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Yes! He is a master! You can tell by the look on Joe's face sometimes that he thinks he catches a whiff but isn't quite sure enough to call JH on it. Also, Heilemann is an inch taller than Joe which counts for a lot on Intimidation Avenue in Scarborough Country.

Joe has three sons and one daughter who is ... 16 years old. You're Sixteen was a big hit for Ringo but he didn't write it. Rockabilly artist Johnny Burnette rocked the charts with it in 1960. (It was one of my mom's "divorce songs" and she literally wore out her 45. Also Sleep Walk by Santo and Johnny). I suspect that Joey doesn't want to go anywhere near MeToo. The Little Woman always does those segments solo. So did they show the Ringo interview? How long was it? He is notorious for being surly and sarcastic, especially toward ass kissers.

It will be a big plus in his campaign literature.

I think it seems odd that Kim's dicks have to meet a social quota but her surrogates don't.

I'm aware of that. I was kidding.

I feel for you, Meowwww. The toll exacted on mental health is a heavy price to pay. A lot of salons, usually the bigger chains, create the same toxic environment. The goal is to sell product, lots of it, and then they keep raising the bar. You are required to continually increase your sales. However much you sold last month you damn well better sell more this month. If you aren't selling gel and shampoo, it doesn't matter one bit if you are booked solid every day from open to close with return/request clients. I mean come on, I paid to go to school for 2000 hours so I could sell holding spray? Pffft.

Well, technically, coconuts and almonds don't have titties so they don't have milk either. Coconut beverage or almond beverage, OK, I'll give you that. I love milk and I drink it every day so I gotta stand up for cow titties because they give us ice cream! Do almonds give us ice cream? No, they do not and they never will!

LLR goes from one extreme to another when it comes to sleeves. It's either skin tight sausage casings or flutter sleeves that increase the hideous of the horizontal stripes (and the camo).

It sure beats working for a living.

Bobby was OJ's friend because he was star struck - but Nicole was his friend also and he sold her out by signing on to babysit her murderer during the trial. My god, the man was the father of three daughters! Did he never imagine his daughters in Nicole's shoes? The best way to judge a situation is to try it on and see how it feels. I will give him credit for not rejoicing, for looking heartsick, when the verdict was read, but ... too little, too late, IMO.

You can almost (almost) feel a twinge of compassion for people who are this hung up on conspicuous consumption, because it telegraphs their insecurity. Then logic returns and you remember that you're looking at white trash with money who never ever ever post anything about doing good works or charitable deeds. You know, religious stuff.

Three years ago ago I bought a house and soon realized that the previous owners had abandoned six cats (a mother and her five teenagers). Those bastards (the humans) had declared the cats as feral so they would qualify for free spay and neuter. They each had one ear tipped to identify them as altered ferals and the tipped ear makes them ineligible for adoption or surrender. Lovely, right? There's only one survivor at this point and I found a home for him just last night. (I'm moving in a couple weeks and can"t bring him with because the winters are too harsh, waaay below zero). Two of the six were killed by cars and three disappeared over time. Anyway, I chose Mika as the name for the very dainty and girly one and she is one of the disappeareds. 😞 None of the boys were named Joe. 🙂

The aunt who died was John McCain's older sister, Alexandra AKA Sandy, age 85. Cindy McCain announced the death, adding that she died "peacefully." She didn't mention unexpected, after a long illness, etc. I read this in an article in the Arizona Republic but I'm not linking it because I have no idea what we're allowed to post anymore.

Date night? If you click on the photo you can enlarge it twice and get a good ol' gander at the gladiator peep toes. Which, surprisingly, do not complement the onesie with a drawstring waist and perhaps a banded cuff at the ankle. A onesie with a drawstring waist! At her age! Do we think it's LuLaRoe? No hashtags, so it's hard to tell. Isn't it illegal to post LLR photos without hashtags and such? The people who will rush to buy it need to know the name of it! I bet it's called OhHellNo.

It's the old saying: "She doesn't suffer fools gladly."

Man, that was some rambling, wasn't it? "This might happen or that might happen or something else might happen. Will you be ready when this or that or the other happens? I went through stuff. Stuff happened when I didn't expect it. Stuff could happen to you the same way. It probably will. Do you have a plan? For when stuff happens? Because stuff happens, to everyone." Did someone here refer to them as Whack-A-Mole the other day? That is so perfect. They pop up with Meet The Press Should Be Ours - damn you Chuck Todd, bam! Then it's We Want A Radio Show - bam, it goes nowhere! Next is I'm Gonna Drop An Original CD Every Month - after two months, bam, crickets! Over here with Know Your Value Will Change Your Life - it has me on a hamster wheel headed for nowhere, bam! Over there with My Ultra Hip Band Plays All Kinda (free admission) Gigs In New York - nah, we quit that, never mind, bam! Then it's My New Book Is Coming Out In December - thirteen months from now, bam! They know they're losers. There's no way they don't know. yet they forge ahead. Joe's bloviating and manic episodes are triggered by his own flop sweat and Mika is a feckless poser. How on the world are they #1 in the ratings?

Before Joe's mom died, long before IIRC, there was an oblique reference to Susan living in FL. It came up in the context of the cover story for the big move from CT to FL which, according to Cheat Sheet, saves Joey half a million in taxes every year. Her Nibs saves a little less because she makes a little less but she still saves a considerable amount. But it wasn't because of taxes, oh no, they moved to FL to be closer to both of their mothers! It wasn't that the mothers were moved to FL for their convenience. I remember posting that yeah, they just follow their elderly moms around, wherever those two old zanies decide to land. Joe and Mika were just along for the ride and it just happened to end in FL! So, that's when it came up somehow that Joe's two youngest kids live in FL! And so does Susan! Imagine this, imagine that, yadda yadda, totally not our doing! You could at least halfway respect someone who said oh hell yes, we moved because of the tax incentive to do so. It's the lying and subterfuge that sticks in one's craw. It's the tax thing, and Kanye thinks he can eventually get elected in FL - and his National Archives wedding photo with Nantucket Barbie will be prominently featured in his campaign literachur. I love watching a long con unfold.

Also he, his dad, Eric and Ivanka all have the same fucked up junior high school cheerleader lisp. If they were on Jerry Springer, paternity tests would not be needed. In other news, I don't pay for the local channels package so there better be a shit ton of clips online today!!!

I envy your experience, Kemper. It's gotta be uplifting to share in an atmosphere like that. Thinking about the kids makes me smile - but I hurt for the parents who perhaps do not truly feel like they're a part of things. There are 92 languages (and numerous dialects) spoken in the Los Angeles Unified School District. I have no idea how well they do but they certainly have their work cut out for them, don't they?(Obviously that is one of the largest districts in the US). But even in small towns, this is a big problem that gets bigger every year and it needs to be figured out, for the sake of the kids AND their families. I have an assimilation story and I'm sorry that it's so dang long but it what it is. My Finnish grandparents are a good example of how easily things go wrong and could be done better. My Grampa could get by in Swedish but rarely spoke anything except Finnish when he worked in the iron ore mines. He decided to tackle English when he started hearing about other jobs. After a couple years he taught himself enough English to apply for county jobs and he went on to spend many years as the county road commissioner. Gramma, meanwhile, was at home on the farm raising (eventually) 12 kids. She didn't have the slightest interest in learning English so, to sustain her comfort level, only Finnish was spoken on the farm. Even the animals spoke Finnish, which still cracks me up. None of the kids learned English until they started school when they were 6. Gramma became more and more isolated as each kid in their turn began speaking English and I think that greatly contributed to an emotional and mental breakdown from which she never, IMO, fully recovered. She was "sent away" for a couple years until she "got better" (neighbors did what they could in her absence) and then it was back to childbirth every 16 months and a houseful of people she gave birth to who no longer primarily spoke her language. I think speaking English, as a family, one night a week, would have helped everyone. Then maybe two nights a week, then maybe three. Ooh, live dangerously and allow the 2, 4 and 5-year-olds to become bilingual! I think she would have been less afraid of English and more willing to try if she heard it all around her in her home. But, no. I think one of the biggest causes of her breakdown was that all of her kids surpassed her (or "deserted" her). As adults, each one admitted to many years of being ashamed of their mother who went around town needing a translator. It was a company town so the company stores made sure to hire Finnish, Italian and Swedish teens who could translate when "they" came in to shop. When my dad was in his 90s he talked about (and greatly regretted) being ashamed of his mother when she came to town. He was OK with translating for other people's mothers but not his own mother. He cried like a baby, which was not easy to watch. I found all of that incredibly sad and then I felt angry because a lot of it could so easily have been prevented. Admittedly, this is a small sample and people don't live in company towns anymore but that's why I have a "thing" about immigrants learning to speak English. Fourteen people were scarred and sad for life and it didn't have to be that way. That's the big picture. I think stories like this are still happening. I also think there is even more pressure to fit in now than there was in the 1920s-1930s. I do know that I always make the effort and try never to miss an opportunity to say "Your English is so good! Don't listen to anyone who says that it isn't. Americans are so lazy - we can barely speak English! I'm jealous that you can speak two languages." If they say "I speak three (or four!) languages" I say "Stop, you're killin' me here" and we laugh. They walk away looking proud and happy and that makes me feel good. I'm a ripple on a pond, baby, or I at least try to be. PS: Here's how Americans look to the rest of the world: when my dad took my stepmom to Finland she was bewildered when the cats, dogs and cows would not "answer" her. Picture a cheerful and plucky Erma Bombeck lookalike gamely dealing with a language barrier in the cow barn. She was the talk of the village, everyone knew who she was.

It rings a bell that they signed new contracts not that long ago. I remember moping for most of the day when it was announced. They definitely should give MJ's third hour to Shep! It's not like they use it. I bet he would get killer ratings and then he could nibble away at their second hour and then ... and then ... (Nothing against Willie, he's sorta just too white bread). And for this, Joey makes $99,000 per week. Plus whatever Her Nibs brings in.

She finally started wearing tops that downplayed her new chest because she couldn't take the comments that people were making. The second enlargement was generally regarded as overkill. (Not just here - Mediaite, Daily Beast, twitter, etc).

Where are Kyle's ginormous natural breasts in that photo? She's fully an adult and even pregnant. Hmm.

Fuck off, Meri! She is a spider, waiting for her next meal to venture too close to her dangerous, sticky web. The revulsion I feel for her this morning reminds me of the sign-off used by the SLA in all of its communiques during the Patty Hearst saga: "Death to the fascist insect that preys upon the life of the people!"

Kris was sporting some puppy fat but looks remarkably the same. Her surgeon has a light touch. Kyle, OTOH, had a big ol' beak at one time. I think she looks really, really different today. Faye has always been a looker, too bad she's so ugly on the inside. She is a dead ringer for my best best best friend who, I found out just a few years ago, was steadily fucking my husband for quite some time. (She moved on when he wouldn't leave me for her). We talked to and/or saw each other 7 days a week, we raised our kids together, they were like siblings. So, there's that. All together now, "Fuck off, Londa!"

Obama is right and, depending on how he said it, so is Rich Lowry. There are many ways to divide and classify us: race, creed, color, gender, sexual orientation, education level, economic status, religious affiliation, political beliefs - the list goes on and on. Language is - or has the potential to be - the biggest uniter. All of us report medical symptoms, we report crimes, we look for missing kids or pets/we find missing kids or pets, we call 911, we go to parent teacher conferences, we shop, we sell things, we pay bills, we go to the bank, we watch for shit going down in our neighborhood, we work, we play - that list also goes on and on. The ability levels will always vary - that is a given - but how nice (and how efficient) it would be for everyone involved if we had a better handle on what our fellow humans are saying to us and what we are saying to them in our daily lives. We would feel more ... united.