I'm a photo retoucher and have had a couple people give me jobs and never pay. They get their images up on my website—before and afters. I don't ask to use their images. And I list them as clients.

Fabric in the mouth is kinda grodey.

We've been calling him the "Gropenator" in CA for years—even before he was Governor!

This is where you need to channel your inner English butler. You just say, "Yes ma'am" and "no, ma'am" and "will that be all?" Don't get caught up in things that aren't work related.

Local homeless shelter. As soon as someone lies to me, I'm done. But I'm a hard-hearted "household tyrant."

It's so important to:

I'm an 80s baby and this sums up my entire childhood.

One thing I know for sure: I'm very funny. Everyone tells me. I should be funny: I study comedy like others study economics or philosophy.

Reminds me of the Ben and Jerry's ice cream store on Haight Street. Is a free ice cream cone really worth standing in a line around the block with crunchy homeless hippies? How much is a cone anyway, about $3?

I found this. All the excess steps are total bullshit. Just put all the ingredients in a pie pan, mix them with a fork, and mash until it's all up on the sides—forget the freezing and the mixer nonsense. Then, pour in a can of Libbys and follow the ingredients on the side of the can.

I have a really easy no-roll pie crust recipe if you're interested.

I know! I totally want a peanut butter and jelly sandwich now. Good thing I'm home and have the ingredients!

I'm a photo retoucher and here's what I think happened in these shots.

I see both sides. I've started jobs where the I've quickly realized the conditions were intolerable. Both situations it was with a psychotic boss (screaming-in-your-face) type. You just don't see that side on the interviews! In those situations, I've quit and it did no lasting damage.

When I was a girl growing up in the 70s and 80s, Wonder Woman was always older than me. Now Wonder Woman is vastly younger than me.

I, for one, welcome my new google recipe, quick-and-easy overlords!

100 years ago she would have gone to her doctor who would have told her to see a shrink. She would have lain on Freud's couch every week for several hours and he would have told her it was all in her head and she was in love with her father.

I clicked on this link because there were cookies and dogs. Damn you lizard brain!!

Slightly off topic, but my sister and I have vivid memories of Madonna on a Time magazine cover in about 1985. She was the shiznet. We read and re-read that article. I can still remember bits about it.

Oh God. As a pushing-40 Jezebel with no kids and no man, I definately feel that. Who gives a crap about my career?! Why don't I have a man and kids?!! Or even a pet or a plant?