One of my best memories of all time is going solo to an outdoor Bonnie Raitt concert and dancing the night away with a Cajun security guard.

I’ve been trying to tell myself that Trump supporters are batshit crazy and this is the way we get to find out just how many of them there are. Now I’m going to have work on gathering all the NOT batshit crazy people to decimate all the batshit crazy people. And I was really hoping to catch up on RHOBH this weekend.

So many stars....

But what about a remake of The Bodyguard with Rihanna and Bradley Cooper? I’d watch that sucker every weekend, I’d keep in on the TV with the sound off alla time so when I walk into the room the odds are good I will see a ridiculously good looking person.

Last Thanksgiving, I ordered dishwasher detergent rather than go to the store one more fucking time. No shame.

Charles Bukowski was a very, very good author and poet. He was also a terrible, terrible human being whose statements probably shouldn’t be used to illustrate how much you love someone.

Now you’re going to get the butane lighter lobbyists fired up.

Having already booked and paid for our cruise, I know what I’ll be packing for tips for the crew.

Blah blah blah.

Yo, T-Pain. Tell your travel peep to put you on the highest floor. Dude, you got the $$. Even us poors know this.

I’m sure he wouldn’t mind a little apple pie, if it weren’t too much trouble.

Oh, honey, I’m sorry. I edited and it went poof! Here:

RE the Raylan Givens link: Mr. Lungbutter and I have very different opinions as to what is the best of Raylan in Season 1. I present to you, dear reader, the very best scene of Season 1:

Maybe he’s just there so he can be killed in a hilarious manner somehow involving Kirk that no one sees as anything but a freak accident? I would find that very satisfying.

Imagine being on your peaceful morning hike and having that crew descend upon you.

I didn’t read it right and was quite excited about Tom Hardy wearing just a necklace and a tattoo jumping in and out of a box. I mean, a boat is OK. I guess.

Bobby, honey. You need a snack. Some protein, light carbs.

I like the artfully placed cat toys.

Watch Tree House Masters. The guy will drive you nuts, but good God the houses are amazing.

This issue has made me more aware. Ex: last night we watched “The Martian” (sorry, yawned), and in one of the final scenes Matt Damon is lecturing future astronauts. Nice blend of male and female, one black guy.