May I humbly submit this magnificent piece of gossip whatever-this-is:

You know, that’s not really a crazy price for what and where it is. There’s a 3 level townhouse near me in Toronto that’s avail for 2.2 million, and that’s Canadian!

My father, who is 78 and a Bill Buckley-style Republican, gets his coffee at a shop with a trans man working the register. My dad manages to call this man by his (masculine) name or “Sir” every morning. He has said he, “doesn’t really get it” but then he shrugs because why would he care? What’s it to him or Vlaming…

I would LOVE separate master bedrooms. I want my own space that I can decorate as I choose. But yeah I can see how just even living in the same house is overrated. At least I’d only have to fight with myself regarding chores and bills and not someone else. Ah Freedom!

Ugh, I absolutely do not sleep well with someone else in the bed. For a nap it’s ok, but I never sleep through the night with someone else.

Actually being in a relationship but having my own place is my ideal!

I remembered two more episodes from that party.

Ok, so this is just a weird story, and it’s funny now, but at the time (5years ago?)it was all kinds of wtf. My husband works in logistics and runs a huge warehouse full of fancy electronics. Contracts with the armed forces, schools, etc. They throw an annual holiday party, and go heavy on the drinks- open bar. I…

I worked at a company for 7 years, and we usually had holiday parties, but sometimes they were holiday/release parties and those were off the hook. Open bars, great food, dancing, music, etc. They were always exceptionally well done.

There was the occasional “oh it’s awkward” moments - but one year I was sitting there…

This is not really embarrassing but it was a holiday party challenge for me and may provide some seasonal cheer.

This story isn’t so much disastrous as it is petty, and full of intricate white-people neighborhood relation nonsense.

That seal looks so damn happy, that I can only think of that Family Guy ear sex episode. Whatever floats your boat, little seal/eel.

It does feel like a false equivalent. I would think the more appropriate comparison would be to a less-stylized female artist. Like maybe a Nora Jones or something? I can’t think of anything she has worn ever, which is right on par with Ed. I think their musical/performance styles, while not identical, are more…

I’m...honestly befuddled by this Sheeran thing.  No, not his success but this whole thing over him dressing the same way he always does for a show while Beyonce dresses the same way she always does for a show. Yes, yes, there’s a good conversation to be had about expectations for women versus men when it comes to…

I work for an org that works closely with her office and can confirm, Mrs. Bush is absolutely a lovely woman. I would KILL for my work to align with a time she is visiting Mrs. Obama! #dreamgalentinesday

I love that Hillary doesn’t give 2 f’s about decorum and why should she?

Cool!

I’m no Bush fan, not by a long shot, but two delightful observations: Historian Jon Meacham’s entire eulogy (GHWBush requested Meacham give the eulogy, and clearly entrusted him with this specific wordsmithing) was carefully crafted to shade Trump in every sentence. Never mentioning Trump by name, every word referred…

Velveeta and farts. He’s human dickcheese.

What do you think Trump smells like?