I had to sit on the radiator for five minutes

Lindsay's post at the end of this thread on Mike Myers (read the whole thread to get it) is a pretty good summary of most blog comments.

12/28/2005 | Permalink |

Decorated Wall

12/28/2005 | Permalink |

He's Just Not That Into You

The best gig going has to be the one that guy who wrote "He's Just Not That Into You" is working. I saw him on Oprah a while back and it was ridic (yeah, I heart Oprah, so what?). Gals in the audience line up at the mics and offer a description of their current BF situation or guy they have a crush on or whatever. And ya know what his answer was each time? Guess. Right! Every single time it was a smirk and a "I hate to tell you this but..." and then, bam, the punchline.

Gravy, pure gravy. My plan: I'm gonna write a book called "You're Kind of an Idiot." Then I'll go on Oprah and people can line up to ask me questions about their lives. In response to each one I will smirk, say "I hate to break it to you but...[wait for it] you're kind of an idiot." Then the audience will burst out in applause and the questioner will look up sheepishly and respond, "Yeah, I guess I knew that all along but it's really nice to hear it from someone else."

12/27/2005 | Permalink |

Distressed Windows

12/23/2005 | Permalink |

Lights on the Water

12/21/2005 | Permalink |

The Eskimo Way

My favorite Xmas song? The one that advocates pretending, conspiring, dreaming, and frolicking (the Eskimo way, no less).

12/16/2005 | Permalink |

Formal

I was invited to a party last week and told it was "formal." I briefly contemplated whether that meant 1) I needed to dress up or 2) I was supposed to use vous instead of tu.

12/15/2005 | Permalink |