A female sex worker and blogger has been exposed as a middle-aged man — which might not be such a big deal if he hadn't used his fake identity to solicit sex partners and naked photos of minors.
The final Cathy comic strip ran this morning, wrapping up Cathy's world with a sweet thank you, a nod to Cathy's feminist roots, and a surprise introduction to the strip's newest and last character, who already knows how to "aack."
The mistake is understandable. Really, why else would she have been so agitated all the time?
Cathy will end its 34-year run in October, and though it will probably be remembered for its repetitive jokes involving chocolate and swimsuits, Cathy Guisewite's strip was actually eerily prescient on the ills that bedevil us today.
When I was younger, I looked forward to spring: it meant that school was almost over, that softball season had begun, and it was time to trek to the ocean to splash in the waves.
It's easy to make fun of Cathy. She's a total mess, flipping out about everything from her diet to her mother to her swimsuit size. But this week, Cathy joined Facebook, and now I find myself on her side. ACK!
Crew, there's so much hype about Victoria Beckham's new bun that I'm not even sure where to begin. Thankfully, a few ladies have agreed to help me make sense of this hair-raising situation. Get it? Hair-raising? Ah, we have fun.
When I was younger I looked forward to spring: it meant that school was almost over, that softball season had begun, and it was time to trek to the ocean to splash in the waves.
