When I was 6, Sister Agnes, my piano teacher, “wrote” (in block letters) a letter to my mom extolling my many virtues as a pianist, what a champ I was at running my scales, doing my exercises, memorizing my pieces, etc. My mom framed it because the last sentence read, “And if you don’t receive this letter, please let…

Pretty much on her being a delusional alcohol-and-drug-addled crazy person. There’s a lot to be said for aging with grace & elegance, neither of which Dickinson has a prayer of doing.

Mr. Murray_Present is a this moment watching the Cliff-Robertson-As-Ventriloquist episode and I have headphones on, trying to drown out somebody screaming (he says it’s the dummy), playing online backgammon and trying to keep up with what’s going on on Jez. And missing Shrayber.

Oh, Mark. :-(

Well-stated! She just seems so...vacant.

Couldn’t agree more; she seems like such a snooze. Although sometimes I get the impression she’s thoroughly in on the joke that grown-ass women acting like giddy 12-year-olds is just cringe-inducing.

She’s a Swissie but that hardly matters! She’s still learning how to deal with those big ol’ Puppy Feet but that also hardly matters because she spends most of her time on laps, being smooched.

Here’s Young Miss Ava getting bigger.

Good grief. People can’t possibly think there’s more than 5% truth to any of these stories in the first place, can they? I think it’s best your way; we have the ability to make up our own ledes/stories that are probably pretty close to what’s real!

LOL! Maybe you are one of the kids on my lawn...who just happens to agree with me! It’s good to hear.

I’m a lot more comfortable with this than I am when Julianne starts in on her, “Listen to this truly glorious music by the queen who is better than anyone and it’s going to be wonderful forever with its aggro mix of Darfurian/Burkina Fasian/Icelandic back-beats subtly punctuated every 6th measure with the snurfling of…

I agree SO much! I’ll be watching “Vanderpump Rules” thinking to myself, “These are the worst people in the world,” and slurp soup. AND feel superior. They make it so easy, I figure why not take advantage?

South Park 4evah!

I always took “basic” to mean “common.” In the very few instances that my Grandma ever wanted to insult someone, she’d refer to them as “so very common.” It was deadly.

YES!!! The Griffin & Sabine series had me nuts for a while there; it was so well done but was destined to peter-out fast & disappointingly and did not fail at that. But they were quite The Rage in their day.

The only one of hers that I’ve read seems to have disappeared or, of course, I could have made it up. I thought it had a title something like “Velocity” & was about a young woman crazy-in-lust-and-obsessed with a totally inappropriate sexy boy who rode a motorcycle; the only scene I recall from it was her sitting on…

The book was significantly, I thought, better than the movie...plus, the way the book ended was not the way the movie ended, which was a shame.

Barbara Jordan’s about the only one I can think of, and she’s dead.

I was surprised that Dr. Gates’ nickname is “Skip...” but ONLY because he’s such a distinguished and elegant man. (My late uncle, who was Dean of the Music Department where I went to college, a Judge at the Cliburn Competition for years, a prominent conductor, etc., etc., etc., was referred to by us in the family as…

How about a Richard Simmons sex tape?