I have a bunch of weird ones. My parents started chatting with Jamie Lee Curtis in Paris when we were all at a museum that was closed due to strike.

I would like to volunteer to be part of their entourage. I could provide backstage therapy puppy.

Kind of a dick. I was so routing for the puppy when he finally got some. I always feel bad when I give my dog peanut butter in a normal fashion because he's smacking his chops for days it seems.

No, of course not. Haven't you seen those Facebook posts? It's only a law that applies to you if you sign up for it. If you don't sign up for it, it doesn't exist. So Anne is definitely not going to be responsible for its manifestation.

No kidding. Removing his blog from my Google Reader was the best.

With that type of response, you know someone is going to say:

Tallest Man on Earth is awesome.

Vaseline.

You guys. I went out tonight. And, just no, I'm to old for this shit.

God, oddly enough, I had the biggest issue with the sleeveless dresses. It was just weird.

Actually, Ms. Former Anne of Green Gables as Queen Katherine popped out at me.

She's going to regret this screen grab.

I'm gonna brag - I make a mean Marionberry pie. There have been fork fights over the last bite at Thanksgiving dinners. I am so glad that Target sells frozen Marionberries everywhere so I can get them these days.

I love healthy smoothie stuff, sandwich stuff sans bread (what is the the peanut butter and jelly going on?) and then - CHEETOS.

From reading the article yesterday, it was the DA that dropped it (because of he said there was conflicting evidence), so I think the sheriff actually did his job well. They collected evidence, got warrants, and conducted interviews, then presented the evidence.

RETTA! RETTA! RETTA!

I love you for using "Hippity-hop," mainly because that's the name of my hip-hop playlist on my iPod.

have many favorite desserts. King Cake is a love of mine. And I recently tried out Baked's recipe for Mississipi Mud Cake, and oh, my god, it was delicious. If you bake, really you should own/Google all of Baked's recipes. Never tried one that people didn't beg me to make again.

I'm pretty good at recognizing the dream when they get crazy and scary and can usually wake myself up. The last one I started panicking in the dream, recognize the color of the sky was wrong, and told myself it was a dream and I just needed to wake myself and everything would be fine. But waking myself up to get out…

More like just not hear about the constant drama anymore and not provide financial support since he's mooching off of her. It's just a shitty situation.