This weekend, I was in San Francisco for the Dead's 60th Anniversary celebration, where I danced with Miles Teller and learned (in real time) at a karaoke bar that "Islands in the Sun" should not be my go-to song. Then, I dealt with some Lucy nursery school drama, saw Kelly & Mark's old studio get torn down (why was I the only one crying?!), and yelled at a gal on the street (more than once) for littering. Plus, John & talk about the murder that happened at my gym, if my outdoor shower partition is TOO low, and opened the Mail Bag.