SHIRLEY LOST HER SHIT

Middle of nowhere, Alaska. Mom's (and Dad's) final resting spot.

Oscar as Batman, Halloween 2014.

It's so funny in this political climate how many people on Facebook are suddenly finding religion, yet the Catholic priest is saying that God is not coming to save us.

So, if AI is going to kill us all, does that include pets? I kind of hope so because if not, they'd likely just die a longer, more agonizing death.

Tonight's very scary movie! Oscar says he'll never go to another prom again.

"Just chillin' with my toy..."

Blondie just announced a new album, out Feb. 26 of next year, then said, "The wait is over!" Uh, Feb. 26? It sounds like the wait has just begun!

I played The Go-Go's for Oscar. He said in response, "I KNOW you got the beat!"

I think we're ignoring the obvious. Haven't you ever noticed how Wonder Dude and Hunter are never in the same room at the same time??? It's pretty clear to me: Wonder Dude hates Hunter!

LOL! I was watching reels of people eating and rating fast food and I got an advertisement for the DiYora Emergency Toilet Bucket. Time for bed.

The extent some people go to to avoid saying they're gay. Sheesh!

I was delighted to have had the opportunity last night to tell a former supervisor from a previous job that I'm making a lot more money than she is now.

I can't really do anything until my Amazon delivery comes today. It has toilet brushes. I can't clean toilets until I have the brushes, and I don't want to shower before I clean the toilets. I can't start laundry because I want to shower first. First world problems.

A heavily-airbrushed Michael Douglas is on the cover of People Magazine this week. Other than being far too self-conscious an actor, have you ever noticed that all the other men in his movies are very unattractive, as if to make him look more attractive? Sorry, it doesn't work.

I just turned on the TV and Emily was telling the Dr. that she could have sworn that was Sylvia back there, and the Dr. is all, "Now now, Emily, we've established that Sylvia is dead, haven't we?" I would've absolutely loved if Emily had said, "Don't gaslight me, you asshole!"

I'm disappointed. I've found canned everything. Even canned bread. But I can't find canned pizza. PIzza sauce, yes! Canned spaghetti. Canned lasagna. Canned tamales. But not pizza. You'd think someone would've figured that out by now.

I'm listening to that Lene Lovich song, You Can't Kill Me. It goes: You can't kill me! You can't kill me! You can't kill me! You can't kill me!

I ran into Ziggy Stardust in Suffragette City where they're Dancing in the Streets in their Golden Years, and now I'm Under Pressure to make some Changes!

I made Pillsbury rolls and now I am singing Blue Jean with my mouth full.