I’ll bet Stevie Nicks loves Madge’s outfit in Ghosttown.

He probably thought, “I worked in television in the 1950s—how much could it have changed?”

Do you have ten Lucys for a Ricky? I need a soda.

Ooh, can we do that? “How much you want for that?” “Eh, gimme a Mertz.” “Fred or Ethel?”

Well, there was that whole “Golden Age of Television”.

Oh, that’s funny—I refused to see Avatar and Titanic, too. Mad Men and the Sopranos, however—I don’t know. I don’t have cable, so I can only catch those things on Netflix after the fact. I did finally see Breaking Bad (excellent), but I never warmed up the idea of Mad Men. The Sopranos, maybe someday.

Actually, he does play the clarinet in a jazz band that performs fairly frequently.

Eh, I’ve never seen Man Men or the Sopranos, either. I do know what streaming is, though.

I thought the comment, “Why be mad? Thats hella exposure” was shade (at Miley). As if, you have good reason to be mad, but consider the upside.

Goodness, my pearls! Couldn’t they stick a nice double entendre or maybe a euphemism or two in there somewhere?

They’ve never seen one, so they didn’t know.

Maybe Gordon Lightfoot can memorialize with a song.

I hate that phrase, too. In fact, I hate the s-word. Don’t mind most other stuff.

For the longest time, his appearance never seemed to change, then boom—CHANGE.

Yeah, I thought they’ve been a thing for some years, but pretty much together for last couple of years. Supposedly, DD’s wife has some issues, so he stayed with her. That supposed sex addiction thing of his was allegedly a decoy to help conceal her mental problems. I’m not a shipper, however, and that kiss looks…

My hub and I have been going up to Maine for several years but decided last year to stay in Portland for the entire visit. “Little Willliamsburg” is spot-on. It’s so sad. Also, I hate the way every house in Portland is being split into 2 or 3 condos. We were hoping to move there, but I guess a lot of other people…

I’m so old, I remember a commercial where the words “toilet paper” were whispered.

I think money and fame are far more important. In fact, I don’t think race matters at all in the upper echelons of society. Furthermore, it seems the dynamic between “old money” and “new money” has changed significantly with the former having lost its power to proclaim who is a “somebody” and who is not.

Pearls clutched. Lawn cleared. Sometimes it’s good to be old.