Unless someone on the HOA is pregnant, I honestly don’t see the pregnancy factor swaying them at all. I think the stronger line of attack is that the HOA was so amazingly vague on the issue of “timeliness.”  Which leads me to believe that the HOA’s bylaws do not provide definitive language on the topic. If that is the…

My epitaph:

I hate it when Jim and Pam look directly into the camera.

Someone break out the smelling salts for the Morning Joe crew!

It’s an awkward angle so I’m probably completely wrong, but the trick-or-treater in that top photo looks like she’s giving Donny the stink eye. Meanwhile, Donny is giving his “I just said or am about to say something really stupid that I think is funny” look while Melania is wearing her clueless pasted smile.

Good to know it wasn’t just me.

I’ve seen waaaay too many movies where a flash of lightning reveals a dark silhouette against the back patio door or balcony window. NFW am I leaving either of those portals undraped. If someone’s skulking around out there, I’m perfectly fine not being able to see them—I can’t see you! I can’t see you!

a writer whose standard intro is the equivalent of a 12 year old doing an awkward cartwheel before delivering her book report

Both. The commercialization of it definitely put it in my face (in my ears) way too much, but the music itself was “not to my taste.” If it had somehow remained underground and I had stumbled across it, I would not have liked it.

My only beef with Harry is that she (or more fairly, the band Blondie) released Heart of Glass, a song which made me question my commitment to the abolition of disco.

“This performer isn’t to my taste...her music is too smooth.”

I usually flick on Comedy Central around 4 pm everyday for background noise during dinner prep and other end-of-day errands. Invariably, The Office is airing. Even though I’m not fully engaged in watching the show, I have noticed myself frequently thinking “didn’t they just show this episode last week?”

As I read your article, the theme song to Green Acres came to mind, with Lillibet meowing all of the Eva Gabor lyrics:

Totes agree! That photo of Miller looks too (God forgive me) “attractive” to be him so I assumed it was a photo of Father’s new lie machine.

Well, okay.  I guess.  Is anyone going to be surprised by the names on that list, if it ever materializes?

How I Spent (Part of) My Summer Vacation

[In my best Jeff Lebowski voice]:

I’ve watched it a few times; the first time concentrating on the note-passer, but then the other times focusing on the other TSA personnel that seem to pass in and out of the area. Not enough visual evidence to say they’re complicit, but they certainly didn’t seem at all fazed that their co-worker was passing secret…

[glass-breaking, or whatever sound would be made by illusions being shattered]

My college years in the early 80's were a blur of one-niters, not too surprising for gay guys at the time. I was hyper-aware of the burgeoning AIDS epidemic so regardless of how horny I was or how cute the guy was, I insisted on mutual condom use during these encounters. With that background...