This was one of my cats this morning at 5:15. She had a petting deficiency that needed to be remedied immediately and seemed undaunted by my futile attempts to sleep.

Oh, I used to have a black and white kitty much like Cora. I loved his pink nose and pink paw pads.

Here’s my “big-boned” black cat:

Mr. eejm had amnesia as well, but thankfully wasn’t in a coma. He got punched (long, weird as to what happened), got out of the situation, then apparently repeatedly asked the friend he was with what had just happened. The friend took him to the hospital where he spent the night. Mr. eejm has flashes of a nurse…

I went there for the first time at sixteen and thought, "Eh, it was kind of fun." I returned at 36 and can say with confidence that I don't understand the appeal of the place for adults. More power to those who love it, but said love baffles me.

I’m still curious as to what she made with the items she bought and if it was in any way filling or tasty. Whatever the case, I’m sure all of her food tasted heavily of limes.

I used to work with a really cool British guy born in Spain to a diplomatic family in the 1930s. He was evidently a really fussy baby, but his parents hired a nanny who was able to calm him down right away. His parents thought she was amazing...until they found out she was putting opium in his bottle.

Damn skippy. Then we’ll both get plenty of Junior Mints.

YES. YES TO ALL OF THIS.

Didn’t Ang Lee already make that film?

While Nicholas Sparks isn’t my cup of tea, going to the movies solo rocks. There’s no bickering about what to see, and I can hog all the Junior Mints.

I'd like to hear more about Jackie Gleason's 4.5 hour face lift.

Does anyone else remember that scene in Behind the Candelabra when Matt Damon's character expresses to Scott Bakula's character that he can't believe so many little old ladies love a gay celeb? Scott Bakula's character tells him that said little old ladies don't realize Liberace is gay, to which Matt Damon's character…

I’m trying not to imagine the garbage can in the room after the night was over. Eeegh.

It's funny how Ken and Harry sort of switched places. Ken made all sorts of crude remarks about the women in the office and even caught one of the secretaries to look at her panties in the first or second season, while Harry seemed much sweeter and devoted to his wife. Now Ken is married with a child and seems quite…

I don't think we know. We last saw him right after he was fired. He was calling his mom near where several male prostitutes/cruisers were hanging out, so I think we're to assume he took comfort with one of them. Sal directed the Bye Bye Birdie Patio commercial and found that he really enjoyed it, so I guessed he got…

Because it needs to be said: I want to see Sal again. It likely won't happen, but I still want to see him.

Megan's sister seemed to me a newer version of Peggy's sister (Annette?) - both towed the line, lived the life expected of them, and continued to defend that way of life, but both are pissed that playing by the rules only brought them unhappiness.

I kind of liked Harry at the beginning of the show. He really seemed to love his wife, and felt genuinely guilty after sleeping with one of the secretaries in the first or second season. I liked that he was one of the only employees who saw the value of television and even created a job and later a department for…

He is, and he’s been around forever. He was even in the original Poltergeist.