Friday Feedback: And She’s Off to La-La Land!

Dear Readers:

Welcome to Friday Feedback, our weekly picking at the scab of our ego to create the scars of experience and the thick skin needed to make it in this dog-eat-dog world. Today I must be brief, for I am off to Los Angeles to celebrate an amazing woman’s birthday and meet a radio legend besides.

This trip was made possible by a reader and friend who came through in a way I can only describe as remarkable.  I owe her an enormous debt of gratitude and plan to repay her with a $5 Starbucks card.  Tonight presents a huge opportunity for me to make an extremely high-level contact in the radio industry.  Let’s hope I don’t screw this up.


If my accountant is reading today, please confirm I can write this trip off and the little black dress I plan to wear at the party.  Ok folks, we can only handle one letter today so let’s have at it.


What the fuck is wrong with you? Were you dropped on your head as a child? There is nothing worse than someone who thinks they’re funny but they aren’t and you are a great example of that. Your obsessions with divorce and spousal support are embarrassing. Find another topic because your advice on these areas is pathetic.


Dear Anonymous:

I don’t know if you missed the memo, but I’m trying not to use profanity in the blog anymore. My management team finds it off-putting and fears such strong language may alienate radio producers while at the same time dilute my message. Please feel free to write me any time, but know I would prefer you keep things PG-13 in the future.



I’m sorry you don’t care for my approach to the subjects of divorce and vaginamony.  I write about a variety of subjects in addition to those two, so I don’t know if “obsession” is the proper word. However, since the majority of my mail concerns questions related to divorce and Former Favorite Snatch Support, I will continue to expound upon those matters and hope you will continue to read.

I can’t speak to your inquiry re: whether I was dropped on my head as a child (I don’t think so but my brother may have thrown me down the stairs a few times) but I must push back at your assertion that my attempts at humor fall flat. Funny is my thing, damn it!

Here, I’ll make up a joke on the spot:

What’s red and bad for your teeth?

A brick, so shut the fuck up you stupid, dependent, lazy, bitter and smelly quim.


Ta ta, my loves!  I’m off to Hollywood!  Wish me luck and don’t forget I am the advice writer for the now on-line (finally) newspaper GoLocal Portland, which you can find HERE!


This Post Has 3 Comments

  1. echinachea

    The Asinine Absurd Anonymous is back for more spewing forth of hatred! Doesn’t she have anything better to do with her time? Probably not:)

  2. Tamsen

    I, like “echinacea”, assume that “anonymous” is the same “anonymous” as the last hatred spewing person who also found your advice about alimony and women actually working for a living (other than on their back) offensive. Oh well. we women who actually work for a living (and yes, some of us even have paid alimony/spousal support to our former husbands) think that doing something to support yourself is important, and unless you came from an era long, long ago, should be required.

  3. YouCanLeadAHorticulture

    Have a wonderful time Robin! Please post a pic next week of you at your event, I love to see you rise to the top. The cream always rises to the top! Heaven help anyone who might get in your way from your goal, I know you’re nearer than ever and almost there. Have a great weekend!

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