I used to commute into Grand Central. I always fantasized about somehow getting access when it was closed and roller-skating. How fabulous would that be?

Hot tip: They’re cheaper at Rite Aid! Grab a whole six-pack and have a couple left when you get home. Love, a former Stamford-er

Ugh, that line in particular made me grimace — how very “all lives matter” of them!

I thought prioritizing your money over your irrational hatred was simply the logical move

The tears she sheds are certainly real

Sorry, Erykah, Strangé did it first.

Huh?

LOL. The SPWLTPV can’t read.

Nope. (The Murphy/Muphry thing is the point.)

God, I hate the format of Shit Talking.

Every time someone around here points out a typo, they always have 10 more in their own posts.

Ooh, the Brady Bunch briefcase move! Yes! Someone do this, please? (I’m nowhere near NYC.)

If you do read her, start with her earliest ones — Where Are the Children? and A Stranger Is Watching. Granted, I haven’t read them since junior high (early 80s), but they were soooo good, I was hooked. Stayed up until the wee hours sweating with suspense. But then the last ten years or so, they started to get on my…

Eilish-com!

Prince, too. :’(

God, thank you. My feelings exactly, but I was afraid to say it out loud.

I was swamped this week so I’m just now catching up on some stuff, but I wanted to say that that is an amazing metaphor! Perfect!

I’m getting Jessica Biel vibes. Her combined with someone I can’t pinpoint.

I sure wish I had your confidence in Americans. Not only do I not think anything’s improved -- I think it’s worse. And if “deep fakes” make it into the mix? Forget it.

A “wedge salad” is a chunk of iceberg slathered in blue cheese and often, bacon.* So yeah, I think he’d eat that. I mean, there’s lettuce on Big Macs and his other favorite hamberders, so why not?