My prize possession is a childhood photo where I am on a leash, and the dog is not.

She’s well known to be a real piece of work. They probably got along fantastically. 

Long before I had any idea what an evil wingnut this woman was - my aunt gave me her diet book...

Loved Tequila Sunrise. Bums me out that Raul Julia died young and this asshole is still walking around with virtually no consequences for his behavior.

Bill Hader is funny, and funny is god damned hot. 

It’s an epidemic. I’m an “outsider” to the convo (childless), but I’m watching the women in my life really struggle because toxic masculine bullshit has them virtually parenting alone.

My brother in law will let his kid leak shit on the floor and scream at his (busy with the other kid) wife rather than change a diaper.

One of my favorite (though somewhat problematic) bloggers bought a picture at Cassandra Peterson’s garage sale. It was the little boy on the moon that was on all the Neverland ranch stuff, and on the back of it was Patti Reagan’s acting resume. He took it to an autograph signing, and Cassandra told him that the…

I said down thread that Carrie Fisher was the hardest for me. That woman was amazing in so many ways.

Came here to say this. Losing Carrie Fisher was devestating to me. Her humor, her grace in the face of incredible mental illness made such a difference to me. I still miss her.

My dad knew the owner of the KFC I applied at, and without provocation, “put in a good word”. The manager was so pissed the owners forced me on her, she flat out tortured me.

Not mine - my friend's. We always said it looked like a floor vent cover from an old house. 

My friend and I took her 30 year old van to Yellowstone about five years ago. Bitch made a point of saying “We’re adults now, if something happens, we have a credit card.”

I grew up in a vet clinic, so it takes a bit to phase me too lol

My mom lives in rural west buttfuck. The single eatery is a mess of 1970's carpet and mangy mounted animal heads. The last time I ate there, the owner's cat came to the table to visit. Which, to be honest really didn't bug me. The weasel in her mouth put me off my mozza sticks, though. 

ahhh.... that explains it.  Has she got her #wexit tattoo yet?

had my latest niece been a nephew; the name was to be Brux. all I could think of was the posters in the dentist’s offices for Bruxism. 

I read both Todd’s book and the new bio that Brian and Billie Lourd publicly disavowed, and I just came away loving her more. 

Looks like it was Tampax’s turn to decorate the mall window. 

I just finished “Confidential Confidential” a book about - Confidential and how it’s existence paved the way for the enquirer et al.  Very interesting read that pairs well with this piece.