In "Of Courseland".

Even in my hardest-drinking and most promiscuous days (all of which are long behind me) no way would I go down this road. And that's saying something, because I was Slutty McDrunkerson.

But if some DJ and a club full of guys told ME to do this? I'd be like: "NO. FUCK YOU. And just for suggesting it, Ima drink…

I don't get the special trip to the car for the "light bulb dropoff". You're halfway through your shift. It's lunchtime. Leave the light bulbs on/under your desk and go to lunch! You can take the bulbs when you leave.

Also—he told the cops his excuse was he "fell asleep"!? Excuse for what? When?

I met my partner of 21 years at a job (movie theater). I was 16 and he had just turned 19 the week before. I was a junior in high school, he was a sophomore in college. I SWEAR TO GOD within one minute of talking to him I knew he was the one. We quickly became best friends.

After 5 years of friendship we said…

I fell asleep. Literally.

See my post—-San Francisco proper even better! $10.50/hr baby!

I've waited tables/tended bar forever. From school days up till last year to fill in slow periods in my "real job" California doesn't have a waiter wage. And San Francisco specifically, has a higher min wage than the rest of the state.

So at my last restaurant job (last year) in SF, I was making $10.50/HOUR as my…

Happy ending to scary story.

Side note: I'm as gay as they get. But would do the jogger. Totally.

My partner and I are such peas-in-a-pod it's crazy. We each refer to the other one as "The Other One". Literally.

And so do our mutual friends. e.g.: If someone sees one of us out and about by ourselves they will ask "where is the other one?"

Don't say Rosebud. <Fingers in ears.> Don't say Rosebud. <Fingers in ears.> Don't say Rosebud. <Fingers in ears.> Don't say Rosebud. <Fingers in ears.> Don't say Rosebud. <Fingers in ears.>

One of the best shows ever (says this card-carrying, theater- loving, former-actor-being homosexual). This news is some CRAP.

And "reimagining"? FUCK reimagining. Leave quality art the fuck alone.

So much this. One example off the top of my head: 15+ years ago, bribes to traffic cops in Mexico City were through the roof! For a 2 year period, the police force replaced every last male cop on the traffic beat with a female officer.

Actual bribes almost immediately dipped to zero. Attempted bribes went down 95%.

You gotta be a special kind of stupid to think Prince Fucking Harry is going to be looking for a girlfriend on Reality Fucking Television.

First: I'm sure. Second: Like the Queen would go for that in a million years.

Get it together, ladies. Holy Christmas.

#BornWithIt

PS: I need new episodes of OITNB to air 365 days/year. Mkay thanks.

Great smile + great skin = yes, please. All the rest = BONUS!

It's too much.

This because dogs

Cats only sweet. Only lick-lick.
No drag children away. Only nice.
No police and no kill kitty. Only love.

Uh-oh. Now you've gone and done it.

Not for nothing, but: Both my suburban apartment and my family home/workplace (one in the same) in San Francisco are decorated MUCH more simply and beautifully.

I love Miss Parton more than life itself. But these pictures are so disappointing and they make me sad deep in my heart.