Coupled with Our Lady of Guadalupe, I should think

Extremely unpopular, a massive scandal that ensured Elizabeth would be on the throne, and the Queen Mother swore up, down and sideways that it was the death of George VI.

*almost*

Agreed. I just got a new job. I made a point of saying during my onboarding that I will need some time for a “previously existing appointment” every week. Everybody knew what I meant. Turns out my other co-worker on my level needs the same. Look, if you like what you saw during the interview, you probably want me to…

It’s something that Offred finds written on her ceiling.

I was. Most definitely. During a conference across the country from home. I spent two entire days in my hotel room, barely able to move.

That was to satisfy the Diana fans at the time of the wedding. But there is absolutely no legal precedent for that, and Parliament may have looked the other way when that was posted, for obvious reasons. It’s pretty clear that she will be styled Queen, and that this is Charles’s goal. Parliament would never insist on…

There is no Queen Consort title. The Guardian article gets into that a little. They pretty much have no choice except to style her Queen, and Charles very much wants that for her.

I keep looking for the waistband. I can’t find it. I’m distressed.

I like a proboscis, myself, but that’s just me.

Oh! I had no idea. That’s probably how he knows, then. Everybody in British metadata knows everybody else.

My company is a registration agency for an ISO standard called ISNI. The number identifies contributors to intellectual property - so actors, authors, musicians, directors, public figures, etc. ISNI International’s policy is to remove references to birthdates upon request - and I remember board meetings debating this…

This is my concern. What on EARTH is a 90 year old heavy-cold-haver doing walking the grounds in the middle of the night in JANUARY in a raincoat?

He has always struck me as an angry person. I think she’s better off without him.

Couple holes with freckles. Like, not just a sweet dusting across the nose freckles, but on your forehead and every damn where else. Then add age. I’m 51, and as Norah Ephron said, “I feel bad about my neck.”

Hypercapitalism at its finest. I’m nearly one year out of a company that ran like this and I’ve decided never to work for anyone but myself again. Many don’t have that option, though.

The big Swiss cheese “thing” is raclette. If you haven’t had it, you haven’t lived.

Smith and Mount Holyoke will never surrender. Trust an alum.

There’s some polar bears that would like to broadcast this far and wide.

BINGO