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Wait, what?

“I voted for Clinton but regret it because someone who works for her used to be married to someone who texted a picture of his junk to my teenaged daughter and she maybe checked her email once on her husband’s computer. Hillary didn’t know anything about any of this until last week, and she has never mentioned my

The 538 polling average had her at 7 points ahead, which is now down to 4. Her numbers haven’t really dropped, it’s that Trump’s numbers have been rising as he picks up Johnson voters, and that was happening before the Comey issue. I think there’s good reason to believe that the media is overhyping the extent to which

That poll was an outlier. Now the same poll has Trump by 1. Average is Clinton by 5 points.

Hillary was twelve points (!) ahead of the orange buffoon before this Weiner laptop mess dragged her back down. I honestly hope Weiner goes to jail now. Christ! I always thought it was Bill Clinton’s weiner that would get Hillary in trouble, not Anthony’s!

The teen’s father told Buzzfeed he’d voted early for Clinton but regretted it, adding, “With the recent developments with my daughter, I can say that I would likely not have voted for either of these clowns if I had it to do over again.”

The thing is, if you live in another country long enough, you subconsciously start to mimic the intonation and phrasing of the people where you are. A lot of people think it’s an affectation but it’s just a thing your ear does. It happened to me when I lived in England for a while - my American friends and family

I can’t knock Lilo because I definitely started speaking with a weird British affect for a day or two after I binged the first two seasons of Skins.

I was born in the former Soviet Union, grew up in Australia, then moved to NYC at a young age, followed by the last 16 years in Los Angeles. Once was flown out to test for SNL and studied with renowned dialect teacher who taught Al Pacino who told me I could do anything (I don’t really perform anymore but that’s

Someone painted, “pumpkin spice is people” outside my starbucks.

That cup reminds me of something out of Dante’s Inferno. I don’t like it.

At least we don’t have to initiate a conversation with the barista about race

Stephen Fry went to one of those on his trip through America series that I can’t remember the name of.

Michael and Boomer Phelps

Trying pose my son in his first Halloween costume, and he was not happy. That it is out of focus, makes this photo even better. I call this his dejected pumpkin costume.

Reverse mermaid

My hair is still all sorts of tangled today.

There are a couple of “body farms” in America that are used to train forensic anthropologists. The stick the dead people out in various conditions for varying lengths of time so the students will have a better understand of what they’re looking at.

TBH, it’s probably from Atlas Shrugged/Ayn Rand, which is worse.

According to an update from the Post, he also sent her “the location of a lecture he thought she might like,” and, a few days last, “a picture of a Belgian ale he thought she’d enjoy.”