I can't remember the last time anyone carried me, but I'm going to be 57 next month, so...you know.

Dave, you had me at cabbagepatching in traffic. Much LOL'ing.

Gawd, I love this.

Why does this sound like a Kardashian move? To me, it does.

Nopenopenopenope and nope

Yeeahh, no.

I know I'm a couple days late getting in on this, but...niiiiiiiiice.

Wow. I have missed out, big time.

As a compare/contrast, at 10:00, NBC showed an SNL from 1975, with Richard Pryor. Made my heart ache.

Gawd, that looks painful.

Rescue dog time! My dear Fred, abandoned by his former family, found running around Lloyd Center in Portland in 1999. We picked him at the dog shelter on his last day of life before heading to the big fire hydrant in the sky. Not terribly smart, but so sweet. He died 6 years ago. I miss him every single day.

I miss Burt Parks.

Some erotica I wrote for my bf about getting my clit pierced progressed into him telling me he wanted to pierce my nipple. Then he got the equipment together and did it.

This and Moe's story make me SO glad I don't have to deal with periods anymore.

Yeah, me, too. On both counts.

I like Jerry Reed's version better, but this is pretty good.

And dog hair.

Haven't had to take it since '87, but I really like xanax.

Hurh.

MAKE HER STAAAAAAAHHP!