Snowflakes that stay on my nose and eyelashes;
Silver-white winters that melt into springs...
While scanning the channels tonight I came across an episode of “Without a Trace” featuring one Christina Hendricks as an agoraphobic lesbian. That is all.
In a hung over daze this morning I came across Kate Gosselin cohosting “The View” with guest Victoria Beckham
Isnt there some saying about killing five birds with one stone?
- Me: The cat's been kind of scabby ever since you came back
- Lady Friend: Maybe they're happy scabs
The Adventures of Pete and Pete. Guts. Salute Your Shorts. Legends of the Hidden Temple. I feel bad for (in addition to feeling old as dirt compared to) the generation of kids who are too young to fondly recall these shows. I would have thrown my fucking shoe at the television if wack-ass shit like iCarly and Hannah Montana existed when I was a tween.
In another episode of “I smack a man”, a dude last week at the bar insisted Legends of the Hidden Temple was better Guts. He got the smack and then got his ass handed to him in darts. No one steps to the Aggro Crag.
Tonight at my best friends wedding I smacked a grown man I just met who insisted the “All My Life” was by Boyz II Men.
he was wrong… what do you expect when you dis K- Ci and JoJo
a hard lesson to learn
MSNBC is currently talking to the famed Naked Cowboy about his run for mayor of NYC with the logo “The Place for Politics” proudly displayed on the top of the screen.
Honestly, this MCA cancer thing hit me way harder than the death of Michael Jackson. I guess I just always loved the Beastie Boys and I’m not old enough to remember a time when Michael Jackson wasn’t weird.