I love swim shorts but skirts somehow look weird on my proportions. I’ve never felt like they looked as good.

I used to have a very short-ed suit about 20 years ago. Now I have this one from Amazon and while the legs are shorter, I really like it. Not for the small-busted, though; I’m 36D and the cups are still a tad large on me.

My ex-husband used to get so mad at this scene. “He spends the whole movie fighting this guy then he doesn’t kill him?! I don’t get it!!”

You know what else was weird about that episode? Tan gives her new glasses and says they look “younger” (I didn’t like them on her but whatever). Then in the next scene she’s wearing a totally different third pair of glasses. Where’d those come from!?

Yeah Wesley seemed more like ... he expected to get shot someday, he just didn’t know why THAT GUY shot him. And I notice that when the dude says “I heard you had a pistol but I didn’t see a pistol and I was worried” Wesley at no point denies having a pistol. In fact he says “everybody straps” which implied to me that…

Oh I bawled at the first one. Between Jonathan going back to his old high school and everyone cheering for Ms Dooley I was having a full on Mr. Holland’s Opus experience.

That was probably the best part of that episode. A lot of it came off as cringy “oh disabled people are so inspiring!” porn. 

I seriously do not understand what Antoni was doing in that first season 4 episode. Roast potatoes with queso? As festival food? What????

Our premise was that there were a bunch of teleportation accidents and people arriving missing limbs and stuff like that. Hence the rioting. 

Oooh I thought of another one. We convinced my daughter that teleportation totally exists, but it was illegal due to the Great Teleporter Riots of the early 90's (she was born in ‘97). She wasn’t sure whether to believe us, but I let my dad in on the joke and one day Grampa started talking about the Teleporter Riots…

I was born with a heart defect that required surgery at a young age. So like most heart patients, my parents were told to limit my sodium intake*. Problem was, I fucking loved salt and would probably have eaten a handful of it if I were allowed.

Don’t get me wrong, I love me some TS Eliot. But the poems make mostly for very weird songs. 

JCS is my favorite musical ever. Otherwise, yeah, pretty MEH on Webber.

Prufrock is one of my favorite poems. I legitimately won a prize in a writing contest once where the prompt was to put a fictional character into an adventure with pirates. And I put J. Alfred in.

Cats is a bunch of poems, crudely shaped into songs, and then shoehorned around an abstract excuse for a plot. It’s fucking terrible.

There’s a goat cheese I like with lavender and fennel that would probably be excellent on it.

I find that the biggest drawback of the Kindle for me is that I don’t have a sense of where I am in the book. Like, if I want to go back and reread something that happened several chapters ago it’s much harder for me to find that section in an ebook.

OMG this. Calibre is a must-have for ebooks. 

May I also suggest savory French Toast? Leave out the sugar and syrup. Eggs, a little milk, butter, and salt. I’ve always eaten it that way.

When I was getting divorced, my ex’s attorney left threats on my answering machine, and then tried to tell the judge that I didn’t have “permission” to record her. On my answering machine. That she voluntarily left a message on.