Uh, Lady and the Tramp didn't eat spaghetti like that. I expected to see Doug rolling a meatball towards Courtney with his nose. Disappointed.

Jonathan Swift is their silent partner. "Get Real For Kids, I have a modest proposal for you..."

Lovely, beautiful, scrolling down, still scrolling...ack! Salad Fingers!

Interesting deconstruction. I'd not heard that theory before, but it makes sense.

So the line of credit at Tiffany's is getting a little exercise? Don't forget to remind us you're not one of the dreaded elite on your way out!

I pictured Callista saying "fly me to the moon, Newt" and then needed some brain bleach in the form of Julie London's sweet bossa nova styles. This one's dedicated to you and Mr. K.

I almost peed myself at 'schadenfreude' — scoodenfrooden, indeed!

I'm a recent tea convert as well; are you into a particular kind at the moment? I love how it makes me slow down (even just for five minutes, jeez), and getting out the teapot when I'm feelin' fancy. Hooray for added health benefits as well!

No joke, I was *just* thinking, "I wish LarissaFae was here with some sloth gifs to cheer us all up!" Congrats on the move; hope it feels like home soon (if it doesn't already!)

I've been trying to work up the nerve to ask for some anxiety-related advice, but I think I'll just come sit by you for a bit. That sounds like it was really stressful; kudos to you for getting out there and doing what had to be done. Do you have anyone you can talk to about your anxiety? I have some agoraphobic…

Oh my, yes. My pet's name nearly rhymes with "baby" so she gets serenaded with personalized songs all the time. Currently on high rotation are "Here Comes my Cady" and "(Cady, Cady, Cady) Where Did Our Love Go?"

Oh, man. I have the strongest memory of my friend Melanie skating on a frozen patch on the playground, belting out Saving All My Love for You and dissolving into grade school giggles. And my mom, warbling away to The Bodyguard soundtrack.

That totally threw me for a loop as well; she was so young. What a dreadful loss.

"The only excuse for making a useless thing is that one admires it intensely. All art is quite useless." As good a reason as any for nail art, I suppose, courtesy Mr. Wilde. I've not tried it myself, but it looks like fun.

Oh, duh! *smacks forehead* I completely overlooked the Redford factor; he totally fades into the background of that movie for me. That makes perfect sense, thank you.

Yes: go live in an art gallery and pretend it's still the 16th century—where someone might give a shit about your "grave moral concern."

Interesting. I'm curious why her role in Out of Africa didn't elicit the same response. In Karen Blixen, she was playing "someone tough, who had to make hard decisions, who was running an organization" as well. Maybe the comedic overtone of Prada made it more acceptable to identify with that character instead?

There's an air-eola joke here somewhere...

Amazing. If there's one called I Want Hugh to Want Me, I'll take a case.

Bish, please.