My favorites are the older stuff, like Tumbleweed Connection and Madman, but tonight I’ve got Captain Fantastic on. I’ve loved him since the 70s, when I remember him doing an “EJ the DJ” promotion for an Atlanta radio station where people called him with questions like “Are you related to Olivia Newton-John?” And I’m…

Same here. I do get it, but I’d never considered it representational in that way. (I’m a white woman rounding the bases to 60, and nothing of mine’s been pink in decades.)

I have a similar setup. It’s pretty sweet.

Nothing of substance to contribute but I have to salute your screen name.

As appalling as this whole thing is, I’m finding this part weirdly charming. Like Jesus is going to blow into town and say, “I know! Let’s go watch Beauty and the Beast at the drive-in!” like any other stoner friend.

Same here. I always ramp up to a certain level of political obsession during the election cycle, and it hasn’t fallen off since then. In the past couple of weeks I’ve been forcing myself to sign up for extra community stuff, which has helped in two ways: partly by giving me something positive to focus on, and partly…

She seems pretty smart to me, since one of the things she does on the side is teach girls about coding and STEM careers. And I give her huge credit for that, especially given the power of that message coming from a literal supermodel. Not defending her choice in this case, but we all have our blind spots and her…

I owe my continued survival in this awful administration in no small part to whoever started calling them Uday and Qusay.

Me too! Every time I call it I’m scared it won’t work any more.

If you need a Hall & Oates song, remember you can always get one at Callin’ Oates, the emergency Hall & Oates help line, 719-266-2837.

Not to be shallow in light of our national doom, but how is Bannon gray now? Wasn’t he all dirty-blonde just last week? He looked kinda gray on the Time cover but I thought that was just them dogging him.

I hope he’s seeing this 50 times a day on Twitter, as I do:

I like the legacy line. All my senators/reps are pretty far to the right, so when I get through (much more often than or fax than phone) I end by reminding them that we’re at a pivotal moment and history will remember who in their party would stand up to Trump and who appeased him. I can almost hear eyes rolling, but…

I don’t have real stats, but from what I’ve been hearing there’s a much higher than average amount of phone, email, and mail traffic since Trump’s ascension.

Wouldn’t that just make it some weird avocado pesto thing? Awful either way, but guac is sacred.

We’re about the same age, and it was a peak day for me too. To walk down the middle of Pennslyvania Avenue to the White House, past the First Amendment wall on the Newseum, chanting “Whose street? OUR STREET!” was a feeling I’ll never forget. I’m so fired up!

Right there with ya, sister.

I know! “Dress shops.” It would be charming if it were anybody else.

I’ve known lots of people who thought they were too cool to use the safety bars. I have them filed under I, for idiot.

But downhill doesn’t have to be roaring down a mountain. Lots of places with intermediate-level ridgelines that are fairly gentle, and it’s the most wonderful feeling to glide silently through the…

Deepest sympathies on your loss. Such little creatures to own our hearts.