These Old Broads

The weather report here in Texas at midnight last night.
I'm not making this up.

I think we could all use a little relief right now from the heat and horrors of the modern world, don't you?










You're welcome.

In Memoriam: Elizabeth Taylor, 1932-2011

Elizabeth Taylor sunning herself in Marfa, Texas,
on the set of Giant, 1955

Dazzling beauty, a diamond-studded life, and the adoration of the world:  but everything comes with a cost.  NYT:

During a lifetime of emotional and physical setbacks, life-threatening illnesses and accidents, and several near-death experiences, Ms. Taylor was a survivor. “I’ve been lucky all my life,” she said in 1992, just before turning 60. “Everything was handed to me. Looks, fame, wealth, honors, love. I rarely had to fight for anything. But I’ve paid for that luck with disasters.” At 65, she said on the ABC News program “20-20”: “I’m like a living example of what people can go through and survive. I’m not like anyone. I’m me.”

Of course, those of us who lived through the AIDS epidemic - which is still not over, you know - can never forget that Liz raised millions of dollars for AIDS research and was a staunch friend in a day and time when nobody wanted to even think about the gays.

Rest in peace, honey.  You earned it.

Love Potion Number 9

Rumor has it that longtime AIDS activist - oh, and um, ultra-famous movie star - Elizabeth Taylor, 78, is all set to hitch up with her ninth husband, Jason Winters, a man thirty years her junior.  Well, there's life in the old girl yet, good for her. 

But gotta love Joe Jervis's take on it:

Straight folks can get married again and again and again and again and again and again and again and again. And most of us can't get married once.