Well, 14 of you have spoken. Good enough. I'm not picky.
Anyway, much to my amazement, you all (apparently) enjoy my bizarre, pointless rambling! Who knew?
You like me! You really like me!
Oy, Sally, the hair! Not so surprisingly, though the timeless black strapless and bow diamond necklace are so chic. And seriously, doesn't she look like she could kick some Actress nominee ass? Those are some buff biceps, lady.
By the way, does everyone remember than she played Frog in the first two Smokey and the Bandit movies? Just checking.
Does anyone else have difficulty sitting through those dying polar bear and neglected SPCA animal commercials? Either I'm going through early (ridiculously early, catastrophically early, so absurd that the thought really shouldn't be crossing anyone's friggin' mind, okay?) menopause or those ads pull the heart strings in a way that would make the Hallmark Channel proud. I literally have to pause the TiVo then fast forward through the ad or I start tearing up.
Mr. Fluffy, my pen named 6 pound pup, might be schizophrenic. He adores me as a general rule, but if I accidentally touch him while he's sleeping you'd think I was Jack the Puppy Ripper coming at him with a switchblade and bloodlust. Instant Cujo! Does anyone else have this problem?Watching one of the most brilliant comedic masterpieces of all time, Trading Places, and it struck me in the proverbial funny bone that future Minnesota Senator Al Franken plays a baggage handler screwing around with man in a gorilla suit. So awesome. Might, in fact, be the last movie where a man in black face was hilarious. Also best use of a Mozart overture. Hey Academy of Motion Picture Arts and Sciences, I think you should really consider both of these as future award categories. And I won't settle for the pre-show Technical Oscars.
"Merry New Year!"
In other news, I've been buying research books like crazy. Realized the reason I'm stalled out on Banish is because, while I have a good grasp on the characters, there are some plot issues that aren't getting along as nicely as I had hoped. With any luck, these marbles will be playing an orderly game of Parchesi in my brain by the end of the month.
Or maybe my head will just explode. Either way, it should be entertaining!
Can't stand those commercials either. Even the Pedigree one. Remember the one with the dog who thought the people might pick him? He looked so happy. Until they walked away.
ReplyDeleteNope. Neither of my two care about being woken up. Tasha will look at me like 'what the freak is your problem?' but that's about it. Ronan? He's a snuggle slut. Wake the boy from a sound sleep and he rolls over and exposes his belly. You can move him anywhere you want, pick him up, etc. Like I said. Snuggle slut.
Luuuuuuuuvvvvv your ramblings Gretchen! You make me laugh every time.
ReplyDeleteLove your ramblings, too. Just trying to post a comment from a PC at school.
ReplyDeleteLooks like that worked! I wonder what the problem is with Macs...
ReplyDeleteIt's because I hate Macs. I've specifically formatted my blog to be anti-Mac. Justin Long can suck it. ;)
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