But the real question is, how do the both of them compare to The Numa Numa Dance?
Natter 39 and Holding
Off-topic discussion. Wanna talk about corsets, duct tape, or physics? This is the place. Detailed discussion of any current-season TV must be whitefonted.
JT = kinda hot. [link]
I cannot wait for this movie.
Also, I went to The Grove today and saw that my sweet batshit crazy boy was also shopping there. I was incredibly tempted to speak to him.
Of course, I would have called him "JD" and not "my sweet batshit crazy boy." Probably.
Oh dear. As a baby, my brother referred to nursing as "numa." Afraid to click.
Jessica, I was just thinking about Numa Numa. Emmett's godmother told us a couple of weeks ago that her youngest daughter had had a friend over for the night, and they played the Numa Numa video for something like 3 hours straight, dancing gleefully all over the house like wee maniacs.
sarameg, please don't be afraid. Click!
Movies are bad! Instead watch Ellen which was the one we went to the taping of. Play, spot Lori and Kat.
That was today's?!? I totally watched it and deleted it. So now I can't spot you. But I can see if they rerun it some time. It was with Denise Richards?
The movie did turn out to be a bad idea, as I fell asleep. Oops. Maybe tomorrow.
Well, I am on dialup, so it would be a pained experience anyway.
What movie is so dull it is putting you to sleep, Jesse?
Aimee, it worked out fine with the blushing girl. Jesse, they embraced your pregnancy trope which is frustrating as hell.
12 O'Clock High. It's not that it was so dull, it's that I'm so sleepy, apparently.
JZ, how did the service for your granddad go?
It was lovely -- the priest didn't know my grandfather, but knew my uncle (his oldest son) well and had met all three of his children and talked with them at some length about him; it was very short, simple and ecumenical: just all of us out in the backyard holding hands, with the only nod to formality being the priest requesting that we put down our coffee cups before we started. Each of his three children did a short reading, we all held hands and just thought quietly about him, and then the ashes went into the ground and we all filed past and crumbled a small handful of dirt on top of them. Then a young spruce tree went in, and then we all filed inside for croissants and scrambled eggs and 5 1/2 gallons of coffee.
Later, my sibs and their partners and Hec and I went miniature golfing, and then we went to the state line and I gambled for the first time ever (put in $5, won $4.75 on my first quarter, and cashed out immediately; I'm a big pussy), and then came back, collected my mom, and all went out for Mexican. It was an oddly lovely day.
Thanks for asking. You are the kindest Teppy ever.
How is your dad lately? Taking a brief break from scaring the holy shit out of you (as he damn well ought)?