Shine on, etc, etc.

I've been here for 3 years, but I'm a total homebody. I was looking up when Pride was in Atlanta and saw that it was in October, was confused for 1.5 seconds and then it clicked.

Haha, crazy. I spend, like, 8 hours of my day in a overly air-conditioned highrise, but the second I step outside at 5 o’clock it’s like I’ve been brutally attacked by a one-two-punch of humidity and reality.

I want to break out some windbreakers from my closet and celebrate at Centennial Olympic Park.

Surely the question is: will Zoe Saldana do TV?

Suddenly I’m all agog. Damn it, Murphy!

I recently followed him on Twitter and amazingly my answer is still yes.

Chris Hayes: Would U?

Congrats to her!! I got my job offer a year ago and I’ve never been happier! Well, okay, I’m also dying from stress and always tired, but I felt that way when I was unemployed too! At least I have a steady paycheck out of it!

Oh, Rose somehow managed to get a hold of Dorian Gray's portrait. No big.

God is cruel.

I mean, I don't think so. He's a Theon.

Would George P. have turned out better if he had been fostered in House Clinton?

Once Netflix entered my life, I’ve never needed Hulo.

Luckily, they had CHP Officer and former falconer Troy Griesemer on duty, who arrived at the scene, and took care of matters.

The title started off with a bang and it just built from there. Amazing article, Joanna.

I’ve faced humiliation at the checkout line of H&M too! Adele is so #relatable.

But ... jetpack!

dead girls and women—particularly those abused and victimized and murdered—rule the attention game*

This last year has been seriously messing with me. People like Lindsay Graham and Mittens (and even the still utterly repulsive Ted Cruz) don’t seem as bad as Trumpo.