The Coola stuff? I didn’t like it, but then again, I despise pretty much every sunscreen product intended for the face. I just hate the way it makes my skin feel. I think I’m going to give powder a shot next. Same with foundation. I’m 45, and in my entire life, the only all-over face products I’ve been able to use…

The MAC store’s line was bonkers. Like probably three hundred people! I wasn’t actually going there, but I saw the line because it was across the mall from Sephora, where I picked up some face wipes and a Givenchy point perk lipstick. And then I realized I forgot to have them scan my Play Pass, so I ended up going to…

Huh. As someone who lives in a city where one of the biggest tourist attractions is a doughnut shop, I was expecting this to go in a very different direction.

Something that is throwing me a bit: The samples weren’t in the song itself, at least not on the version of Lemonade I have. They’re only on the video. I’m not sure about the radio single, though, because I rarely listen to the radio. As far as the $20 million goes, they’re probably also considering money from HBO for…

Probably because Big Freedia is in it, too, and in close proximity time-wise. The part about not coming to play with you hos, right after Messy Mya’s bit? That’s Big Freedia.

This thing looks utterly unwatchable. And I say this as someone who actually watched Pixels and thought, “Huh, that actually wasn’t as horrible as I was expecting.” OTOH, I was high as hell. This thing doesn’t look watchable even while stoned.

The world is a shitfire. I offer this as an antidote:

It doesn’t die. It just goes into hibernation. It sheds its skin, and the skin becomes a clown costume, waiting for an idiot real estate agent to mistake it for a costume and wear it to their kid’s birthday party, and then it takes over the real estate agent’s body so it can eat children.

Nah, a giant Raggedy Ann doll. Hollywood lied to you.

I have to address those Instagram comments/hashtags. *Of course* it’s not haunted. Everyone knows clowns are demons. Totally different from ghosts. Duh.

Aaahhh, this Trader Joe’s product is relevant to my interests! Thank you!

“Also, they show up at the break of dawn and want to come into your house!”

Nah, it’s actually because I usually forget Justin even *exists*. I never mix up or forget about the Hemsworths, the Baldwins, the Penns, the Bridges, the Wilsons, or members of pretty much any other industry family. Just these two guys.

Oh, absolutely. And so many details have been confirmed as true that I can’t believe it as a whole singular document isn’t real.

I think 45 has MASSIVE loans from Russians, and he’s having problems paying the vig, so he’s being told that if he toes the line now, he won’t get fucked over. And it’s not just him. I will also point to Maddow’s recent (last night?) examination of Manafort owing somewhere between ten and seventeen million dollars to…

I keep getting him mixed up with Louis Theroux, aka the only Theroux I care about. His Scientology movie was *fascinating*. And I read/watch/listen to everything about Scientology I can get ahold of.

Isn’t it a weird relief to find someone else? Oddly, I have a lot of fairly common food sensitivities (can’t digest beef, a lot of stuff gives me headaches, that sort of thing that aren’t true *allergies*), but avocado is an actual hives-inducing allergy. And it doesn’t matter whether I eat it or use it on my skin. I…

No, because you pour just enough soda on it to cover the top and seal it off from air, and then you pour it back off before serving. You don’t mix it in.

He has two teenaged boys who love citrus and consider any food in the house to be fair game, so, yeah, basically.

He says that it replaces the oxygen (the reason avocados turn brown) with carbon dioxide. I can’t eat it at all (avocado allergy), so I just kind of nod and try to decide what movie to watch when I get home whenever he starts talking about guacamole.