He is frequently accused of looking like the winner of a ‘My Giant Greasy Baby Looks Like Orson Welles’ contest.

Argh, the first rule of Jeff Goldblum is don’t talk about Jeff Goldblum!
 

I will never forget seeing Dustin Hoffman in an interview long ago, telling the story of how he met his wife -- that he was in his twenties and she was the 10 year old daughter of a friend. And how he played piano for her and afterward she said “I am going to marry him when I grow up” and gee whiz, that’s just what…

Oh for fuck’s sake. IT IS A REQUEST. You don’t wanna move, don’t move. You wanna honor the request, then do that. But if you want to raise a stink because it made you feel shitty when you don’t want to honor the request, then feel that feeling and learn about what is shitty about you.

(I recently attended a Taylor Mac…

I am a children’s librarian and one of my greatest joys in life is being able to introduce girls to reading Lois Duncan. I think if I am very good, heaven will be being 12 years old, lying in bed at noon on Sunday, eating hot buttered toast and reading Summer of Fear.

I thought that the protest was specifically directed against honoring Polanski, not the showing of his films. That’s what I took away from NPR this morning and I thought that was really smart. That story indicated that the protesters were not opposed to showing his films, but are opposed to a celebration of the man…

Allen, not Allan. Whoopsie!

Yes and even before Kevin Clash, I am so old I remember that Allan Ginsberg fucking reveled in this rationale & was a huge supporter of NAMBLA.

AND WHAT IS MORE, his whole ‘libraries should close and send the books to the school’ nonsense — WE ALREADY SEND SO MANY BOOKS TO SCHOOLS YOU MORON. We donate gently used copies to schools when we refresh our collections. We send bookmobiles to schools so students can borrow from us. Class parents check out heaps of…

Is it too late to play? Because Joni Mitchell is a poor woman’s Rickie Lee Jones.

I always assumed that Mrs. Winchester was a lonely widow who liked hot construction workers, and had endless pots of money to keep them coming to her house. PS That is a Helen Mirren movie I would much prefer to watch.

What a steaming pile of horseshit. THERE IS NO CRISIS IN CHILDREN’S CLOTHING MAKING IT HARD TO FIND ‘LOOSE UNRESTRICTIVE GARMENTS.’ Nothing has unnecessary zippers, pockets, or frills anymore. Kids can jump around in virtually any garment you throw them into, because virtually every garment manufactured for kids is a…

My husband got paid in cash for a long time. It is a weird feeling, that’s for sure. It is like monopoly money! But I think Talbots wants you to imagine that wearing their business casual separates is part of the fast-track to purses with $100 bills in them.

(This only makes sense if you watch Crazy Ex Girlfriend)

That to me is actually very clever. Because in the phase of your life when you cram your purse with pacifiers and squeaky toys, you can be so overwhelmed that you shove the $100 bill someone just handed you into the bottom of your handbag while you are sprinting to keep your kid from flailing into the street— then it…

So ... we’re never permitted to vent, with our friends, in private

I am the same (in fact, if the ‘hons’ in your name is a reference to the Mitford sisters, I am suspicious that your posts are actually written by me in a dissociative state). And when others on this thread write that it is important that we face the darkness, I keep thinking ‘I am full up on all the darkness I faced…

I so appreciate you for adding this comment. This thread has been hijacked by too many virtue-signalling white women. ‘Oh I think AT is accountable through association and should obviously divorce him because now she knows!’ is still white-feminist distancing from owning this issue. ‘The white man I love is also a…

from her stepson, Tarquin Olivier

I have a black niece-in-law born and raised in Utah. She was raised by Mormons in an open adoption (maintained close ties with her birth family) and married into the Mormon side of my husband’s family. She is deeply troubled.