Yes we did - look up the Milwaukee Journal Sentinel’s fine reporting on Lincoln Hills School if you are in the mood to have your head blow up.

Showing my age here, but every time I see Madonna referred to as “Madge”, I picture the lady in the old Palmolive commercials, in her manicurist’s smock. “You’re soaking in it!”

Ugh. My high school’s enormously popular production of “Annie” had a black kid playing Daddy Warbucks. In 1985. And I never heard anyone say a word about it inside or outside the production. I can’t imagine what we would have heard if Twitter had existed then.

Those are bridesmaids?! I thought they were acolytes. Or, assuming this was a Catholic wedding, very androgynous altar boys.

“...think of the children.” Maybe those children could try thinking of Nicole Kidman once in a while. CALL YOUR MOTHER, CONNOR AND ISABELLA.

I’ve been there once - knowing the employees are treated well is a good reason to return along with the food!

Common sense prevails, fortunately:

Hello Marshfield! (I’m up the road in Krony/Mosinee) ...you know what’s weird is, you get a little further into Wood County, toward Vesper/Milladore, and there are pockets of rural liberalism that don’t quite fit the stereotypes. They have a Dem assemblywoman and a libertarian-ish friend of mine says he constantly…

This needs to be out of the grays pronto so everyone can see the TRUTH of the evil twin situation in Wisconsin.

Not to mention using a noun as a verb. That is so wrong on so many levels.

I scrolled past a picture of Bearded Paul Ryan earlier today and I thought it was a picture of Aaron Rodgers.

A BABY was in there?

Thank you. More people, including me, need to say this. Did you see all the nasty things he said about sex workers in his Matt Lauer interview? Like he is being “brave” calling them names, when he had sex with them.

“Enough to stop your heart, sure, but Americans lived a more active lifestyle back then.”

Is it just me or does Aunt Jenny talk almost exactly like Sarah Palin?

I agree - but there’s “dealing with” and there’s unsolicited remarks on how revolting (or excessive, or insufficient, etc) someone’s private choice of what to put in their bodies is.

Fuck that guy with a dry barky stick. You are someone. Someone who busted her ass to get a degree. You are not a thing.

I love you.

I don’t see why commenting on someone’s food is not part of any basic manual on manners or table etiquette. I loathe when people comment on food. As a matter of fact, this carrot is not “disgusting”. Nor is the fact that two food items on my plate happen to be touching.

I think I went to college with that guy, and now everyone has kicked him off of their facebook.