Hurricanes don’t affect Dallas that much — it’s pretty far from the coast. We do get some thunderstorms and severe weather. But I lived in Houston during Hurricane Alicia. THAT is something I have never experienced in Dallas.

And she went to Texas Woman’s University, one of the few Texas public schools with a mission that is explicitly feminist. But, you know, her pageant talent is dancing in her bestie’s farts.

Poor rich white people in Big D. Slaving over those checkbooks, getting calluses writing big checks to the unwashed poors.

This.

Saw this movie in the theater and still not sorry about it.

No. My dad is a really prim engineer type and my mom pretty much runs the show.

The tailgaters were more frightening to me than the students. And those dudes squicked me out.

Have you seen the prank going around social media? It’s a video where two guys get on a crowded escalator and slide their hand over a man riding the opposite escalator. Then the pranksters look longingly into the guy’s eyes.

My dad once told me there was no such thing as marital rape. I asked him if he’d press charges if his best friend cleaned out his bank account. My dad said of course he would. I told him that it couldn’t be theft, because of the longtime relationship and trust between him and the hypothetically thieving best friend.

If you want to get utterly depressed, go to the website for This American Life and listen to “The Anatomy of Doubt.”

It’s been a while since I went to an LSU football game. But the last time I went to one, the men were beyond disgusting in their aggressive sexualized threats. I don’t know what shocked me more, the vulgarity of their general deportment, or the way men my grandfather’s age carried on with offensive sexual gestures,…

Agreed. Want to be in my relationship until one (or both, I guess, though that would be weird?) of us kicks it.

I think all the guys are in love with Kathryn. But Whitney seems like Single White Female with a target lock on TRav.

She snipes, drunkenly, from a frozen mask of a botoxed brow. I expect her to die on the show, but that her death won’t be discovered until her manservant finds her, tray full of sad, useless mimosas.

Whitney is probably a sociopath.

At age 30, these rich white kids are already drunk and sullen. It’s unreal.

And under the crazysauce is a woman who really listened to the father of her child, tried to do what he wanted, and he still sniped that she wasn’t as good as his mama. God, I hate Thomas Ravnel. He did nothing to meet Kathryn in the middle. Nothing. She moves into his house, learns to cook (grudgingly) and buys “50…

I also loathe Patricia. Always drunk, always catty and without any redeeming qualities. And her adult son who seems obsessed with TRav. A fortysomething man in a bad band called renob (BONER SPELLED BACKWARD! HOW DROLE!)

I loathe TRav. He is the avatar of the white republican guy who gets away with shit that he and his ilk claim is ghetto or just plain black if poor people do it. His campaign for office after serving time for a felony made me stabby.

LOL! The bap and doooiiiiing sound effects when the monkey boops the tigers on the head....