This is a loooong shot, but I found this picture in a photo album of concert pictures taken by my deceased brother-in-law and I'd *really* like to identify who it is. Any ideas? She would have been performing in the late 70s or early 80s.

I've been such a Mister Suzie Homemaker for the last few days, I don't know whether to do a load of laundry or follow this advice from the 1956 Betty Crocker Cookbook. They don't mention this is step 3, after "take two Miltown and a dry Martini."

Ok, I'm not saying there's something wrong with you if you love the cranberry sauce in a can. You love what you love. I guess we're all products of commodified industrial culture, whatever. But I think it's trash compared to actual cranberries that you cook in your kitchen in a pot. That's my truth.

This is a terrible first post, because it's a shitty photograph, but what is happening is that the neighbor cat, whose official name is Jasper, but whom I call "Possum" because he looks like George Jones is giving my whole head a bath.