Eh, Coulter’s too erratic for veteran minimum. And too true about Lahren—can’t connect two brain cells, let alone identify an actual “field” much less possess field awareness. Does Kelly *have* other discernable talents/skill sets, though?

Trade her to Twitter in exchange for a draft pick, or someone worthy who is currently in the minors. She needs to be benched to join her fellow blond, conservative counterparts (Coulter, Lahren, etc).

Yes, and I enjoy watching the fan base in particular eat shit—even though watching the Huskers during college football season is what my family does. My mom’s health isn’t great right now, but we bonded over how terrible the team looked on Saturday. Although I’m surprised the game didn’t kill her outright (only…

That you, Jim Tomsula?  ;)

Nice photo juxtaposition. He has Frank’s eyes, forehead, and virtually identical smile lines that will fill in as he ages. Have never been able to unsee this, and this is a huge compliment. I know, obvious comment is obvious but still.

No lie—I think of him as a long-lost Gorka spawn. Level of cravenness is about equal. Although level of revulsion for almost killing a woman because he couldn’t fucking handle a pregnancy—Christ on an ass.

Ha! Well done, and this is a laugh I needed today.

He totally does, and I forgot about this! Went to undergrad in Iowa, and I didn’t have the biggest tits in the lecture hall.....but a classmate of mine did, who spoke with him after presentation. The eyes tracking. Good god. The memory. The horror.

Great piece, by the way. For places like Yellowstone, I highly recommend going before peak tourist season starts. Went with a gaggle of friends the week before Memorial Day this year, and it was fantastic. Saw a greater range of wildlife than previous trips in late summer/early fall. Male wildlife displayed their…

Needs many, many more stars. Because it’s the fucking truth.

OK—I regret there’s only one star I can give. 

I’m happy that she had those moments of late lucidity/clarity, but oh god this hurts at the moment since I’m unexpectedly at home this week because my mother has vascular dementia and suffered a particularly bad stroke and we’re having palliative care and funeral details discussions—although all of that was outlined a…

Her aesthetic choices make blow-up dolls look like supermodels. I don’t care about her age. Her taste in men ranks her far, far lower in my estimation of her as a human being. What’s in her head matters a lot more than how she looks. Christ.

I’m personally pulling for this one. Also putting odds that the polonium will be placed in ketchup, or smeared across his phone’s touch screen.

Pardon me—or any other person—for not being able to distinguish Foster Friess from all the other old white men (including those currently in Congress) and women who have joked about aspirin/knees shut as the most effective means of birth control. They’re more than a dime a dozen in this country.

Oh please—it’s like him singing along with anything. He doesn’t know the words. I guarantee he’s tone deaf, and not in a teachable way.

Aretha is everything he isn’t. She stood, sang, acted for justice. She was profoundly talented, worked her butt off. Compassionate. She fucking lived her life. Truly understood everything she sang. And it’s a crying shame that he’s still on the earth breathing, surrounded by other men and women who possess small,…

And that, my friend, is the appropriate response. Cheers!

They (Kansans) were bitching about Californians when I left (hallelujah, but I miss the sky) the state back in the ‘90s. Which was kinda humorous in its own right. I suspect they somehow wanted to one-up Colorado residents bitching about Californians.

Depends on the day.