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Friday, January 23, 2004
WAHHHHHH!!!
Captain Kangaroo has died. He and Mr. Green Jeans were my favorite TV pals when I was a wee girl. I hated cartoons with a passion (they were sooooo stupid - Road Runner never dies and he deserves to), but the Captain was my hero. I'll bet Mr. Rogers met Captain Kangaroo at the pearly gates.
Thursday, January 22, 2004
I've always been suspicious of D'Apples mother. She's never been friendly to me (imagine that) and she acts weird. Not weird in an interesting or eccentric way, which would be wonderful, but weird in a way that feels like a puddle of scum. Well, my suspicions turn out to be true. Yes indeedee, D'Apples mother is a drunk and is on drugs.
This really bothers me because D'Apple is mostly non-verbal and in a wheelchair. My first response is to just find her and kick her ass, but then, my second response kicks in and reminds me of those stories about people who are on drugs and somehow muster superhuman strength and powers. Just ask those law inforcement humans who always need nine buddies to restrain one druggie. So, the next time D'Apples mother has volunteered to bring the macaroni and cheese to the holiday party, then doesn't show up or call, I'm going to sneak up behind her when she's in a stupor and cut off a huge swath of her blond hair.
Wednesday, January 21, 2004
So, I officially started celebrating yesterday, on my Birthday Eve, and have continued on through non-stop. Fun Hog Days. And all of my friends have been sooooo polite not to mention my advancing age, fffffffffff, fffffffffff, oh I just can't say it. In fact, I've conveniently fffffffforgotten my age, and have decided just to have fffffffffun and fffffffrolick even more. FFFFFFFFABULOUS!!!! !!!!
Tuesday, January 20, 2004
Mr. B is riding his bicycle in the pitch dark. In his underwear. It's 50 degrees outside. Ride 'em cowboy.
Better get the fire going.
If you are looking to find nice people to co-exist with, do not go to the Target store in Woodland Hills. There you will encounter people who are dumb and obnoxious, yet believe themselves to be superior.
Instead, come over to my place and meet my friends who are smart and curious, yet believe themselves to be students of life.
Open invite.
Sunday, January 18, 2004
If you haven't bought any tangerines yet this winter, I suggest you do because they are DELICIOUS. I personally recommend the Clementines. They are the very best.
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