TLDR, what this suddenly occurred to you???? Where have you been? Unimportant, scoot in here by me.

I went to visit my folks a few months ago and my mother gestured at me to follow her into the bedroom. She pulled out an LL Bean powder blue corduroy shirt and told me to try it on. It’s a little large, the sleeves are too short, and nothing like anything in my overstuffed closet. Nice color though. She then asked me…

My mother absolutely loved that show. She told me she watched for the fashion, I told her to never buy me clothing again.

That was lovely. It makes me feel superior.

Jesus, I really am sick. I read the header as Melania’s favorite show was “Murder She Wrote.” AND IT MADE SENSE.

I’m going to need to know how to pronounce this word because I’m going to plaster it all over the place.

I’ve read this ad at least four times as promoting intimacy with my partner while vacuuming. Clearly, I am not your target audience.

Where in the Southwest are you? I’m in Albuquerque, and would love a coffee friend.

That’s why cheese and or peanut butter was created.

Sweetie, that’s all anyone has been served in a Long Island (or any variation) since Y2K.

Goodness, my ovaries rode off to the sunset 20 years ago but I do declare I felt an immediate desire to be pregnant. Good on you. Keep up the good work!

Breaking news: I realized two days ago that the only reason I have the faintest interest in Katy Perry is because she was married to Russell Brand, who is eerily similar to my ex-who-was-the-grower-who-married-someone-else-while-I-thought-we-were-still-dating (as it were). It all came to me in a dream, except the Katy…

GAH bow! I bow to you, Stassa! How can “bow” not be free from autocorrect?

I’ve scrolled through most of the comments, and I’m disappointed in all of us for not catching Stassa’s noting that our President made these horrifying comments to war heroes while standing in front of a portrait of a former president who was responsible for the Indian Relocation Act.

Welp. There goes the Navajo Nation’s vote. (As if it ever existed for ol’ whats-his-face).

Because they are a BITCH to keep clean.

(Sorry, jinni), my love for Pink is as fierce as ten thousand suns.

Things have been strange, I agree. I stand with you, jinni.

I worked with Al Franken and Tom Davis back in the days before SNL. It was in a little dinner theater/caberet/coffee house run by a mad man in Minneapolis. Tom was lovely. Al was into abrasive comedy. We had a luncheon for the local NOW with the guest being Gloria Steinham. He was so offensive and disrespectful to Ms.…

I’ve always loved the salacious stories about insanely rich people I’ve never heard of.