Mama and Louie get haircuts, attend black tie Time 100 in jeans, try unsuccessfully to find Doja Cat and then leave. Welcome to the Swisher family.
No, really, try as some might these days: You can’t stop the beat. HMD to all you mothers out there doing their best to make the world spin forward.
I have the best job. (Photo by @brooke obvi)
I have the best job. (Photo by @brooke obvi)
We hold our secret gay power summits in the middle of a loud DC party (Joanna Lydgate, @katzish, @jewdygold, @wongbd and some lady governor named @maura_healey)
21 years ago tonight, this was the song I kept playing waiting for a fantastic person named Louie to arrive. And the joyous party has not stopped since then. HBD to my sweet boy.
After pretty much saying what he’s been doing in his TV career has been inane, by the looks of this Wayne’s World basement video, IMHO, Tucker’s definitely doing something with Twitter. Still, he looks astonishingly smaller now.
Make way for the birthday of @katzish today and wish the finest mother/wife/editor/writer/daughter/sister/friend the best.
Btw the best haircut in the land is from @aprilcbarton @suite303, if only for the robes (which Louie wears with panache, cuz that’s how we grow them in SF).
Btw the best haircut in the land is from @aprilcbarton @suite303, if only for the robes (which Louie wears with panache, cuz that’s how we grow them in SF).
Btw the best haircut in the land is from @aprilcbarton @suite303, if only for the robes (which Louie wears with panache, cuz that’s how we grow them in SF).
Louie is about to be 21 years young, so wish him a good one.
Me and him met cute on May 15, 2002
Let the rain kiss you. Let the rain beat upon your head with silver liquid drops. Let the rain sing you a lullaby. — Langston Hughes
No I was not in Kansas City for the NFL draft. I was there for the BBQ. (Pro tip: when someone asks you why you were there when you were eating said BBQ, do not say “No, I hate football.”)
No I was not in Kansas City for the NFL draft. I was there for the BBQ. (Pro tip: when someone asks you why you were there when you were eating said BBQ, do not say “No, I hate football.”)
No I was not in Kansas City for the NFL draft. I was there for the BBQ. (Pro tip: when someone asks you why you were there when you were eating said BBQ, do not say “No, I hate football.”)
