I just took some trash down to the dumpster in the basement, and there was a note taped to the door from the building manager asking that we keep our music down; he had been getting complaints. Below the note, someone else had written, "And no more Taylor Swift!".

I saw it today at Barnes & Noble. If it ever was out of print, it's back. 1971. Wow. I was 13 then.

She will be eight this summer. She has always had a few white hairs here and there in her otherwise black coat, but now there seem to be more. Has anyone else noticed that with a black cat?

To make a long story short, I had been going to either Methodist or Presbyterian (mostly Methodist) churches all my life. But when I moved from Indy back to Terre Haute back in 2006, I started going to a Catholic church there and converted in 2008, which I had been considering doing on and off for years. But I never felt quite at home there. When I moved back to Indy about a year and a half ago, I started attending a parish here, but felt that something was missing. I no longer enjoyed Mass and just felt frustrated. This morning I went to the Methodist church I used to attend when I lived here before (I even sang in the choir back then). I hadn't attended Mass in weeks, so I had lost track and didn't realize that it was Pentecost. The sanctuary was decorated with red banners and a red drape over the cross in the chancel. Because it had been more than ten years since I had last been in there, I did not recognize anyone. Still, the service was moving, and I know what John Wesley meant when he wrote of his heart being "strangely warmed." I'm so happy!

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It's a riot! I can't believe Chris Hardwicke said "Holy shit!

I can't. Some barely tolerated each other. Some actively hated each other. Some, in the early days, weren't even from the same party. Obama and Biden complement each other perfectly.

--Karen Finnegan on "The Ed Show" talking about the RW shitfit over Joe Biden's performance in the debate last night.

It was in the shape of a coffee cup, and it said "4 More Cups of Joe."

Chomp chomp.