And then Jon goes and totally falls right into Ramsay’s trap.

I didn’t notice because I instinctively averted my gaze to give the nice brute some privacy.

The question he was asked wasn’t about Singer, it was about if there’s a gay network in LA. The Singer comment was a joke.

You are not lying about Keri Russell. Her and Kirsten Dunst in Fargo.

Ninth Circuit doesn’t count.

I’m convinced the costume department has a time machine and they raided my early 80s closet for her outfits, so there’s nothing weird about my identifying with her.

Is it not an option in Word Perfect?

RDJ and I had the same haircut in the 70s.

I think his leg day involves doing plies.

That’s nice to hear because from the small glimpses afforded, they really do seem like a great couple.

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Those shades are ridiculous but somehow work on her.

Man in the High Castle had a bunch of interesting parts that didn’t add up to much.

Yep. It’s actually kind of amazing to me that I have no rape tales from college. Not me, none of my friends, no whispers about any of the guys in our extended social circle. There were some toxic relationships featuring pretty fucked up behavior, but all this opportunistic drunken raping that seems to be so common in…

Such an obvious joke, and yet still so satisfying.

I believe the honor was not announced in advance. Beyonce’s attendance was not advertised.

One of the things I loved about Howard Dean’s campaign was his wife’s refusal to do any of it. She was all — I’m busy with my medical practice, of course I’m not quitting my job and moving to D.C. if my husband wins.

I’m not frustrated as much as resigned. All I ask of her is pro-choice SCOTUS nominees and don’t start any wars.

The white lining on the jacket is what’s killing me. The jacket is just horrible and wrong on so many levels, I love that they decided to go ahead and line it with quilted Bounty.

I don’t need a hug as much as I need the entire Clinton clan and their assorted friends to retire from public life. The Bernie Bros are fucking children who have no idea.