I know your roommate isn’t my spouse - because wrong gender - but he does this. No heat-generating appliances plugged in unless someone is home!

I am DYING to see a spirited defense of cherry / money guy.

I don’t understand why this person isn’t grayed at the very least. Mark, when you have a moment, do you think you could delete the comment? Because for fuck’s sake.

That is pretty much the only thing that helps, right now. I had to talk to some 5th-6th graders today about this (and the attack in Lebanon), and I ended up playing them that footage of Fred Rogers. While trying not to end up sobbing openly.

Yes, they have been excellent - acknowledging the tragedy (and at one point on Friday night calling out Newt Gingrich’s idiotic tweet) while remaining calm and providing substantive news. If they report speculation, they are careful to say, “This is speculation, please bear that in mind.” I’m so grateful that they are…

A few years ago I was on a downtown 6. Had to get off after one stop because two teenage boys were blowing their noses onto the door. Snot everywhere.

That is actually impressive! Nick Cave is just not the kind of guy one imagines even noticing suitcases.

I’ve always liked Midnight’s Children.

It would have been brilliant, but in fact her (completely understandable) response was a gobsmacked stare. I can only hope she was impressed by how quickly I removed him. Adrenalin and shame - great combo.

1) You should try to get some stories out of the servers at Barney Greengrass in NYC (Amsterdam & 86th). I’ve seen more famous people per square inch in that place than anywhere else.

Yeah, it was no fucking joke. I volunteered for a writer’s organization that organized a press conference / reading / event on Rushdie’s behalf, right when all hell broke loose. The venue was in SoHo and we had to bring all the participants to a freight entrance on Crosby Street, because Broadway was lined with…

Just - thank you for doing this. Seriously, that’s all I have to say, because you have done such a fantastic job.

Why not? Everyone else has. But perhaps not in this context.

Of course we’re in that universe! Just look at the Brothers Koch and the Walton family.

I do not dare look at The Daily Mail. I would lose 200% of my faith in humanity.

My husband’s grandma made it to 94. She was always like that.

My Catholic-fundamentalist sister-in-law hates him. I’m not Catholic, but go, pope!

Classy. No, really. You, not the restaurant.

I once had to kick a woman with 2 small children out of a screening of Pan’s Labyrinth. Luckily I got them out the door before the broken-bottle-in-the-face scene.

I was doing ironing while I watched Blair Witch. So at least I accomplished something.