My cat would rip my arm off if I tried to put anything other than my hands or her Furminator on her. Now I’m off to look at dachshunds in costumes while alternately sighing or giggling.

Hell, I have to talk myself out of buying dog costumes and I don’t even have a dog.

If you had a cinematographer, a costumer, and a choreographer at your disposal, wouldn’t you want to do a Formation with your buds, white or no? I got a group of (white) 60 year olds that could rock that bitch with enough wine. Goldie, why hide those lady curves?

Wow. Much design.. Much effort.

I must offer a prayer to the Goddess that this portrayal includes the possibility that Zelda not only suffered from undiagnosed depression but also (possibly) fibroid tumors and perimenapause. As I suffered through my 30s and 40s, also undiagnosed, I realized why so many women had been institutionalized. There are…

God I loved those boots. My parents made me pay for them out of my allowance.

Due to boring reasons, I have had to rein in my wine consumption drastically in the past year, to great results. However, our household now has the following reasons for a bottle of wine with dinner:

Wine must be mandatory.

In all fairness, Dylan is on tour and playing here in New Mexico tomorrow night. He more than likely doesn’t have reception.

ARE YOU FUCKING KIDDING ME? NO, REALLY. WHAT THE EVER LOVING FUCK?

I warned my husband that if Trump wasn’t going down over all this that I was going to lose my shit. It’s beginning to appear that unless he’s found face down in a pile of coke, people will continue to support this piece of garbage. I am beside myself.

I suggest the name “Righteous”. P.S. God, I miss living in Portland, except the rain.

I wanna be there when she drops the mike.

merde.

That baby panda is me. I AM the panda. Between the elections and life, I have gone over the edge and now show everyone my butt.

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Cool! So you can watch Green Acres like I watch The Andy Griffith Show! My dad was a twin to Andy, and I always get little girl feels when I watch it. Which isn’t terribly often, but still...

I’m on the run, so I’m going to throw this out: Has Anne Helen Petersen done the Gabor sisters (and their mom, move over Hiltons and Kardashians) and if not, when????????

It’s much worse than that, guise. So much worse. I feel a little sick to my stomach. Hint: Star Wars, Disney owns him. Kinja says no picture for you.

Re Papa Brant’s excuse for not attending an over-the-top weekend wedding that could end up costing $20m: