Original John! My first television boyfriend! You are still looking good.

It's my birthday today — only three years until AARP comes knocking. On my whiteboard I just wrote:

Dusting is getting into all kinds of crannies and knick-knacks and before I'm even done with shelf #3 shelf #1 needs dusted again...it's disheartening. With a toilet, you just spray the whole thing down with Simple Green, go at it with paper towels and in a few minutes it's sparkling! (Don't get me wrong, I'd pay…

I haaaaaaaaaaaaaaaate dusting. I would prefer to clean fifty toilets than dust the bookshelves (this is pretty evident to anyone who comes into my house). Every payday I have this internal argument about whether or not I can afford to hire someone to dust for me...then the elderly Swede who lives in my brain puts a…

Ugh, they're seriously taking over that church building? I'd rather they just tore it down, frankly.

I'm going up to Seattle next month for the wedding of my BFF and his partner of 22 years. Injecting money into the economy!

I will never, ever, ever buy a KitKat because they've been assaulting my soul with the sound of people chewing on television for twenty years.

The Super Skrull is brainwashed into believing he is a twelve-year-old human boy named Bobby Wright, who gains both superhuman powers and a terminal disease from exposure to an alien spore. As "Bobby", he uses his powers to assume an adult superhuman identity - Captain Hero - and ingratiate himself with Iron Fist.…

Everything about that episode is fantastic. As far as I'm concerned, it's the best single episode of the series.

So bummed. Sue Devitt has gone out of business, and the stuff I can still find online is pretty much no good anymore. Looking for a replacement for the Alhena lip/cheek color. Any suggestions?

You still don't have to buy a seat for a baby? I can't even hold my bag on my lap during takeoff, but people can hold squirmy human beings?

At some point midway or so through the series, there was the theory that Ron was actually Dumbledore, gone back in time. There was lots of convincing evidence...which I can recall none of.

Not genre, but the Estevez brothers' version of Simon & Simon. Thank jebus there are no pictures! So I'll leave this one instead:

[His pickup artist] "confidence" — grounded in little more than [centuries] of being told he's a unique and special snowflake for no other reason than [he] was born [male] — renders a [man] into an insufferable turd who thinks the world revolves around [him].

The phrase "a blog for heterosexual, masculine men", immediately makes me think — gay. NOT THAT THERE'S ANYTHING WRONG WITH THAT.

That's so self-defeating...if the Muppets were on at 9:00 people might actually continue watching, including commercials, which is presumably the point of the exercise. Instead parents will just DVR it for the next night.

Dean's been possessed by Michael for the whole series.

I read about this candle a couple of years ago and want it more than anything: "That ephemeral odor of the living room a few minutes after the end of a Parisian dinner when the guests have just left. A memory, an immaterial moment, sensual and fragile, nearly human: this odor of mixed scents is like an imprint of a…

It may have just been Thousand Oaks that was being assy about it, and had to be sued.