Whoo-boy! The best advice I can offer is what I’ve always told my daughter: Never get yourself into a situation that you can’t get out of at a moment’s notice. Buy the guy a coffee table or whatever to work on or, if he’s too adorable, go work at his place.

All I can tell you is that my sister has gone bat-shit crazy in the past few months, about everything in her life, so I can understand. You’re definitely not alone!

It is definitely not the last person you’d imagine; the best I can do for you is to suggest, merely suggest, that it was 35-40 years ago, and I don’t want to Google her. I was trying to think what I was doing at that time in my life, and I think that’s about right. But my husband and I always laugh about how we think…

As I was reading your comment, I was thinking, “Well, at least I was never cheek-to-jowl with any politicians, so I can’t speak to that,” but then I remembered that I was! I’d forgotten all about him!  

Agree. Way back in the day, I worked for a very rich person and came to know other very rich people, society people, entertainment people (not Jerry-Nederland-level people, but I was hit-on by a fetid, disgusting Bernie Cornfeld once and did watch a hugely popular/successful country music star at the time, sitting in…

There was a song back in the late ‘60s by a group (Four Jacks and a Jill) called “Master Jack.” It’s about a young lady very thoughtfully removing herself from the grip of a narcissist. I know, it’s weird.

Rich’s also bore the closest resemblance to Kate McKinnon’s impression on SNL. It’s eerie, really. Or maybe I’m thinking of Jeff Sessions? I don’t know; all southerners look the same to me. (Also agree that he was robbed.)

Right around the time my daughter was 4 and we three would go out for a meal or shopping or whatever, my mother started telling her, “Oh, you’re such a good girl for being so well-behaved!”  I don’t even want to go into what kind of a riot-act I read her whenever she’d say that. However, I can say that I released 4-5…

Linda Goodman wrote that a Libra’s go-to phrase is, “Well, on the other hand...” It’s scary how many times I find myself saying that.

You and me and Charlie Brown!

Oh! That’s one of the things I forgot: I’ve found them to be so, so charming, so charming that they reel a person in, and then things start to go south. Then again, I’m a Libra and obnoxiously prone to get everyone’s side of the story, so maybe it’s just that I attract weird people. I am the common denominator in this…

Yep. It was a very odd and very weird time.

Nobody’s mentioned Aquarians yet. I swear to god that almost every person I’ve ever met with whom I’ve had time to interact superficially and about whom I’ve said, “Geez, that’s one weird person right there” has turned out to be an Aquarius. No specifics that I can think of off-hand, not scary, just very odd and very w…

Ativan. Hands down, Ativan. It’s the only thing I’ve ever taken that has NOT caused me to keep thinking, “OK, when’s it going to kick in? Now? Anything yet? Now?” Bearing in mind that it’s only my experience, but I’d take one, get busy with something, anything, and in about 20 minutes, I’d realize that I felt…

Why hasn’t she done something about her hair? Jaysus, she’s almost 50! Or is that a wrong thing to say?

I wonder if anyone else finds it ironic that we’re getting a lesson in grammar/diagramming a sentence from a writer at Jezebel.

Are you in my head?

If those are the only Holly Hunter films you know, you need to see The Piano. Anna Paquin won her Best Supporting Actress for that, too. And there’s Harvey Keitel’s dong, which can be either a plus or a minus, it all depends.

You should catch Notes on a Scandal if you haven’t already. “One learns one’s scale...”  Dame Judi is spectacularly evil!

That’s the thing that’s so off-putting to me: Find out what your guest is afraid of and then scare the daylights out of them with that thing.