The president is either not out of the woods or he is in the clear. ‘Not out of the clear’ is a malaphor.

I don’t need help to ‘relive’ stress, thanks — I ruminate like a pro.

Eat the rich. That is all.

small correction: Elaine Paige, not Page.

Wait, so all the shoes in the back of my closet that I look at and think, “I may not know much about today’s fashion but at least I know those are hopelessly out of style” -- those are in style now? 

Typo in the name— her name is Stephanie, not Stephanic.

...with a star of David in the middle? What the what?

Too bad I am banned and my posts all go into the ether these days, because I know a shit-ton of interesting stories about the Mitfords (and attended Jessica’s (Decca’s) funeral — her coffin was placed in a glass carriage, pulled by horses with plumes on their heads, and the procession was taken along the embarcadero…

Watching this makes me, an old person, want to post ‘Come Thrift With Me’ videos explaining clothes from the perspective of someone old enough to have taken Home Ec in junior high. Because watching a young person look primarily for labels and embellishment made me realize that you don’t really understand fabric, cut,…

King Solomon-esque

There were plastic windows on each asscheek. This movie was on HBO when it was still ‘Home Box Office’ and they only showed, like, six movies a month, over and over again. I must’ve seen this movie fifty times.

Wait, Van Jones? PRINCE ROGERS NELSON’S FRIEND AND ADVISOR VAN JONES?

Crazy guy with tire iron threatened me and my children. He got off the bus, and we ran errands and stopped to get something to eat later AND HE WAS ON THE PATIO OF THE RESTAURANT WATCHING A BALLGAME ON TV.

I seem to be somehow banned too, and starting about the same time — I can reply to existing comments but my new comments evaporate (not greyed, just gone). But I have been sooooooper critical lately so I figured I am on time-out.

I got ten words into this article and thought someone had taken down writer/dreamboat Daniel Mallory Ortberg as fraud and I just about had a goddamn heart attack.

“I am not dumb at” is stating something more complex, as it is emphasizing rebuttal. ‘You think I am dumb, and I am not dumb, and I am particularly knowledgeable about...” So correcting ‘dumb at’ to ‘uninformed regarding’ would be a mistake.

But you really should unpack that part of your brain that asks ‘is that…

Am I in time out? My comments are not appearing. I am currently neither gray nor ungray. Greetings from Schroedinger’s catbox!

Places where young children exploring identity is okay/great/the best:

At home
At school during free play time
At the school talent show
At a friend’s house
At their public library children’s room
At their local rec center
At their supportive house of worship during ‘sharing time’
At their grandma’s house
At the Boys and Girls…

The Mister Rogers Children’s museum in Pittsburgh features his zippered cardigans and keds — and I am not being cute, the man was a fucking artist.

My new theory is that there is no such person as Frida Garza. ‘Frida Garza’ is Jezebel’s version of Alan Smithee — it is used when a take is such garbage that the real writer wants to remain anonymous.