Oh my god! "The Witch of Black Pond," I have loved that book since forever (even with my rep as a hardcore book snob), even better is that since moving back to my home town, if I go to the library I can still get my hands on the copy of it I first read when I was a youngster.

Pho sho! (bad pun intended) One of the few good things about that mall I work at is the Pho-licious in the food court. Yes, it is only a reasonable facsimile of Vietnamese food, but it beats the hell out of the rest of the mall rat options, and it doesn't make me late getting back from my break on the days I space on…

I like how you think my friend.

If I had the disposable income kicking around I would do this in a heart beat.

What I don't like about this "trend" is that some women see it as an opportunity to get all judgy on each other. I usually wear makeup, and often quite a bit, that does not make me any less of a credit to womankind than a woman who goes barefaced everyday. Perhaps if the various factions of contemporary feminism could…

THANK YOU!!!!!!!! I was going to say basically the same thing, but after a wicked long day at my job in the cosmetics industry, I lack the energy for being eloquent. Basically, my philosophy is wear makeup or don't wear makeup, whatever blows your skirt up.

Thank god I am not the only one out there thinking this.

Yes, he is . . . now if the third party candidate whop keeps screwing elections up would just realize that he is never going to win and drop out, we could get rid of this yahoo. Rep. Mike Michaud for governor all the way.

They like trying to cross the highway too, I drive through suburban Mass to get to work, and sometimes there are turkey carcasses littering the route. I think they are in a conspiracy with the deer that reside pretty much on the ramp I take to the highway on my way home, and wander out in to traffic all the time.

Nah, Vermont is the Oregon of the Northeast, but up-Maine and Northcountry NH are tied for title of south of the north.

I think it is something like the ambergris they used to harvest from whales back in the day. I live in Maine and sometimes when one is trying to ignore the mushroom foragers, little bits of info sink in. Same thing happens when you are around the ever present NASCAR fans and fly fishermen in the area.

Man, can we ever make news in Maine for anything that is at least not a tad bit absurd. I mean, this is wicked cute, but certainly doesn't do anything to ease our false rep as the south of the north. On another note, even though I live in one of the southern most and most populated areas of the state, porcupines are…

My 4 year old nephew is obsessed with Tinkerbell, so being the auntie that makes sure that he doesn't feel pressure to not love fairies because he is a boy (guess who bought him his first pair of wings?), and gender norms are bad for all of us, is finally going to come in real handy. "Pirate Fairy" marathon every time…

Sleep soul mates right here! I will go to bed at 8pm if I have to to get my 6-8 hours in. It can be a challenge with my wacky retail schedule and icky commute, but getting adequate sleep is probably the only reason I am not in prison for causing someone grievous injury. Without sleep, I behave like a woman possessed.

I blame Mark Gatiss, aka Mycroft Holmes. Don't get me wrong, I like him just fine as an actor, he does well against Cumberbatch, and was actually quite good in the recent production of "Coriolanus" with Tom Hiddleston, for a couple of recent examples, I just wish he would stick with acting, because I find the less I…

I have gained knowledge of the if -I-told-you-how-I-knew-it-I'd-have-to-kill-you-way that Pharell's magical secret is that he is a Kiehl's user.

Extreme PBS nerd here, they usually let you stream almost everything for a while after it airs, let you do past season catch-ups when a new one is coming for things like Downton and Sherlock, seemingly endless episodes of Antiques Roadshow and have a pretty decent archive of available stuff to watch . . . I have the…

The blood just rushed from my brain to my nether regions, leaving me stumped as to how to convey my deep gratitude for your sharing of this image. No. Words.