One of the proudest days of my life was when this country elected a black president. I didn’t think it would happen in my lifetime. Since then, I’ve had many many many more days of just abject embarrassment as our country (and some of my family, dammit) have shown just how racist we still are. That he SURVIVES eight…

Gotta act ‘em out. Dogzilla is another great one, and I do an old-time radio newsflash voice for the narration.

Mine likes hugs as long as they are on his terms and initiated by him. All other hugs are merely tolerated, but he is hugged often, and by all family members, because he is beloved. And furry. Anecdote: my friend had a highly skittish and fearful rescue dog. I petted that dog by only slightly tickling the dog with my…

Georgia Rule would be a hate-watch only. It’s on my most-hated-movie list, near the top. I would gladly watch a tornado destroy the town and every person (character, I know it’s a movie and not real) in it, even the Mormon kids, and raise a freaking glass.

My husband married a hard-headed, independent-minded career gal. He thinks I’m the bomb and treats me like an equal. In return, I think he’s just the damned best on the planet and I treat him like the adult that he is. Of course I respect him, and tell him so. But he also respects me. Funny how that works. Oh, and…

Well, that, and a big hunk of his base turned on him like rabid badgers.

Fuckin Craig, man. Love that guy.

Good god, don’t count it won as yet. We cannot cannot cannot get complacent. We have to ensure people actually get out and vote. The only thing going for us is that some of the loudest, dumbest Trump supporters are also the ones that can’t be bothered to, you know, actually vote.

But of all the women who could go first, she’s the most qualified. I hear all the “she’s not trustworthy”, “she’s a politician”, “I don’t like her”. GOOD. She’s PERFECT to be the first woman. She’s tough enough, she can make deals across the aisle, she can take the punches. She’s a political animal with rapacious…

I can appreciate the evilness inherent in your statement.

Nope. “Hold the door!” was a common refrain among public restroom women so you could avoid paying the dime. And how often the coin slot and turn handle was JAMMED — out of order, so sorry, the damn door doesn’t work.

Agreed over and over. And EVEN IF there were white slaves, how does that make black slavery in America, which by all accounts was horrifying, any better? White people, even white servants, were considered people, whereas black people were property. There’s a gigantic difference. My BIL mentioned the other day that…

Spot on.

Eh, I know the article says “worth more than $21,000", but they likely PAID more than $21,000. Betcha dollars to doughnuts that any resale value would be considerably lower. But to the intent of your comment, totally agreement. If you’re going to spend that much, find a real jeweler.

I’ve told this story here before. When I was a kid, we drove through Yellowstone. We came up on a little creek with a meadow, and bison were grazing. We pulled over, but stayed in the car. Other visitors did not stay in their cars, and one lady approached the bison with a handful of grass to, I dunno, try to feed it?…

I believe she had the layers couriered over and assembled there, so they may have been damaged en route or assembled sloppily. Either way, I’m down, because cake.

Steven Colbert’s middle-eastern supporters Liq Madiq, Suq Madiq and their mom are still my favorites. Please google if you haven’t seen the piece; it’s worth it.

I love Four Weddings, unashamedly. Poor lovely Duckface.

After reading all your recent comments and realizing you’re happiest when you’re putting others down; that you have some sort of odd hard on for Burneko; that you have nothing in your arsenal except snark, and that you probably only troll Jez for that reason: hey, I’m happy my comment could make you feel superior…

If you really really enjoy long-ass stories about how two people met, but didn’t quite get together, and then, OMG y’all, he was the +1 with my 2nd cousin at my other 2nd cousin’s wedding and then like, she just broke up with him *right there* and we saw each other and just started talking and here we are all these…