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What babe? And the winner is… Andrea! I think the random-number generator thingie has a brain, because it picked the best one. See the tenth comment on this post to read about Andrea’s Terrible, Horrible, No Good, Very Bad Date. —- You know what this . . . → Read More: You remind me of the babe. –Judy Tenuta Damn. I really wish I’d written this post (even though Katie called me a fat hater in the comments). In it, she riffs on the FOX show More to Love, in which 26-year-old Luke Conley, a contractor and real estate investor, searches for “love” amongst 20 plus-sized women. Apparently, ol’ Luke is something of a gourmand . . . → Read More: “How many of you have ever started dating because you were too lazy to commit suicide?†Lyndsey, age five: Ohlookasquirrelwhat’sthisinmypocketIdon’tlikethatsong. Kelly, age five: Archetypal anthropomorphism is SUCH a cliché. Mom, am I retarded? Ryan, age five: If Wile E. Coyote REALLY wanted to catch The Roadrunner, he would start thinking strategically instead of mindlessly swallowing the Acme Corporation’s hype. —– Happily, now that we’re all grown up, Lyndsey has a much longer attention span and I . . . → Read More: The Hills Are Alive Number 62: Check. Painting of St. Louis Cathedral and the Vieux Carré by Ryan . . . → Read More: Cerulean Blue Skies . . . → Read More: North of I-10 . . . → Read More: Take me back to New Orleans/And drop me at my door I’m leaving today for my summer minibreak in New Orleans, where I plan to hang out and relax with Jessica the Web Mistress, Mark and Tara; have a slumber party with Lyndsey and her poor, unsuspecting roommate, Ryan; sing showtunes with Lyndsey’s Gay Male Chorus (TM); give our server Neil Gaiman’s pass phrase at The Green . . . → Read More: Clearly, it’s hard work being me. |
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