She can see us from her house.

Still snickering.

I'm going to have to have a couple of vodka shots in an effort to remove the memory of this aural assault from my brain. Horrible. I'd rather listen to "Friday" on loop until the end of time.

I feel you. You just want there to be a few havens from this kind of asshattery.

Idiots and racists say idiotic and racist-apologetic things. Sun goes up, sun goes down.

I totally take Ashley Judd's point, and I think Sarah Jones might have some words for Talib Kweli.

Fair enough. :)

It's interesting that we are moving into this way of thinking that seems to say that allowing for a full range of emotion means that it's always appropriate to give voice to them. It's not. When we move out of toddlerhood, we learn to temper our emotions, to save the outbursts for somewhere other than the middle of…

Hey, mama. You're beautiful. 'course, I work occasionally as a doula so I'm biased, but those of us who know a little about life dig the whole process.

How about the crappiness of Ellen Freeman, whose advances were clearly unwelcome and unrelenting. He tried civility; it was unsuccessful. So he was brutally honest. I don't think that's crappy. I think it's telling the lady in no uncertain terms that this thing? This him and her thing? Not going to happen.

Well, her ghostwriter is. But it's a compelling story regardless.

That's a hot tweet, Dr. Ruth. Very hot, indeed.

They're all appropriate Canadian provinces. Except Alberta, of course.

It's not being compared to a Chekov play. It's being compared to other banal and terrible movies that seem like high art, relatively speaking.

Here's the full quote: "A monstrous edifice that crumbles under the sheer metric tonnage of its own crappiness. It's a movie that makes me long for the straightforward storytelling of Michael Bay's Transformers . It makes Fast and Furious look like a Chekhov play."

I heard a reviewer today say that this movie would make you nostalgic for the heady days of straightforward storytelling found in Transformers 2.

My boy, Hudson, is the best dog in the whole world, bar none. True, he has a massive shedding and drooling problem, but you have never met a nicer, more gentle, more relaxed, smarter dog dude in your life. He's the one that would pull you from a fire. He's the guy that jumps up and down when you walk in the door, even…

Wondering is different from assuming the right to know or speculating about it to a large audience.

She was also reticent to talk about her pregnancy publicly until well into her second trimester, a pretty good signal to the world that it was—and continues to be—none of their business.

Have you ever tried the Greek Goddess honey yogurt? Full fat goodness touched by the gods themselves.