I am glad Yoko is putting #25 out there. The Beatles broke up because Paul wanted his father-in-law to be their manager, and the other three told him to piss off.

Seconding the horrifying pain of the version. Mine failed as well. It was the worst, but the c and the recovery were both cakewalks. I had the double bonus of a footling breech. Did you know if your water breaks with a footling breech baby you have a 15% chance of a cord prolapse? Neither did I! (until about 2 days…

I said “a little bit harder,” not “impossible.”

That’s a fake tattoo for a movie.

It’s not that, it’s her age, taste level and overall judgement.

And the booze. Which puffs you up like Mrs. Puff.

That is a spectacular tie-thing. Very Cloud City.

Lots of rumors that the drug demons Vanessa helped him keep at bay are back and worse than ever.

I would watch an hourly craft / talk show starring you and Aidy, for reals. Especially if one week was dedicated to googly eyes, and every week was spent preaching about the perils of glitter.

“I shouldn’t have to see the pain, struggle, and despair of homeless people to and from my way to work every day.”

Go Aunt Jean! That’s sad, but great. My Aunt Gerri and your Aunt Jean’s approach were vastly different to my Babcia’s approach. While my dad and his one sister wanted to let her go due to her ovarian cancer and Alzheimer’s, something she wanted as well, since they weren’t her power of attorney and my other aunt and…

Good for her. My aunt was given 4-5 months to live, unless she went on chemo which would—possibly—have extended her life for another year. But, the entire time would be spent in chemo, and mostly in a hospital. She told her oncologist ‘No, thanks. I’m going camping.’ And she did. And was happy. RIP Aunt Jean!

I’ll hold your coat!

My friend works at a used record store, and found a copy of one of Prince’s albums in mint condition, with a full sized poster in it and bought it for herself. I kind of want to beat her up and steal it from her.

Everyone knows pretty ladies love compliments. It’s sexless terrorist bitches who don’t.

I have seen what lung cancer does when it gets into the brain, and it is not super great. Best wishes to Big Ang and her family for comfort and peace.

Hey, do you suppose if either Mandy Moore or Gwyneth Paltrow is physically assaulted or murdered by these stalkers, we’ll have definite evidence that the stalkers were, in fact, stalking them? I bet millions of women file fake stalking claims all the fucking time, honestly. It’s right up there with false rape…

Nevermind being stalked when you’re not famous... the cops are even less likely to take you seriously.

Speaking of shocking age news, Leonardo DiCaprio hooked up with a 30-year-old.

Damn. I want Prince’s photo on MY passport.