I think that LA is technically semi-desert, and the distinction is a big one for me, because as much as I liked Tucson, it made me edgy. This is as dry as I can get, but in Tucson I was side-eyeing fountains in a way I can almost let slide here (almost--in Arizona I also wanted to cover my glass of water so nature wouldn't steal it from me).

Basically I'd prefer the tropics, but I just don't love the Miami the way I like this city. And being this close to the ocean helps a fair amount too. Might not be drinking water, but at least it's fluid.

Why does the shortest distance to equality seem to involve a great deal of raped men?

Or that it would be awesomesauce to send Tosh to prison so he could be raped?

THE POINT. U R MISSING IT. (Commentors elseweb, not here.)

When we lived in Wyoming, I missed trees so much. And grass, and the general sense of lush foliage everywhere, I guess. Where I live now is very right for me, although I also feel right at home at the beach. I could live at the beach.

I keep thinking of that fanfiction that is about Josh Jackson, Kristen Bell, and Jason Dohring rescuing katie Holmes from the Scientologists. And it is starting to sound more true-to-life!

Prison rape is the great equalizer. Never happened to anyone that didn't clearly deserve it, and it's always funny to boot! Anal twofer! (I'm assuming they still butt rape in women's prisons, because why mess with magic?)

SEE???? RAPE JOKE.

But I'm not on stage and you can't find me.

I believe the Carlin rape joke is something to the effect of "picture Donald Duck raping Porky Pig," which is kind of chuckle worthy to me.

"picture Donald Duck raping Porky Pig,"

Hmm. I'm totally failing on this one. Someone care to ruin it for me by spelling it out? Are we supposed to have a realistic duck penis here? Because that might be my issue.

I don't know that it's worth the effort to dissect. That would probably require more thought than even Carlin gave it.

Also, not really all that funny, beyond the idea of one cartoon raping another.

In other news, Hollywood Reporter has a longass piece on the impact Katie Holmes' divorce from Tom Cruise will have on the Church of Scientology

I'm only on the second page, and it's amazing. She seems to have handled this brilliantly. I'm now imagining a scenario where she had a long-lost family member sucked into Scientology, and she planned this whole thing to get inside the organization and then bust it wide open. Apparently in my head Katie Holmes now equals a badass Brenda Starr.