Jacobs is a menace, but Trump’s skin tone really hamstrung the hair choices.

Make ‘em red for the holiday season.

One time, Marc Jacobs had 15 pizzas delivered to my house. Cost me $175. Motherfucker.

I went out of my way to watch the first two episodes on On Demand. I really didn’t like Sisto’s character, but I could have made it though a few more episodes.

I very much appreciated the literary symmetry of the aunts’ inclusion.

Joey is the best of all the Friends.

Yeah, I don’t see the difference between her new body and her old body. And there is nothing wrong with either of them.

The zipper is killing me.

Jinx, buy me a coke.

Goddammit! I have always been firmly Team Aniston. Always. But friends with Justin Bieber!?!

Between this and Today’s Show of Peanuts Halloween Horrors, pretty weird viral marketing choices.

I just love Hokusai.

She is a goddess.

I was humming along pretty well with the notes in the lunch boxes, volunteering at school once a week, and having a clean house. But once I added elderly parents and a father diagnosed with Alzheimers, I slid right into overwhelmed and a cluttered house. What are you going to do?

I bet that little girl will be spoiled rotten. Congratulations to the new family.

They time it that way so I can make my annual life in Phoenix Facebook status joke: “The red cups are here! The red cups are here! That’s how we know it’s winter.”

Wondering the same thing. I guess there is some sound proofing in hospital rooms, so you can’t hear alarms and beeps in the next room. Plus there must be a constant hum of all the machines.