The plan where I work is massively bait-and-switchy. The paperwork says x and y are eligible, but when you submit it for reimbursement it’s rejected as ineligible. Or what’s eligible by the vendors’ list is ineligible on the company’s list. I bailed after one year, because the tax savings were eaten up by what I…

Criminal prosecution to keep ‘undeservings’ out of elite schools is some first-rate capitalist gatekeeping. 

Hmm. I had a cop show up at my door one afternoon claiming that somebody had called 911 from my number. I lived alone and made no such call. He wanted to come in to ‘make sure’ and I refused to let him in. Boy, I have never once regretted that.

He wanted to take away Ailes’s golden girl to have as his own.

Don’t worry about the pee tape being real. Worry that you might/might not get to see it. I mean, if you need to see it/not see it.

Anybody who ever got a look at my mom’s surly Siamese and her baleful glare at me whenever I visited would dismiss ‘they don’t communicate with their faces’ right out of hand.

I have always said: If you want to get to the bottom of the mountain...stay there. (That’s where the cocktails are anyway!)

One of my fondest memories is the time I happened on a Scabby at the moment of inflation. Seeing that thing come alive made my own life worth living.

Pretty sure he punched her *because* she was smaller than him.

I wonder if she might have been amenorrheaic, which might have been why nobody noticed periods stopping. (Of course, this is a generous impulse of mine, to imagine a possible explanation for what is more likely people being wretched.)

Looking at the header photo, I find myself thinking of Alicia Machado, the beauty queen Trump so maligned for a weight gain. I'm thinking she's laughing now!

There’s an anecdote from Al Franken, when he was in the Senate. He’d go to committee meetings, and few Rs would be there. He wrote that off to them wanting to obstruct Obama. After the Rs took the majority, still, few Rs would show up for meetings. It’s then it dawned on him; they’re just lazy!

Psst! Don’t call it a tax! Call it a fee! Fees are great!

My mom had a similar bone structure, and although I wouldn’t have said she and Meryl were twinsies, during the last scenes of Florence Foster Jenkins, she looked so much like my mom did when she was at analogous part of her life, I couldn’t breathe for crying.

More like she fears the hammer of judgement that would come down on her (from family, peers, etc) if she didn’t, rather than wanting approval. Loss aversion is the much stronger motivator.

For all the dick drawing and dick pics out there in the world, we still can’t get full-frontal boy-junk (that’s not prosthetic) in film. 

I think Dauer comes off very badly in the piece. As you say, a vile predator. And a has-been. So what kind of a platform could it be, if it does him so few favors?

Oh, a bit of apple brandy in with the cider is lovely!

I’m grumbling here because KK’s breakout role was the bestie in Bend It Like Beckham. I mean.

TBH, I thought the photo at the top of this piece was Queer Eye’s Antoni, so I guess not?