Flava Flav would be totally unhelpful, though.

He knows 911 is a joke, though. (Not a reference to msbelle's evening of last.)

Why is it not Friday, people?@!

Right?!? I even have to work tomorrow -- NOT ON.

what specifically about the story affects you, if you don't mind me asking?

Not Steph, but what bothers me is that her husband only got 7 years for trying to kill her.

MY LITTLE PONY: Live-Action Trailer

The full name is MY LITTLE PONY: Reign of Buttercup Sprinkles

Um, it's fake.

what specifically about the story affects you, if you don't mind me asking?

I keep telling myself what an amazing thing it is that the woman was able to have a new face after losing essentially the entire middle of her original face -- and the fact that I even need to use the phrase "original face" is creeping me out -- and that having a face is better than, well, NOT.

But what I can't stop thinking about is how much of our identity is tied to our appearance, and how devastating it must be to no longer recognize yourself. And for your loved ones to no longer recognize you.

The whole thing is horrifying, no doubt. The circumstances, the reality. I think I cannot digest it as real somehow - it seems like something over "there".

Timelies all!

Happy Birthday GC!

I haven't read the story at all, but I think it's more common than we think about trauma destroying our visual identity.

We have a new friend here in town that we've known for about a year. We invited them to D.'s 40th, so they reciprocated and invited us to his birthday party...his 70th. We had no idea he was that age, and expressed it to them.

Turns out he was badly burned some years ago, and the resulting surgery stretched his skin in such a way that he will never show wrinkles, and thus does not look anywhere close to his age.

Of course, we didn't know him before, but it appears that his appearance has significantly changed. I don't know how he dealt with it, but it must be so disturbing.

The NYT article has a picture of her before her injury, after preliminary reconstructive surgery, and after the face transplant. Major power to the woman for coming forward and making a statement about how looks aren't all that matter about a person. She must be incredibly strong. But it's so sad. Honestly, if you haven't read about it, I would avoid it.

Also, a guy I know with kids 5, 3 and 9 months has stage IV melanoma.

This week has been nothing but thunder and lightning, unexpected sex toys, cleaning up blood stains, and multiple phone calls to gossip rags in London.

My life sounds so much more dashing than it actually is.

My life sounds so much more dashing than it actually is

Sounds like a kick-ass episode of CSI--no, Bones. Bones is more likely to deal with the weird shit.