I can’t help but wonder if there will be a rash of suicides on January 19. I wish I could say the thought hadn’t crossed my own mind.

That photo is very “Black Hole Sun” to me.

A colleague of mine is on a first-name-basis with Biden; says Biden will not run.

And the thing is, she was obviously in the very back of the plane. If her seat was there, she’d have been in an early boarding group anyway and there would have been plenty of space.

I went to school in San Diego and lived there for a good long chunk of time. It’s lovely, sure. But it’s not “get dragged off a plane and arrested” lovely.

My closest friend worked with Alan Cumming on several events and has absolutely nothing but wonderful things to say about him. Totally believe it. Same about Florence Henderson.

MVP right here.

Starred for happy fun ball before I even finished reading.

Super cereal.
I think the whole country could use rehab from Kardashians.

Go on.....

It’s totally about them. She’s very well known for being into blood play. Hell, she married Jonny Lee Miller wearing a shirt with his name spelled out in her blood on it.

My friend and I have an ongoing game of texting one another “Rejected Yankee Candle Scents.” She’s going to love this fucking video.

I have a few whackjob relatives who insisted Obama was the “Manchurian Candidate” with absolutely no back up. Not one of them makes the same connection now, while I can’t get the fucking alarm bells to chill out for .0002 seconds.

With each photograph I see of her, she looks more and more like South Park’s version of Cailtin Jenner.

I’ve worked too many retail christmases. As a result, I hate christmas music with the inferno of a thousand suns. I would set this lady’s display on fire.

(Also, I must selfishly request: please comment more!)

I agree with you, actually. In theory, fire/fire would be fitting. But with kids, it’s just not good all around. I’m one of the odd people left whose parents are still married to one another, so I’ve never had to go through a divorce. I’ve seen more than I can count though and it’s always the kids that get the…

And honestly, I expect nothing less from her. Fire with fire. Spill the Angelina Tea.

What the demon shit is this?! Holy crap.

The chicken!! Ohmypants!