrible person; ou are making smart and informed choices, and life plans, and other boring but totes necessary parts of adulting.

My brothers & family spent last weekend with us and when they were out and about, came back with a hostesse gift - a 12-pack of quilted double rolls, because, as they said, they were taking a lot of dumps (I have a prepper-level supply on hand, always, having made the mistake of running out — ONCE). As a family, we’re…

Thanks, JB, I’ll have to read it, I’m a big fan of his writing. And that is a lovely photo.

Oh, NO! Not Ingrid! She was my spirit-guide to that downtown art/fashion sensibility. So very sorry to hear this.

You get a Green Pea star for that.

It must be some aspirational thing, I’ve seen so many bookshelves in shelter magazines that are arranged by color. The equivalent of the “yards of books” (spines never cracked) from the 90s.