That’s funny, I don’t care who you are.

And the Bible, I believe

I love sherry but I love Scotch more, hence the star.

I’m sorry, that might have been me. Honestly, it’s engrained in me at this point. My mother was grabbing my hand whenever I crossed the street when I was 50 and she was 80 and BLIND. Now I do it too.

When my niece was 4 or so, every time she came into the house, she would look at my smooshy greyhound Ozzie (asleep on the sofa, of course) and say, “Him so sad! Him need a cookie!” Somehow, that always worked out to be cookies for TWO.

Agreed. Perhaps The General occasionally takes it out for a run, which could explain Trump’s continued existence.

I think that, in the last sentence, you mean to say “...in their hearts,” unless you believe that Trump and The General have but a single heart between them—in which case, carry on.

I have made Bloody Marys that were undrinkable because of the layer of horseradish floating at the bottom and yet I have never thought to put some on a baked potato. Dinner tonight!

Yeah, I find this totally confusing. At some level, the person must know that being racist is a bad thing, since s/he is embarrassed by being called racist, but the idea of just NOT ACTING LIKE A RACIST is like a bridge too far or something.

Can you treat yourself to something today? Personally, I went directly for the big bag of barbecue potato chips, something I would never let myself have.

Newark, man. Newark FTW.

Oh. My. GODFREY. This man is from the fucking Florida Panhandle and he is dissing Haiti? He ought to step out his front door and take a look around.

Oh, we use those little stovetop Mokas—seriously, I have them in 4 different sizes—and he ships us the Goppion coffee.

My brother-in-law is from the Veneto and he has changed the way my family drinks coffee. Goppion for the win!

(Sorry, Cherith, here I go again) I grew up in Fla in the 60s and we used to fish for these things in the intercoastal. After we caught them, we would throw them back in and they would float away on the top of the water.

Heh, I learned the Krazy Glue hack from my sister-in-law, an ER doctor. My greyhound had gotten his ear caught in one of his toys—don’t ask—and it would not stop bleeding. She very calmly applied a few drops of glue to his ear and problem SOLVED!

Yeah, I don’t think bring trans disqualifies you for any office but it’s not like it QUALIFIES you either.

This is the Oprah thing all over again. I like her, I agree with many of her opinions but I am not voting for anyone who has NO experience in the sector.

I am pretty sure it’s because we were all girls and couldn’t be expected to handle the rigor of a spit polish. :-)

Many of Emily Dickinson’s poems can be sung to the “I’d like to buy the world a Coke” jingle.