The journalist, Vanessa G., has written some really interesting pieces, but I could totally see how she might rub someone the wrong way/appear to be condescending. (Her wedding announcement was in the NYT and her vibe kinda screams “I’m better than you”)

You know, it grosses me out too. But after reading all this stuff, it’s so clear he’s about to be run out of town by the community who is shocked and appalled by this crap. Also, he appears to be bragging about sleeping with 15-20 women in a year. That seems like a terribly low number, if in fact, your life’s quest is…

I also loved it as teenager in suburban Minnesota. What do critics know anyway? Girl, work that drain with your foot, get yourself free!!! (literally the only part of the movie I clearly remember)

Lee Pace is the gorgeous pie-maker/Elf King of my unattainable dreams.

Oh thank God, before I clicked on it I thought it was Xavier Rhodes or Trae Waynes. You know, the actual good CBs.

The lesson was lost on me. I long for the day when Game of Thrones lessons will boil down to the basics:

Thank you! Selmy may be dead, but at least his throat is A-OK. RIP Selmy.

I will probably be eternally in the greys, so my question will never be answered, but wasn’t Selmy’s throat slashed so he has to be dead? I kind of watched through my hands, but I seem to recall some guy grabbing his head and cutting his throat. Again, didn’t really look. I am a wimp.