My Jewdar is off lately. Had no idea Jack Black is mishpocha.

No one could remake 200 Motels. Im-fucking-possible. No one has Zappa’s wild, rolling creativity and imagination.

Massive lawsuit, against the school and Fiorina. That’s it.

Rickrolling doesn’t look so bad now, does it?

This needs to be a thing. May God’s love be with you.

I reeeeeeeeeally dislike her, for reasons having to do with an ex of mine and his trollish wife...but I’m sorry for her loss. They did have a lovely marriage.

Enough. No fucking more.

Amen!

First, you write extremely well for being hopped up on painkillers.

One of my bosses lost his brother to a drunk driver this year. His daughter was diagnosed with a rare form of cancer around the same time. How he manages to stay sane and come to work amazes me. He’s pretty much my hero.

Rosemary’s in a panic now!

Camilla reminds me of a wet dishmop. I will never forgive her for breaking up Diana and Charles.

Wouldn’t surprise me one bit.

All three of my children had beautifully curly hair until they were about three, then it went wavy. A generation later, my grandson has thick wavy hair, one granddaughter has totally straight hair, and the other granddaughter has her mom’s pretty corkscrew curls.

Speaking of KFC, I was working at one in Burbank. Waited on country singer Mac Davis, who was still fairly big in 1979, but acted like he was too cool to be there. Waited on Dom DeLuise, who was just adorable. I still have his autograph somewhere. Provided the mashed potatoes for a food fight scene in “Eight is…

I do like the Timmy Thomas sample.

Blefani

I need a Grandmommy makeover.

It’s Paris Hilton.

Pot/kettle.