It’s all the rage. White Out, right down the middle of the lower lip.

I watched Deliciano play Hopman Cup dubs the other night. It was a very pretty start to my new year.

She’s had four husbands. And counterpoint...she has joker lips from too much work.

They are very aggressive.

If Flea doesn’t make you smile, you are dead.

I feel weird saying it, but David Foster should be the one running. I think Brinkley is crazy. The common denominator in her nutso revolving door of husbands is her.

They have good, salty chips. Just what a D&C ordered.

Are you a bear or the Pope?

We should write a book, called “My Abortion and What I Ate After.”

An ice cold beer and a decent burger was actually perfect. Plus, I really like their fries. No shame.

I like Rich’s commitment to always ordering a mimosa.

I love that his now-deleted Tweet this morning used the word “waite.” As if a nod to his grill(e).

The most memorable thing about my abortion is that I had Applebee’s afterwards.

Old white dudes from Westport, CT. No one else.

Reminds me of this.

Ugh. PFD? That dude is the worst.

Time should have just given it to “Assholes.” That way Putin, Trump, Assad, and Baio could have all been recognized.

The new A Tribe Called Quest album. It is very good.

I believe the bus drivers fought to keep their previous pay, which was $15-16/hour.

We have had major scheduling issues. They still haven’t sorted it out. Total pain.