The only reason I do not explode into ASSCAPS more often is the hope that each of those comments is nudging me toward the day I can spontaneously Force-choke assholes through Internet. Mark my words: that day will come, and soon if the pounding in my temples is any indication.

What makes me angry with myself is that I have had to make myself regard that assault as an assault. It's such small beer compared to other shit I've dealt with — being followed home, being harassed, being beaten and raped — that my default response is to file that particular incident under 'meh, just one of those…

I desperately hope that no one working there as a caterer or staff member was a woman because that is an environment ripe for rapey gropes and rapey comments.

What guys like the guy who told you we need to ignore guys like this fail to understand (possibly deliberately) is that not only does ignoring not work, but IRL women never know when attempts to dismiss and ignore will subsequently still get this kind of unhinged response AND bonus physical violence thrown in. We…

As a knitter who designs her own patterns on occasion, I kind of dig that subtle bondage-strap quality of the collar/button band on that very first jacket. I think I'll nick a variation of that for my next transition-season jacket, thanks. :)

'JESUS BLESSES' is as far as I get on the crosspiece before my brain starts generating rude/nonsensical concluding words out of pure self-defence.

I'm reluctant to get behind Jessica Williams taking over the world solely because that might keep her too busy to take over TDS when J-Stew retires. (That's assuming she doesn't get snapped up for her own series the way the former heir apparent, John Oliver, did.) She would be a fantastic host.

Her parents seem so proud of her and delighted by her, I think we're seeing a case of two people who literally have no desire to change a single hair on their daughter's head. I suspect they'll be perfectly happy to let Blue Ivy change her hair whenever it is that she's old enough/interested at all in trying…

For all I know, they were her private security team. I find all possible versions equally acceptable because they all point to her making a pretty damned serious transition that had an underbelly to it that most celebrity splits don't have.

Sister knows how to play the long game and how to win the hell out of it, that's for sure. I loved how she maintained such perfect poise and just the right note of relaxed happiness even when her building was surrounded by those Scientology thugs with guns. After squaring off with that cult and winning, I daresay…

This, exactly. When that story first broke, all I could think is that it could sit alongside various gripping, harrowing escapes WWII escapes, the kind where you know the ending but you still get chills and need to give yourself little reminders to breathe because of all the shit that had to come together JUST RIGHT…

Same here. Her escape was amazing. That shit was planned and executed perfectly. I don't know much about her either, but her fucking brio in ditching him (and by extension the entire cult of Scientology) has me wishing her all the best in her roles as a mother, an actor, and a happy, healthy human being.

I found seven bucks today in the coin pocket of an old wallet. I'm thinking of staying home and avoiding the Internet tomorrow because I cannot imagine this week will end on a higher note than that.

Martin's wife told him that if he kills Arya, she's leaving him. Martin mentioned this during an interview and seemed quite tickled that his wife (and probably one of the only readers whose opinion he gives a damn about) was that invested. While Arya may still bite it at the end of the series, she has an insurance…

Thank you for laying it out like this. It's the awful kind of breathtaking to see the list and follow the links. Awful but necessary. Sharing now and thank you again.

One thing about this story has stayed with me for years: after Brittany died, her mom and Monjack started sleeping in the same bed at night. Mommy Weirdest was the one who made this public and that just skeeved me so much. It wasn't a sexual thing (which I believe) just a comfort thing (per the mom, at any rate),…

Your story resonated so much. As far as my mother was concerned, I had no boundaries. I was her property and she could do what she wanted, when she wanted, and when I cried or screamed at her, she told me I was hateful and used that as an excuse for physical (when I still lived at home) and emotional violence. …

That was probably it, in which case that's a lot less WTF in a way.

I'm glad it was just a weird First Thing and not some sort of bigger bummer. A lot of anti-psychotics can lead to significant weight gain, so I'm tentatively hoping the weight he's put on isn't just middle-aged but also might be due to staying on his meds more consistently than he apparently used to do.

This may have been the first real confirmation that he's no longer able to run errands alone. The onset of dementia, especially in the early stages, can be a slow, inconsistent thing for some people. Adjusting their perceptions of him as more vulnerable might also have been that much more difficult given how…