Minor but semi-related point: I keep up with two high school friends via FB who still live in Crappy Hometown, Texas (pop. 150,000).

I think your shelves are fabulous! I had the same ones in my old house, and I liked how my objects (apothecary jars of sea glass, glass bowls of time shells) just seemed to float on my wall, for my own personal enjoyment.

Here’s my reply to Dipper’s question:

Maybe! (disclaimer: I’m a US attorney, so just spitballing...) Here in the States, R&K could possibly argue ‘tortious (contractual) interference’. This cause of action would be, the writer adversely effected the company’s reputation, which resulted in demonstrable loss of contracts/clients. Although the company would…

Ah. I think it might be like a lot of words that used to be nouns and are currently used as verbs (‘gifted’, ‘tasked’, ‘covered’ [like to be on the cover of a magazine]). This usage seems a little forced, though...

So while we should celebrate shows that privilege women’s stories,...

I’n just pleased this filed to: OUR BAD.

Was disappointed there are no shots of the singing toy hamster. It was the only happy part of today’s Dirt Bag. And who doesn’t want to see a singing toy hamster?

I lost both my kittens this past summer. Noah was about 19, and Mr. Smith was 17. I was pretty quick to toss out the sadder reminders (the meds, the puppy pads, the litter box) and kept the box of toys.

Your hair is fabulous and I am unaccountably jealous. And that lip color is rocking.

Yes, but you did wake up, and that’s what matters. Good luck, sounds like you are handling this the best you should!

Well you have zero reason to trust him, so I’d be worried about that too. He’s treated you as an object to exploit.

Holy Jiminy Christmas. What an amazing violation of your privacy. And you’ve made it clear, for years, what privacy means to you - and that is EXACTLY THE ACTION HE SPIED ON.

You probably know this, but Puppy Pads are a god send during the early months of training.

Thanks for the generous offer! If you are up for one more request, I’m LynArnoldJD at gmail.

I followed Lindy here from The Stranger (that’s how long I’ve been a Jezzie!)

Dude. I laughed RIGHT OUT. And I snorted a little.

Seriously! Red underwear: “They’re Satan’s panties!”

All the stars: Funny movie, Candace Bergen, perfect still.

Well I’m in the greys, so I guess that’s as it should be, considering.