George, will you be my Grandpa?

This is much too perfect. I hope it lives up to my ridiculously high expectations.

Watched part of Superbad the other day with my husband. The scene where Michael Cera sings ‘These Eyes’ never fails to make me laugh like a dumbass. That is all.

I don’t recall giving my employer any ‘proof’ of pregnancy. They saw my body get bigger and more bloated month after month. It wasn't like some internal condition you couldn't see from the outside.

Knuckle-nose Cruz would be a great name for a bottom-of-the-barrel, low-rent boxer. I like it!

I’m sorry to hear about your mom’s illness, but glad to hear she's doing well. My mother’s case was somewhat advanced when it was discovered and she had complications resulting from the surgery. She was also in her 70s and not in fabulous health otherwise. I believe she had symptoms for a long time, but didn't…

My mother used J & J Shower to Shower this way for years. She developed ovarian cancer. No idea if there's a link or how I would prove she even used it. She died 5 years ago.

Not exactly. They would sprinkle it in their underwear. It was supposed to control moisture and odor and promote ‘freshness.’

Angry? The only real villan in this story was Henrietta's no-good cheating husband, who likely gave her the HPV that lead to her cancer and ultimately, her death.

Thank you. So many pople here haven’t read the book, and don’t seem to have any understanding of what happened. The doctor at Johns Hopkins was not some villan in a lab coat waiting to take advantage of some poor, unsuspecting black woman. She received appropriate treatment at one of the best hospitals in the country.…

She’s not playing Henrietta Lacks. She’s playing her daughter, Deborah. That will actually be a much more interesting part to play. In the book, Deborah has some serious mental health issues and, while a sympathetic character in some ways, is very hard to like.

It does make me feel a little better that this ridiculously perfect family has the same trouble getting out the door as the rest of us.

I live in Louisville, and I’d so love a way to mess with these guys. Maybe get them to hire me with fake info, maybe send them a pic of me 20 years ago, then my fat, old, grumpy self can show up and make them explain why I can't do the job. Or I could spend my weekend drinking. Hmmm...

More than slightly chemically. It's awful, though a good sneeze of citrus does take the edge off a bit. Coke Zero is way better, though a bit of lemon or lime is welcome there too.

Jesus...can you imagine being that woman? That would be quite a mix of grief and rage.

Kara, I often find myself disagreeing with your viewpoints on a variety of subjects. But today, you’re spot-on. Today is stupid. I’m so sad that I wasn’t able to get tickets when he did four shows here in Louisville last year. I did see him once though, on the Purple Rain tour. I was 14 and went to the show with my…

I wonder if they'll open up Paisley Park to the public. I know parts of it have been opened for tours in the past, but it could definitely become a major tourist attraction. A Gen X Graceland.

You’re right...but nobody thinks a 57 yo will die from the flu. If that is, in fact what was going on. Maybe he had an underlying medical condition as well... I wonder if there will be an autopsy, but I can imagine him leaving something in his will that stipulates no autopsy no matter what the circumstances of death.

When I first heard this, I really hoped it was just some stupid internet rumor. What a shitty day.

Counterpoint...it’s an underappreciated Midwestern gem.