You indirectly touch on the real problem with a non-heterosexual Bachelor/Bachelorette: The show’s premise* is that everyone there wants to get picked by THE STAR. Put 20 people of the same sex who are attracted to EVERYONE on the show and it’s basically Temptation Island.

Is it Clue the Musical? I did that several years ago and it was a heck of a lot of fun. It’s certainly not “high theater”, but a blast. I will admit that none of us were overly talented, with the exception of our Miss White (played by a guy, I don’t remember if that’s standard or if our director was just having fun)…

The fact is that we’re wired to like people who are like us. Whether that’s the way they look or dress, or what TV shows they like. Hanging around people like us validates ourselves (in our own minds). And we all have a tendency to distrust those who aren’t like us. Maybe that qualifies as being a little bit racist,…

I didn’t get a harumph out of that guy!

Richard Pryor spent nearly four times that much per day. Of course, that was only one month, but still...

I used to do the same thing.

ESPN has an investigative journalism type program called Backstory (at least it seems like it’s a program and not just a one-off) and they did an amazing job combing through footage and talking to players/referees/commentators about the 2018 Women’s US Open final between Serena and Osaka that you referenced (it was…

Well, I can’t argue with your logic.

There is one extremely important point that you have missed. And, while I’m generalizing, I’m speaking with the same generalization you are using, so it should be OK with you.

For a long time, saying you were libertarian was just code for “I’m a republican who likes weed”.

Did we ever find out if Pop did, in fact, eat itself?

Michael Cohen? He makes Lionel Hutz look learned and polished.

About a dozen of us from all around the country got together in New Orleans several years back (2015, maybe) for an in-person fantasy hockey league draft and one of the highlights of the trip was when we all went to Dooky Chase’s on one of the nights (Friday, I think?) where they served dinner family style.

Assuming that restaurants open up again, if you are ever in Chicago, you must go to The Walnut Room at Macy’s and get a piece of Frango Mint Pie for dessert. It’s basically a Frango Mint ice cream cake with a graham cracker crust and drizzles of chocolate on top.

How would you define socialism, then? And how would you think someone who uses #NoSocialism would define it?

It reminds me of the amazing scene in The Sting where Paul Newman, who KNOWS that Robert Shaw is going to cheat and deal himself four nines (while dealing Newman four threes), flips the script and gives himself four jacks. Of course, Shaw loses everything he had but he can’t say anything because, as he said “What was…

You hit the nail on the head in your opening sentence. I don’t remember where I first heard it, but I love the line “my freedom to swing my arms ends at your face”, because it succinctly explains why we lose our freedoms when they cause harm to others.

Now I’ve got Charles Durning saying “dumb cracker” with a southern accent in my head.

Died... of embarrassment maybe.

I know that Trump is ostensibly raising money to fund the election lawsuits, but I have also heard that the fine print states that up to 50% of the funds raised can go towards paying off his re-election debts.