Someone very close to me, years ago, told me she was looking for dates in the singles section of the local paper. This I thought so funny that I whenever I called her and got her machine, I'd leave some ridiculous message from "Bob, Pisces, SMF, non-smoke, pets yes, drag queens no. Saw your ad. Loved it. We need to meet, babe." Sign of the times: This very attractive woman eventually met a true sweetheart of a guy, whom I'm now glad to call my brother-in-law. All of which has nothing to do with this terrific link from Anonymous
PS. Anonymous mentioned an old article of mine he loathed. It was about Moulin Rouge and nothing I've written has brought me so much hate mail. In case you're curious and harboring your own mixed feelings about Baz Lurhmann's musical.
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