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Looks like Pliskova got a taste of her own medicine from her match against Serena in Melbourne.

This is impressive.

I wonder. I haven’t seen Can You Ever Forgive Me? But you’d think the BAFTA voters would have awarded him if he had a chance. Who knows, though? Withnail and I is one of my favorite films, and I’d love to see him acknowledged for his fascinating, offbeat career. And Mahershala has his Oscar.

Camille Paglia has an interesting take on the four ASIB films: https://www.hollywoodreporter.com/amp/news/camille-paglia-sexism-star-is-born-films-guest-column-1186741

Lord hamercy.

Denise Richards has joined a soap:

I’ve stopped watching CNN as well. They’re an entertainment network, have been for years. My instinct has been to watch them for live coverage when something catastrophic happens (terrorist attack, mass shooting, extreme weather) or someone very famous dies, but they don’t even serve that purpose very well anymore.

Federer is playing Madrid, and Kyle Edmund’s coach is retiring.

Totally. I often see Y&R very unfavorably compared to, say, a Nixon soap in terms of humor, and I remember laughing out loud at Y&R a LOT growing up.

Ok. That was HYSTERICAL. Y&R was so often hilarious. I love how Mamie recoils in horror. Y&R did those Skinemax scenes better than anyone.

Same. Wasn’t it Lauren who “cured” Paul? I think watched that scene with my mom, ugh.

Freema looks gorgeous with her braids on New Amsterdam, on which she’s paired with Sendhil Ramamurthy from Heroes, and they look super hot together. That is all. I’m so happy that she’s thriving.

I think I remember that too lol. John was struggling with impotence around that time, and it was unusual for him to “get it up.” It had to have been spring-ish 1994.

Those early episodes are great. Thanks for posting. I wonder if the scenes with Jess Walton and Josh Taylor with Jill fantasizing about making love to Jed Sanders while having sex with John exist somewhere. I remember being a kid watching those scenes, and they were stunningly frank compared to most soap love scenes (John grunting in an implied orgasm and Jill screaming “Oh God!” in pleasure at the end). As you can tell, that scene imprinted itself in my memory.

Phylicia Rashad is a goddess of acting.