Archive for December, 2007

A Little Research. A Lot Of Work.

Sunday, December 30th, 2007

A Little Research
Been doing some background research on the little TV show I shot.  All I can say is…”hmmmm, interesting”.  All the pieces are falling into place.  I know this all sounds cryptic…that’s intentional.  Just:  IMdb is chock full of illuminating trivia.
A Lot Of Work
So I finally decided that I’m just going to buckle down […]

Friday, December 28th, 2007

In the pursuit of honesty with my readers, I had the very clear thought yesterday that:
“I have a nice vagina.”
It just came to me. I don’t know why. You know how you’ll be sitting there, doing quantum physics or balancing your check book, and you have like an epiphany? Or something–a phrase […]

Mr. Scrooge, Mr. Grinch, and That One Homeless Guy

Sunday, December 16th, 2007

It’s official: I am done with Christmas.
I used to love Christmas as a kid. I remember not being able to sleep the night before, imagining all the wonders that my poor, single-income, church supported parents would hide under the tree. Would it be a pony like I always wanted? A new […]

Long and Lean

Thursday, December 13th, 2007

For years, I’ve insisted that I was–and even been proud of–all of five foot four inches tall. I was short. Maybe a tad stocky, even.
Today, I realized I was not, in fact, five foot four inches tall, but according to my tape measure, five foot FIVE inches tall.
DEAR GOD, I’VE BEEN LIVING […]

Two Eyes Are Not Enough…I Need a Spare

Wednesday, December 12th, 2007

“When you have a nation that’s polarized, you have a nation that’s paralyzed.”
“Our education system needs Weapons of Mass Instruction.”
“I will not only be the Commander-in-Chief, but the Communicator-in-Chief.”
Mike Huckabee makes me want to gouge my eyes out.  I really should turn this off before I lose any other pertinent body parts.

YAY!

Saturday, December 1st, 2007

I love watching trashy reality TV. I do. I will admit it. There is something about feeling awesome about myself that there’s no way I’d ever be that much of a ‘ho ever, or that I’d never say/do that, blah, blah, blah.
There aren’t many shows I enjoy more than the Real World. […]

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