The Clock Struck Midnight, and My Every Dream Came True. For, Like, a Day.

TweetYou know how it’s impossible to guess Susan Lucci’s age–unless you look at her neck? And then you gasp and declare, “Why look at those deep grooves!  Say there, you well-preserved soap sprite, you’re holding up nicely–but maybe wear a … Continue reading

Heavens to Mergatroyd!

TweetThe vast spaces of Montana obviate concern about driving distances. It is only in recent times, thanks to a meddling federal government, that Montana even has a speed limit; previously, the policy was a more libertarian “be prudent and reasonable,” … Continue reading

I Think I Need a Good Plucking. I Said PLUCKING, You Guttermind.

TweetIn seventh grade, I played flute, piano, and bassoon.  I took ballet and modern dance several days a week after school.  I sang in the children’s community choir. Simultaneously, in seventh grade, I believed KC and the Sunshine Band had … Continue reading

Well, Jane, It Just Goes to Show You, It’s Always Something

Tweet Remember how Gilda Radner used to play Roseanne Roseannadanna on Saturday Night Live?  Even if you’re too young to remember it, maybe you could humor me and use your incredibly taut and pert breasts to type out a comment … Continue reading