ACTing!

“How many people were in this serial killer’s basement?” HAHAHAHA!!!

You didn't give me a peace prize, so I'll start several.

I had already given up - Bill Bailey was not helping me with my genealogy.

Not in my world. I had a visitor come out of my bathroom complaining that he didn't recognize a single brand in there. Looks around in front of her. Oh, look! Here's a Sharpie! Cat is blocking everything else.

I've got real tears. I loved these books. Please, not streaming. In real theatres.

In the name of my gay and trans family and friends, I appreciate your support.

Oh, pooty-pootpoot. And I'm going to Greenville tomorrow for a cancer support meeting. And shopping - with mask and gloves I reckon.