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I'll bet they don't like this road she's taking, though. Read more

Oh. I see. Hmmmm, well, I guess it would be easy to quit work with a trust fund, you're right. Read more

Oh my. This is a horrible story—that poor guy! Read more

Look, I couldn't spend another summer meeting deadlines behind a computer at night when I could be on the rooftop of Le Bain looking for shooting stars and smoking angel dust with my friends and writing a book, which is what I'm doing next. Read more

Was just going to make this point but y'all made it much better than I ever could. Read more

AH HA HA, what a great shot! Read more

I actually stopped going to movies with one friend who always left her popcorn box and drink under her seat. Every time I protested, she'd say, "They pay people to clean up, so let them do their job." Ugh. I always picked up her trash. Finally I just stopped asking her to see movies. It was too embarrassing. Read more

You know, thanks for saying this. My sister is a hotel housekeeper, and it is HARD WORK. I loathe when people have the attitude that, "oh, someone will clean up after me." This goes for hotels, movie theaters, and the like. Read more

My elderly mom suffered a very painful massive heart attack a few years ago and was given morphine. She had a very bad reaction to it and she panicked; she hated the way it made her feel. So when she had her leg amputated a year ago, she refused morphine during the aftercare part of the process. She wasn't being a Read more

My pug is an equal-opportunity, lick-them-until-they-can't-take-it-anymore, wiggly people-magnet. And kid-magnet. Especially a kid-magnet, which is great, 'cause he loves kids. Read more

I've always wanted one, too. Gorgeous dogs, aren't they? Read more

I know. Such a tragedy—I'm almost afraid to know. Read more

Yes! Nail, you have been hit on the head.

Right?!? I am at a loss for what to say on her commentary. Is she, like, trolling us or something? If not, wow. Read more

I had to do a double-take—thought Kim K. was her mother for a moment! She really looks like her in that spread. Read more

I know. It really is perfect. Read more

Ha ha, for my jr. high prom in the '70s this was all the rage. The corsages were dyed to match our dresses! The guy would call the girl and ask what color her dress was so they could special-order the corsage. Crazy! Read more

Who doesn't love the brother? I mean, really. Read more

When I lived in NYC I was burgled. I got home from work the door was jimmied open, and every single drawer had all the stuff either thrown on the floor or rifled through. They only took a couple pairs of earrings, and a CD or two and my boom box, but my lord, it was so disturbing that someone strange had been in my Read more

Also, advertising is finally getting the message, so hurrah! Here's one spot I've seen that I liked. Read more