I’ve always kept a supply of things we need—toilet paper, canned goods, pasta, cat food, painkillers.  We were caught, just before the pandemic, in a low point where we had just cleaned out the pantry and had let some of our supplies go down before we stocked up again, so we were pretty freaked out—but at the same…

You know your shit--now I know to get a good chemical soap to wash it off ;-).

I love baths too. When I was a kid, I used to demand to take a bath whenever we went to someone’s house (I didn’t always get my way, but I tried). My Papa (my dad’s dad) had the best bathroom—a repurposed bedroom with a good-sized pink tub and lots of room for a kid to play. He kept colourful sponges for me to play…

One of my best friends brings me back soap when she travels (back in the day when she, as we all, could travel of course). I’ve had French olive oil soap and it was lovely and soft. I’ve had whiskey soap from Scotland (smells great, and was clean, but not luxuriously moisturizing, on the skin).  I keep them for awhile…

Agreed. Also, intelligence and style.

I went super-short a few years back (I’m too old for bald—I’m thinnish and white and would look like a chemo patient) and yeah, I just looked more like my dad. But that was fine. The freeing thing was realizing how comfortable I was looking like something other than my best, and other than “feminine.” Someone at work…

I hate commenting on women’s looks, but here I am—when Michaela Coel is onscreen, you simply cannot look at anyone else. I have not seen a person this magnetic in living memory.

I think about him a lot, now, when I think about that connection between basic humanity and this kind of care—a connection we’re losing. The doctor in Texas remembers—barely, but remembers—how bad things were before Roe v. Wade, and that’s what is spurring his commitment to care. Morgentaler, as you noted, lived…

Oh my lord, what a horror show.  I simply cannot imagine doing the work you do, and doing it with people who won’t even bother to get a vaccination.  I salute you.  Also, I want to hug the corgis ;-).

Hi Julia—and wow, what a rollercoaster. I’m so glad that you’ve found a new partner who makes things happier. That’s a big deal. And it sounds like your living situation has become a bit less stressful (knock on wood) so I’m glad of that too. Let yourself enjoy the good things—and dear lord I’m sorry about your family…

Also, hi to both Andy and Julia.  I’m just popping in briefly tonight but I hope all’s well.

Yep—this is evidence of decency at play. Also it’s significant that this is a doctor who remembers the time before legal abortion. He’s seen the consequences.

Sportball!  Yay sportball! Root for our team in the sportball game! ;-)

Thanks for this Krispy. I still want to take Dennis home but now I want Mercy to join him (with appropriate Leonard Cohen songs along the way).

Thank you for the update on Grace Jones. She does, indeed, look great.  

I hear ya—the one thing that has made my pandemic tolerable has been the fact that I’m sharing it with my husband (30 years together, 28 married). We have dealt with some shit lately and have snapped at each other more than we usually do, but this experience is yet another confirmation of what we mean to each other.

She’s married to Mr. Peanutbutter? (Seriously--that is one excellent character.)

You just said a mouthful, all of it wise.

There’s a significant line of thought that holds that women’s friendships, and our definition of “support,” are problems for us as much as they are sustaining. Women tend to have a model of friendship that values telling each other that they are doing the right thing, that they are wonderful, and that’s helpful—but it…

I did not know that Pocky was Asian. It’s just kind of been there in the store for as long as I can remember, and is pretty tasty.