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DiCaprio took to social media following Thicke's death to talk about the lasting influence his time with Thicke on Growing Pains had: Nice that he also turned up for the service. Kirk Cameron, Joanna Kerns, Tracey Gold, and Jeremy Miller were all in attendance as well, so Growing Pains was well represented. Here was Kerns' statement following the news of Thicke's death:

Bingo. I assume you, being aware of this issue, have seen Ava DuVernay's documentary 13th, but if you haven't, check it out. It's extremely well done. Michelle Alexander's book The New Jim Crow is similarly wonderful. A bunch of stuff I ordered shipped last Wednesday: something from Illinois via the postal service, something from Illinois via UPS, and something from Florida via FedEx. Heading to Los Angeles. All about the same size and weight. All ordered with free/the cheapest shipping, so all three companies selected the cheapest option from the carrier they chose -- each carrier's version of sending something via pack mule. The package being handled by the post office arrived Saturday. The Fed Ex package is estimated to arrive tomorrow. The UPS package is estimated to arrive Wednesday. Fuck privatization. On the way home today, I stopped by the municipal shelter from which I'd adopted my cat this summer with blankets, food, and toys for the animals and gift certificates for the volunteers who saved Riley from euthanasia by working so hard to socialize her over the five months she was there. I had planned to do it later in the week, but the Electoral College vote depressed me (even though it was inevitable - I had literally no hope of Trump not receiving enough votes - it affected me to have this international nightmare become that one step closer to official) and I decided I needed the pick-me-up today; Riley is one of the few things keeping me sane right now, so it cheered me up to give something back.

He had some fun with it. (I happened to know the answer because my friend in Chicago is also a Pale Hose fan, so it comes up in conversation, but here's an article about it.)

No, he's a White Sox fan, but he did root for the Cubs to win the pennant.

That was a nice little interview with Maher; I like his take on Trump's pathology (nothing new, just succinctly stated). And I like this (roughly quoted): The Russia issue is the one that’s going to show where the Republican party is – whether Paul Ryan and Mitch McConnell are willing to be patriots ahead of Republicans. This is so beyond politics; this is a foreign country that attacked us. If you can’t get behind opposing that, you are not a patriot, and you are certainly not a good American.

I have no idea what Elf on the Shelf is, so I'm off to Wikipedia ... Okay, that sounds creepy; I think I'm with the people in the "Criticism" section of the article. But while the story sounds creepy, the idea of putting sick masks and such on the toys when the kids are sick is cute. I used to have my mom take my stuffed animal's temperature after she took mine when I was sick, and this reminds me of that.

I came across this one last night, although I only watched during breaks in football. Rick Ross was making me uncomfortable, but what matters to me is how Martha felt and she seemed to be rolling with it just fine. I hope she didn't feel like she had to go along with it, but assuming she was a willing participant, her reactions were pretty funny. I loved the lobster stuff I saw, with Snoop being scared at the tank, and everyone predictably following up Martha's "Now, don't get grossed out" upon cutting up the lobster with various "Ew, gross!" reactions.

Her husband sounds like a real asshole, so I hope either he had a redeeming moment and didn't tell her her daughter died or she wouldn't have been able to understand the news, anyway; forget reaching the 100 milestone, her health seems to have been so awful for so long, if she was my loved one I'd be relieved and sorry she didn't die sooner.

From someone who'd rather stare at the wall for two hours than watch It's a Wonderful Life (and a few other perennial favorites), my Five Holiday Favorites (which I'm assuming to mean films set at Christmas): - The Thin Man - Monty Python's Life of Brian - Mixed Nuts - The Apartment - Better Off Dead

Unless the dog is trying to eat your child - not the case here, as the owners said she was well behaved - how can you possibly determine "not a good fit" after only a few days?! If they don't want her, she's better off back with Tia, so good for Norma Rae, but I'm just baffled by people who expect animals to immediately adapt to a new home. Sometimes they do, and that's wonderful. But sometimes they need a little bit of time (and then when they do fully relax and settle in, it's extra wonderful).

I'm very happy about the Giants' win, obviously, but I am over the moon excited that the Raiders will be going to the playoffs! Thirteen years. There was a time there where I honestly wondered if I'd ever see it again. I have always liked Jack Del Rio, and I like Derek Carr, too.

I substitute grapes for the raisins, too (because I hate raisins; way to ruin a good grape!). I usually just serve it as a salad, but I like the lettuce wrap idea to turn it into an appetizer -- thanks!

Mine as well. I do wonder if it would have been even better had Clark Gable been cast (instead of Spencer Tracy) as Haggerty as originally intended, since he has such wonderful chemistry with both Jean Harlow and Myrna Loy and the film's one weak spot for me is the relationship between Haggerty and Gladys, but I truly adore it as is. Loy/Powell films are comfort viewing to me, and this is one I watch often. We are of the same mind on Myrna Loy in general, and on Lucky Night as well. I'd seen it before, and had Friday's airing on as background noise as I puttered around the house. It has some great moments, but doesn't add up to a great - or even good - film. But, I too, disagree with Maltin's take on it. It's charming enough to be a decent way to spend 90 minutes (not even that, probably).

I’ve spent half my life saying this to my aunt, who is impervious to any facts that contradict her opinions and just bald-faced denies them to be true. There is nothing else to say to her, because it’s simply impossible to have an actual conversation with someone like that. She used to be a crazy outlier. Imagine her joy when FOX News came along. If she was online more, she'd be happier than a pig in shit these days. I'm not sure of the exact timing, but it was before that meeting: According to Democracy for America, a reporter from The Intercept posed a question to Twitter, Facebook, Google, Apple, Microsoft, etc. asking: If Trump attempts to fulfill his campaign pledge to create a registry of Muslims in the U.S. and asks your company for any of the huge amounts of data it has amassed on its users, would you refuse to hand over data to be used to create such a database? Only Twitter responded, saying yes, it would refuse. After several human rights groups sent a letter to the silent tech companies, imploring them to follow Twitter’s lead, Facebook and Microsoft announced they, too, would refuse to help Trump build a registry of Muslims. But the initial response came only from Twitter. So that may be at play in the exclusion, too.

Logo butchers everything it shows; it and TV Guide Network (back when it existed) always seem to be the worst at syndication edits. I don't particularly care for Howard the Date, but I can hear Charlene in my head when you bring up that line. It's the way she says "band."

National numbers are not readily available because of the non-centralized way data is kept, but reliable estimates indicate a good several million cats nationwide are euthanized in U.S. shelters each year simply because there are that many more of them than there are homes for them (meaning, not including those euthanized for health or behavioral issues -- just those ready for a home, but unable to find one before space runs out). To adopt from a shelter is to save one of those lives, wwhereas to aquire from some random "backyard breeder" (whether they opted to bring forth one litter or one hundred) is to reward someone who is contributing to the problem. Beyond the ethical considerations, it often makes financial sense -- this is far from true everywhere, but in many jurisdictions a municipal shelter animal's adoption fee includes spay/neuter, initial shots, de-worming, etc. and at FAR cheaper prices than one would pay getting a "free" cat and paying for that basic care on one's own. So, first and foremost, my condolences on the loss of your cat. Twenty years is a nice lifespan, but it's never long enough. I wish you a similarly long life with your next feline companion. If you're going to opt for one, rather than two, an adult is indeed generally better than a kitten. And adult cats in shelters have even shittier odds than their younger counterparts (remember those disturbing numbers are for ALL cats, including kittens -- and during "kitten season" entire litters are euthanized without ever reaching the adoption floor in some locations), so it's another point in favor of, under your circumstances, adopting an adult. Best of luck to you - and your future male kitty!

It is, indeed, a pretty bit matzo ball to be swallowed off-screen, but the flip side is that I love how Connie obviously listened to Bill explain that his interaction with her started out as part of a scheme, but he came to know her and love her on his own, and thus the current relationship is real, and understood this to be true and continued forward with him, rather than embarking on some tedious "How dare you?!" escapade before getting back to the inevitable. They're both smart, and have both had each others' numbers since day one -- yet because there were mixed motives almost from jump, that means they understand there is now something completely different going on than what it seemed at the beginning and don't need to hash it out endlessly. So a happy medium may have meant for an even better film, certainly, but it works for me stupendously as is.

Conflating service dogs with emotional support animals with therapy animals is a peeve of mine, so I was wary of this. For Jordan's family to be told they'd have to wait over a year and spend a lot of money suggests a service animal -- one specially trained to provide a specific task (or tasks) to aid a disability. But based on the fact her emotional state was greatly improved by visits from therapy animals ("bomb-proof" pets who go to hospitals and such to cheer up patients), it seems what she needs is maybe an ESA - if providing a therapeutic benefit (beyond companionship) for a psychological disability - or maybe just a great pet. But then there was talk of the hounds' stature vs. that of pit bulls helping Jordan stand (service animal). And since the family's goal is for the dog to accompany her to school, that further suggests service animal -- or, in some cases, unfortunately, an abuse of the system to grant an ESA the access rights of a service animal -- but there's a lot that goes into that, which was not present here. I'm thrilled to see Jordan find a dog, and for Norma Rae to find a home, bottom line; their meeting was simply beautiful. I just don't think they did a good job of explaining what type of dog (beyond a pet) she was, and given the mass confusion over the various terms - and the abuse of service animal regulations and public reaction to that, which ultimately screws over those with legitimate service animals - I wish it had been edited better. While I'm grumbling, I'm perpetually annoyed by holiday episodes of reality shows, since they weren't actually shot during the holidays and thus the timing and décor are fake - and I only watch reality shows which are more like documentary series than fabricated "reality" shows. A very small sin in the grand scheme of such docu-series, so I'm not fired up about it, but I'd just rather shows skip it. Shoot the talking heads in front of holiday décor, shoot a "Happy Holidays" tag, and just otherwise go about your business. So, while I'm letting my annoyances go, this was a heart-warming episode as always. Marcel's dog Outlaw jumping up into his arms was a beautiful display of their bond, and all of Outlaw's "I did what I'm supposed to do; give me my treat!" barking was funny. I hope moving Tahyo into the French Quarter and opening up the store has been successful for them; they basically have to have other business ventures bringing in money to keep the rescue going - which is why they've tried so many over the years - so I hope the increased traffic offsets the increased rent as they desire. The Dog Shoppe commercial was cute. It's so sweet to see those who have joined the family through marriage or similar partnership be the ones to present the portrait of late dogs to Tia and the kids. What a lovely gift. Marcel has been around a lot longer than any of Mariah's previous partners (including the girlfriend to whom she was engaged), and at her age I wonder if he'll be joining the family in a more official capacity at some point. Regardless, they all seem to choose fellow good peeps, and that's a nice thing to see.

Well, can't you turn it off when posting here or go back and edit when your app changes someone else's words that you're presenting in your post as a direct quote, so the original quote is accurate? I don't care if anyone else refers to him as Drumpf, but I don't revert to his original family name anymore than I'd join Trump in referring to Jon Stewart as Jon Leibowitz, so if someone posted something that purports to quote my words but quoted me as saying Drumpf rather than Trump, it wouldn't be accurate.

Because they're part of the family. Unless it would be detrimental to them - I'd only be going for a fixed period of time, and the quarantine requirements and my time away made it less stressful for my cats to go live with my parents than come with me - I wouldn't be moving anywhere without my pets. And the procedures for bringing pets with you into a new country are much easier in many places now than they used to be, so it's largely a non-issue for many moves. I didn't see this episode, so I don't know what their specific circumstances were. But, to me, the default is to take your pets and only a set of circumstances that makes that bad for the pets justifies a different choice. Laughing about undisciplined pets trashing furniture, though - I have nothing for that one.

Yeah, there's a lot at play in the crusade to deny women autonomy over their own bodies, but a lot of it boils down to the fact the ability to determine if and when to bear children is essential to women's ability to participate equally in the world. And that's why that basic human right has been so hard for us to attain in any significant measure, and why they've been trying to take it back from us ever since.

Certainly not; that's just common courtesy. Hosts need to know how many people are coming for the obvious reasons of how much food and drink to put out, and also to know specifically who is coming in case the guest list includes people who have food allergies to be accommodated or similar. It's that time of year for my holiday card peeves. As I mentioned in Chit Chat, I think cards are merely a waste of paper, so I'd be happy not to receive any. But for those who send them, I particularly hate cards that aren't recyclable. And I really hate photo cards. And newsletters. Anything where you just mass produce something and then don't bother to write one single personalized word on it. (I mean, seriously -- you cannot pull out a pen and so much as write, "Merry Christmas, [Bastet]" before shoving that thing in an envelope?) I would far rather receive a one-sentence email that is specific to me than a page-long newsletter that merely babbles the same shit about your life to me as it does to everyone else you know; I place far greater value on taking the time to address me personally than I do on taking the time to produce something physical and put it in the mail.

I keep coming across a song while going around the dial that I know can't actually be an ode to an "electric eel," but that's what I hear. So I did a Google search for "electric eel song" and learned it's Electric Feel by MGMT. Clearly, by the suggested search terms (I typed "electric eel" and "electric eel song" popped up), I am not the only one whose ears need cleaning.

Events are being organized at state capitols around the country for Monday, to ask electors in person not to vote for Trump. "We the People will come together at every state capitol across the United States to call on the Electors of the Electoral College to listen to the voice of the people and refuse to cast their ballots for Donald Trump."

Not to mention all the people who think Juliet is wondering where Romeo is ("wherefore art thou Romeo?").