Musical Monday: WHITE CHRISTMAS
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Darlings, it’s time once again for our annual Christmas tradition (now in
its 18th year, if you can believe it), the perennial “White Christmas,”
done up...
The end is near
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Cookie has, for some time now, thought about closing up shop on this blog.
I mean DHTiSH has had a good run, but after 15 years, it's time for a
diff...
In Which My Blog Fights Back
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I don’t know what is going on with WordPress, the application which
publishes my fabulous blog. I scraped together a post on Friday afternoon,
hit the publ...
Birthday Sluts
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Meredith Baxter (72) & Michael Gross (72) Rebecca Black (22) Sharna Burgess
(34) Lana Del Rey (34) Kris Allen (34) Jujubee (35) Michael Malarkey (36)
Edwar...
How Things Work
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Gawker.com is shutting down today, Monday 22nd August, 2016, some 13 years
after it began and two days before the end of my forties. It is the end of
an ...
7 comments:
This was me earlier when I realised that I'd have to make my own dinner.
Why does my name have to be Flordia!
i find "fuck, fuck, fuck" usually works better.
Esther Rolle's anger was a terrifying phenomenon; it cut through the falseness of her sitcom setting like a knife.
You're very right, Muscato. It was the realest thing on that show.
good words, yes.
From the episode when her Husband died.
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