The entire focus of enjoyment of chocolate, for me, is the taste and mouth-feel. Clearly I’ve been doing this wrong.

I have two. They’re the best possible choices I ever made, and the hardest choices to live with. Go do many, many things for yourself first.

As an English major with a trans teenager, I don’t give a fuck how you feel.

I would take Snooki for President over Trump. As a matter of fact, I’d take any of the Shore cast. Even Sitch.

It continues to amaze me that folks older than schoolchildren, famous or not, think that threatening to “put hands on” someone will get them anything other than a bag o’ trouble.

“Trump said he does plan to address the issue in his remarks tonight....” 

Yes, it would end differently. The police would roll up and gun down the trucks of black folk, instead of charging four people our of seven pickup trucks-ful.

“I’m so sorry that that happened to you” = “I am so sorry that this is happening to me.”

She has the hands the Dusty Cheeto WISHES he had. I’m surprised a hand swap wasn’t part of his requirement when he hired her.

I completely agree. She digs the grave of this administration deeper every time she gets in front of a camera.

The entire last month has been a building pressure-cooker of idiocy. Flynn was the first high-profile explosion...these days I try to find some small relief from the terror by gleefully wondering which buffoon will combust next, and what the PR spin will be.

A private judge.

I tried standup a half-dozen or so years ago. Had my ass and heart handed back to me almost every time. The cast iron ego required to pound away at it night after night, year after year... these folks are the most resilient motherfuckers on the planet.

He’s a chili dog. No, seriously....

That makes me smile EVERY TIME she falls forward.

My Weimaraner has the least stressful life of anyone I know. And he’s all grey!