Go Jezebel!

The construction workers took newspapers to [read at] work?

No, Emma is Hugh’s sister. I got the impression that she and Liam were old friends.

I grok you! (Look it up, my young Padawan.)

Submit it to Snopes.com so they can try to verify it.

“...in what’s shaping up to be a pretty bad week for the Trump administration., ...”

Yep, we’re more than just vaginas. We’re screeching vaginas. Coming for Dathan Paterno like the shrieking eels after Princess Buttercup.

And I thought Borat’s was the worst.

Nah. It’s just that black is so slimming.

I’m so sorry for your daughter and you. Stay in touch with her as much as you can, even if it seems she’s not responding. In just 5 years she’ll be an adult who still needs guidance and support. Being her parent is for life.

If hugs could travel via interwebs, mine would be speeding right towards Carrie Fisher’s mom and daughter, and to her badass self.

And Miss Sharon Jones.

Back around 1980, just outside Boston, that’s what my boyfriend’s relatives said about Martin Luther King. This was not long after an iconic photo was taken in South Boston. You may have seen it: a white opponent of desegregation attempting to assault a black man by impaling him with an American flag on a pole.

Heartbreaking. She gave us pure joy with her music and infectious sense of life. Condolences to her family, including the Dap-Kings.

What about Illinois? They voted blue. Besides, we’ll need O’Hare because we won’t have Dallas-Ft. Worth or Atlanta.

Right up until the Big One in So. Pacifica or the Really Big one in - um - the Cascadia Subduction Zone.

The other problem (aside from the questionable morality of abandoning Muslims, Latinas/os, people in poverty, and women in The Nation Formerly Known as the United States) is that a new national border would not keep out nuclear fallout.

Plus: She’s been doing all this exhausting campaigning and debating in fucking HEELS. Wanna talk about stamina?

Sales staffers at Victoria’s Secret do this too. It may be to reduce theft, but their customer service rules seem to require getting the shopper’s name and and striking up a bit of conversation. All I want is to find my hard-to-find size, try it on, and buy it before the parking meter runs out.

This Rhode Islander says yup. When I first moved to So. California, shop clerks bugged me to no end with their vapidly upbeat personal questions. Give me a genuine, knowledgeable and efficient clerk instead of empty cheer any time.