I’m a 35-year old dude. Mary Tyler Moore was perfect. The Dick Van Dyke Show made me have a crush on her, The Mary Tyler Moore show made me adore her. Mary Richards helped mold my view of women in general. She was funny, brave, and strong. For a myriad of reasons, she’s the most beautiful person to ever grace my…

Tim Daly in a bomber jacket in the sitcom “Wings” was my sexual awakening.

DC’s best sign:

Saw this on Instagram:

Oops, missed one:

Facing a 2020 lineup that apparently also includes fucking Mario Cuomo,

soooooooooo states rights until they’re doing something we don’t like?

I just, in a horrified way, remembered all the times my parents had to discuss “Christmas” when I was a kid. You have scarred me.

The day that kid cracks the code is the day Christmas will die for them...

One More Try changed me in ways I’m still trying to figure out. I was 10 when it came out. It was so much more complicated than the other music I heard on the radio at the time. My heart broke and ached in a grown up way that I couldn’t understand. I can’t understand how people dismiss George Michael as another “pop…

Princess Leia and Ripley were my brunette heroines in a vast sea of vapid 80's blondes. Anyone who can’t understand what they meant for girls of a certain generation can go jump in a lake.

Now if you excuse me, I’m going to go light candles for the continued health and safety of Sigourney Weaver and Betty White.

No. No, no, no, no, no. David Bowie hurt. So did George Michael. But damnit, this hits me right in my core. Star Wars was my childhood, and remain my very favorite movies to this day. It’s woven into my identity in a way that is reserved for only a handful of other books and movies.

I have run out of ways to say “fuck you” to this past year.

I’m just so grateful to have had a role-model who was smart and tough when I was a little girl growing up in the 80's.

Thank you for everything, Carrie. For your bravery and charm and your refusal to shut up or give up. For lifting the veil off mental illness. For refusing to be ashamed. And most of all for showing my daughter that being a princess isn’t just about finding a prince. You will be so missed.

I am confident he would not, but if he did I would cry.

Garth Brooks performed the day before Obama’s inauguration in 2008 at the we are one concert. He was great, got the entire crowd dancing more that Beyoncé, Springsteen, or even Pete Seeger, which wasn’t what’s you would expect from a DC audience.