Oddly enough, I actually was thinking about the Presley fortune the other day when I saw a reference to the Jungle Room. I wondered about Priscilla and how she was doing. I don’t think about Lisa Marie much, simply because she’s done so much career and marriage-wise that I figure she’s OK. Priscilla, though, I just…

Oh, absolutely. I just get nervous when they start leaking bits and pieces of RHONY because they keep fucking with the formula.

So. No Luann, no Sonja. Thank God, no Jill. I hate myself that these are my immediate thoughts.

There are not enough eyeroll gifs in the world wide web to express my reaction to the image of that man child expressing his anguish.

Nowadays that’s how I feel about my friend’s kids weddings.

When Mom was stirring the tea. I get a little jumpy just thinking about it. I’ll get through it, sooner now than later, thanks to the reassurance I’ve received.

GURL, it’s been ten years. It’s not a surprise. My partner likes lobster and champagne for VDay, Xmas & NYE. I do my best to make it happen. The excess of chocolate etcetera has fallen by the wayside with age, but we usually have some leftover chocolate from Xmas or even Halloween.

We tried. We really tried. I don’t like scary movies, and I hate being frightened by loud noises or people jumping out of places. The sense of dread just kept building and building until our desire to be well informed was overcome. We assured each other we would try again later. Sigh.

This photo always takes my breath away.

Tru dat

Yeah, there was dithering afoot but Billie’s voice is the one I hear in my head.

Obviously, no old’s have bothered to scroll these comments in eager anticipation of making this joke:

“I asked some black people I know professionally and they said it was cool, man.”

So, Will Smith has no friends and had to watch the Super Bowl by himself in a hotel room?

Oh, fuck you Doritos. You’re overly salted and covered with mystery chemical dust. Making it pink isn’t going to get my money.

That is freaking adorable.

You are fucking awesome. Could we see the pup modeling a little something?

Well, prepare to be extremely conflicted when you watch “Master Class”. The dude knows his shit, and his banter with Mary is kind of adorable.

Unfortunately, that is only in California. I live in New Mexico. That sort of law is very unlikely to be passed here, Arizona or Texas.

I know exactly what I would do. Open my big mouth and not stop until they stopped, or more likely threw me in jail. I hope I would have the presence of mine to record it on my phone.