“The first step to identifying a sociopath is knowing what a sociopath is…”
I was just on the phone with my husband, who was annoyed at having been ‘forced” to un-friend someone on social media due of their outspoken loyalty to President Trump. This is not the first time this has happened. Despite his intellect, deeply considerate nature and (what I believe to be insanely over-the-top) general politeness, […]
My grandmother is dying. Like, actively dying – right now in the other room. In all fairness, she should have died decades ago. A lifetime smoker with positively zero dietary restrictions (despite her seriously perfect 36-18-36 measurements – and yes, you read that correctly, her waist was fucking 18-inches-small for much of her long life), […]
Places I’ve peed my pants because I didn’t go to the bathroom when I was supposed to: 1. My car (so many times I’ve lost count) 2. On stage at the Groundlings theater 3. The White House 4. In a vineyard after the hot air balloon I had been traveling in crashed, and I didn’t […]
“I’ll admit there was something strangely liberating about singing at top of my lungs while pissing my pants at the President’s house…”
“The only thing that ever got me into trouble was the truth.”
“If you don’t care, why are you doing all this?”
Everything – even misery – loves company.
“Before any of you start freaking out, the cat is fine. “
“There are 37 members of my book club and none of them know it…”