BUT SHE GOT DAPHNE RUBIN-VEGA!!

Wasn’t it Jan’s evil dad? Also, it may have been the same time that “Sunset Beach” was doing Terror Island. It was like come ON, NBC.

Rachel Maddow mentioned it as part of her reporting on tonight’s show, and she and her staff don’t seem like people to jump on random stuff. She didn’t push on it being sexist or rapey, but she pushed on it seeming like a mean wink (a “mink”, she called it).

Hooray! Again, if these things were available on DVD, I wouldn’t get so pissed, but .... they’re not. Yet full-length episodes of “Roseanne” are.

My brother and I watched DAYS during the summer of Shelle. Weren’t they all on island? I already knew I was gay by then and even though Jason Cook wasn’t my type as much as the bulkier and bro-ier Brady was (both Kyle Lowder *and* the guy from The Real World), he still has a special place in my youth.

Belle and Shawn are coming back and are being parents OF TEENAGERS. It is soap SORAS-ing at its worst.

Oh my god. Someone on YouTube had the *entire* Marlena possession storyline uploaded in 136 parts and the fuckers pulled it. Yes, blah blah blah copyright laws, but it’s not like this stuff is available anywhere else (for example, I don’t get pissed when WWE pulls their pay-per-view matches off, since they have a…

Amanda Bynes is straight-up HILARIOUS in “She’s the Man” and I say that with a straight face.

Judge Judy talks about this a lot to her plaintiffs. If you have a bite of the burger at the restaurant and decide it isn’t cooked properly or to your liking, but you can’t do that if you’ve eaten the whole thing. “You ate the cheeseburger, madam!”

Isn’t there a part in “The Queen of Versailles” when the family is tight with the local McDonald’s management and always calls ahead before they send the driver to pick up McDonald’s for everybody?

I taught myself to type on an old-school typewriter before kindergarten because my handwriting was so bad that I couldn’t read my own stories and then I would cry. I can still type over 100 wpm, but *never* with the Mavis Beacon/home-row style. As early as first grade, teachers would try to get me to conform.…

I don’t think she goes out in public very much, does she? I remember when Buzzfeed asked her if she got coffee or tea from Starbucks and she said she always gets things delivered because she doesn’t like going to “large corporate entities” where everyone will be staring at her. It was an answer as divalicious as it…

I watched as a pre-teen in the mid-’90s and I think *every* episode toward the end was about unruly teenage daughters being sent to boot camp. And Springer was on twice a day. It’s why people thought “The Rosie O’Donnell Show”, which was basically Merv Griffin in the daytime, wouldn’t work — and also why it became…

No, that is her birth mom. Chelsea’s “other” mom is Rosie’s ex, Kelli Carpenter.

I went to a small D-3 school and hung out with the Alpha Phi girls (we only had three sororities and I am a dude). Most of them were conventionally attractive but they certainly weren’t all blond and perma-tanned.

Years ago I was riding the light rail in Minneapolis next to a young group of men who, from my eavesdropping, I gathered were aspiring hip-hop artists. One of them was vehemently trying to explain to the others that it didn’t mean shit if their friends liked their stuff, because they only would make money if women…

My uber-Catholic co-worker loves him because he’s a neurosurgeon and you have to be very smart to be a neurosurgeon. You can be brilliant in one area and horrible in another area, like neurosurgery and leading the nation.

Trying to correct people I tangentially know or work with when they write ridiculously transphobic/homophobic/right-wing crap on Facebook. In the words of my seventh grade math teacher, “People have the right to be stupid.” Just click that Unfollow button and sashay away.

Yes! My friends are all younger than me by 4-5 years and they know I am the Elaine Benes of their peer group (one of them even shouted ‘Oh my god, I can see WKIF horribly dancing from here’! one night). I prefer the Mariah Carey school of dance in which you stand by those who are dancing and then you give the illusion…

Hell’s bells. Even my rather progressive high school (12 years ago because I am an old) idn’t put my story about my aunt’s lesbian wedding in their journal/anthology whatever the fancy thing was called because of “mechanics” or grammar issues — despite the fact that it was good enough that my 10th grade Composition…