Aw! Thank you!

Because *he* thought I was awesome. Duh…

Why wouldn't he hug me? I'm awesome.

Gary Oldman hugged me once and he smelled like cappuccino and cigarettes. That was a good day.

Franco is trashed for being smug. And taking horrible selfies.

You should come to my house for Thanksgiving dinner then!

I actually quite like it and was not expecting to. And kids *are* sticky dicks.

I also saw Richard III and did not love it, but that was a function of both the play (which I have always felt works better on the page or abridged - because some of that shiz is tedious and I say that as someone who loves me some Shakespeare) and the direction and less his choices within that framework.

Can't wait for this. In love with Lewis and Rylance's Olivia was the most wonderful acting ever. And I am not being hyperbolic. Best. EVER.

It all goes back to something we all learned in kindergarten: just because you *can* say something doesn't mean you should. Of course, if everyone listened to that, there would be no reddit. Or really, most of the internet.

So clean. He's clean all up in there. (I may or may not do a post shower dance myself.)

On which note, it's nice that if a dental hygienist is going to own a building, it's far enough out in Queens that she can walk to Flushing Meadows. By which I mean, if the sitcom gods are giving her a building…not that dental hygienists can't own buildings.

And all of us who used to live in Astoria but got priced out have now moved to Woodside, Jackson Heights and Elmhurst. Or Bushwick.

That damn countdown clock doesn't seem to have led to anything. Unhappy Ending.

Hmm, interesting point. I mean, I can kinda guess what Carol was like post-apocalypse with all her rule abiding and pillow-bedazzling. But Melissa's way to cope with the end of the world is to go to Starbucks and misspell her name. That's her replacement for human connection….which suggests to me that maybe she didn't…

Exactly, my mother is half-Jewish. I'm…well, nothing, but I think I am supposed to be Catholic. Or Presbyterian. I dunno, we switched churches depending on which grandparent was visiting.

It is a really real thing. 7 wickets.

Sam was actually on before him. She's actually the longest running correspondent.

Aussie! Aussie! Aussie! Oi! Oi! Oi!

You shut your whore mouth.