A total stranger just complimented my glasses in the elevator. She said they look "sharp." So all you who intimated that they were the wrong size can, frankly, go bite it.

Three-sixes, I'm looking at you. Figuratively.

PS This is the 501st post.

let us talk about how your glasses bare a striking, yet "knockoff" resemblance to MY glasses.

Yeah. I get all my fashion cues from you. That's why I dyed my hair blonde, too.

Ned Nederlander, you're my hero.