My family is Irish, which means I am personally responsibly for every asshole at the New York and South Boston St. Patrick’s Day Parades.

Perhaps you like to meet my exhusband. He and my mother freaked out over invites, the cake, colors (WHO GIVES A SHIT) the menu, while I hired and old friend as the DJ.

That’s precisely it. He’s trying to look as truthful as possible at this point, because he’s been caught cold.

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I just re-read ‘Hollywood Wives’ (don’t judge me!) and was both delighted and appalled. It’s probably been 25 years.

Well, I’m not an attorney, I’m a journalist. Despite the piece in question being an editorial, it made an allegation that was not true — that Sarah Palin’s crosshairs ad targeted Gabby Giffords personally. The NYT found it appropriate to apologize TWICE, but did not mention Palin in either of those apologies. The…

I did that, above.

Um, Sarah Palin has a pretty good case. The Times editorial linked her to a shooting to which had no link. Its first apology did not even mention her by name. The second didn’t either. You might think Palin is a shitty person, and that her ‘crosshairs’ ad was awful, but she didn’t ask Jared Lee Laughner to shoot…

His voice is as skinny as his thighs.

You said: “The answer was, of course, Kevin Durant.”

Also: fuck space heaters.

I’ve covered two mass casualty fires. In both cases, sprinklers would have stopped the deaths.

I actually forgot about Tiffany.

I covered a lot of this. I read through all the court papers. I read all the text messages. Every single one entered into evidence.

I have something called non-verbal learning disablility, which is similar to Asberger’s. It makes me very blunt. It makes me a great reporter. Social skills, no so much.

I read this morning’s take on this...Goopfest?...in the NYT styles section and it mentioned vaginal steaming, something of which I had never heard. I wish I was still as ignorant now as I was this morning.

No, ma’am. Your job is not to ‘shine a light.’ Your job is to find the truth.

I often collect coptalk and rework it as Haiku. It’s almost art. It’s almost beautiful.

I’m an epileptic and I have this fantasy that I can shake others instead of myself. If I had a fake leg I’d totally attack with it.

I’ve never watched a full real housewives episode, and have only really seen this clip. I will say that if I were going to throw my leg I’d give it a real windup and and go for it.