My (non-Corgi) dog would call her attorney if I subject her to that.

The first couple of lines (as I heard them) are sheer poetry:

I suppose it's natural that he would faux slut shame Meredith in retaliation for having to handle a pair of women's underwear for a few seconds. Even better for me is that Meredith's husband has MS, is legally blind and has twice survived colon cancer. Have some respect, Lauer.

I have listened to her AMAZING bit about Taylor Dayne a million times and it never gets old.

I was shocked that Lauer also implied that Meredith often came to work with her panties in her hand. What a bastard. I hope Ann Curry was watching this with a giant mimosa and a smile somewhere.

The thing that really frustrates me is not that Lehrer lied, but that he had so many resources at his disposal—name recognition, contacts in the industry who could help him out—and he still screwed it up. I don't think his career will have a second act.

Willow reminds me of another hostile, dependent a-hole from reality television: Farrah from Teen Mom.

I babysat for my college advisor's kids for 10 or so years, an arrangement that worked well for them—and badly for me. I was very incapable of advocating for myself then (things have since changed in that dept), so I was extremely underpaid ($25 for 8 hours) and never told them, and because of that good old…

I remember when Bob Kerrey was dating Debra Winger, and people then thought he was some sort of big shot for having an "outsider" girlfriend. This is nothing new. In general, Kerrey's always had ambitions bigger than NE—he had a brief and disastrous run as the president of the New School in NY, tried to run for…

I have also bought bully stick for my pooch. Penis or tendon, it's something you don't want a baby to chew on. Also you will scream like holy hell if you ever step on one of these—they are rock hard.

That's not bacon—it's a flossy, which is dried beef tendon. It's meant to be a chew toy for dogs and has no bacon flavor:

I wish that whole bit on 30 Rock when Sorkin was auditioning to write for Nick Lachey had been true.

I love Tender Heart! That's a great Clinique shade.

I would knock Ed Helms' boots on any date. That's how badass I am, Mindy.

My brother-in-law is adopted, but his parents were very secretive about it (he was born in the late 60s and was raised in a small town in New England, and I sense that his parents thought adopting was a shameful thing), and although my mother and all of my siblings know, it's understood that we are to never discuss it…

I really hope that Rachel Maddow makes more money than this piece of shit.

I just recently began regularly painting my nails and getting all into buying new polishes. Dammit.

I was as well. I have a heart-warming memory of my gay friend Marcus and his BFF Courtney singing this on karaoke night at the now-defunct gay bar in our college town. It was called The Kloset. The song took a whole new meaning.