LOL!!

I never had to wear the belty pads (I will be 40 this year) but my first thought at seeing the new cover was “get off my lawn”.

Well, given that the novel deals with confusion over (in no particular order) growing up in an interfaith/intercultural household; body changes/body insecurity in early adolescence; reevaluating female friends when they reveal elements of their personalities that might not make them especially good friends; the onset…

When I was a 10 year old boy in the ‘70s (I’m still a boy, but significantly older), there weren’t many current books in my school library aimed at boys. Being a voracious reader, with little interest in classics like Treasure Island and Tom Sawyer (which was my loss), I read all the Judy Blume, Beverley Cleary, Paula…

Ha! We ALL remember the aftershave... I met a woman in her late 30s who was considering calling her baby Ralph. My first words were ‘hahah! Like in Judy Blume’s Forever? Hahaha!’

Back in my day, the name “Judy Blume” was enough for me to covet it! Get offa my lawn, lousy kids.

When I was in first grade, our teacher took us to the school library and told us to pick a book for a book report. I went straight to Judy Blume and picked the only one of her books that they had and that I hadn’t already read. This teacher, faced with the prospect of a 6 year old boy standing up in front of the class…

I think, as a general rule, it depends on whether you are one of the first of your friend group to get it (embarrassing!) or one of the last of your friend group to get it (embarrassing!). I think either way it is something for girls to obsess and feel shame about (not in all cases, but certainly in mine), so anything…

we must, we must, we must increase our bust.

I hate this on an almost indescribable level but (BUT) if it would get a modern day kid to pick up this gem in a way the old cover probably would not, I have to begrudgingly allow it.

I’m a Jew with a non-Jewish last name, so over the years lots of people who casually know me have slipped up and let their self-censors down. It doesn’t matter the class of person or where they live, you’ll find that everywhere. The awkward moment someone else nudges them and clues them in is usually the same, though.

We can’t all be serial killers. These are busy moms.

Dumb doesn’t even begin to describe Orlando. Try again.

Well, that’s just what hetero dudes have done for centuries! That’s normal. Trans people peeing next to you tho, that’s yucky.

Why in the world do they suddenly care about women being assaulted. No one seemed to care when it was a drunk guy trying to grope me in the middle of the street or on the subway or at a concert.

OH WAIT, ITS not about that is it

So glad we keep finding ways to be an openly bigoted country. Was worried that after nationally recognized same-sex marriage we were going soft there for a second

“Have you really been to the mountaintop, Dr. King?”

As a matter of law, they probably did fuck up and probably will get punished. This is one time where the “what if” actually holds water. OTOH with all the institutionalized racism in the entertainment industry I can’t really find the effort to care. I’m sure the white people who were bothered by this can take solace…

A Møøse once bit my sister... No realli! She was Karving her initials on the møøse with the sharpened end of an interspace tøøthbrush given her by Svenge - her brother-in-law - an Oslo dentist and star of many Norwegian møvies: “The Høt Hands of an Oslo Dentist,” “Fillings of Passion,” “The Huge Mølars of Horst…