My mother has died.

I am in shock and I need to go to sleep

Sunday morning my mother was in great health.

Sunday afternoon she had a violent aneurysm.

Today, after tests, I refused further work and ordered palliative care. She is in hospice.

Her wishes were not to suffer with mental impairment or in a hospital bed.

I am awaiting the call.

Unless you’re a deer

You don’t need to see my vision board. Just a large black coffee and we’ll never think of each other again.

And a punch out by a homophobic C-list actor

The problem with DC media in one tweet or skeet or whatever this is

We were the ones who amplified it!

Aarón once asked a friend of mine for her number. She gave it to him.

He called her later, mistaking her for a hollaback girl who would be flattered to get a booty call from a celebrity chef

He was quickly disabused of that notion.

Is this paid? If not, why would you include the Realtor contact information?

Mine was at Carnegie Hall

Seems like a pretty solid gig for a good freelancer

“Eat more vegetables” is now “eat in a more vegetable-forward manner”

I hate this slop.

Reminiscent of Lily Tomlin’s hilarious housewife/endorser:

“Hello. I’m Judith Beasley. I’m not an actress, but a real person such as yourself”

It’s time for non compromised reporters to heckle from the side of the red carpet, calling attendees sellouts and toadies.

This is the equivalent of me saying “All journalism does is mess up your life. Journalism is always the problem.”

Anyone on my staff who attended would be fired.

Also physical newspapers!

“I haven’t seen it.”

She writes about it in her recent memoir!

“Excuse me, Captain, I was led to believe we were sailing on the Sloop John A”

Still miss her.

Don’t let the good Lord hit ya, Silicon Valley quarter-zip

I don’t know what “Unicum” is, but it sounds like a manosphere thing

Queen of the El!

Such an interesting defense from the conservative blog sage of Baton Rouge. Or something. I’m just not sure what point this makes except about the person who wrote it.

Helena built her bones in the state lege by getting some of the most odious legislators to sign on to her good plans. She’s very good at this.

It’s like Keurig! But for juice! And it’s only $500!

At my favorite bar in Chicago. If you know me you can spot my portrait on the wall. I’d rather be immortalized here than at Sardi’s.

They’re both horrid in their own ways. Katie Porter was an effective communicator (and self-promoter) in Congress but that should be the end.