Oh. Well then.

I went to a baby shower with a MONKEY theme today. I swear, some of my real life friends here could be buffistas.

My gift was a Curious George soundtrack and red monkey Robeez.

I've never ever just ran into a celebrity of any calibre so I don't know how I'd react. But I think it would be weird to be in line with somebody famous doing something as mundane as buying toilet paper at Costco or paint at Lowes.

it would be weird to be in line with somebody famous doing something as mundane as buying toilet paper at Costco or paint at Lowes.

Dollars to donuts your thought would be "Huh. Short."

I was just reminded that my L.A. friend M saw somebody amazing at her neighborhood Lowe's.

Why can't I remember who it was? (My faulty memory wants to say Johnny Depp but that couldn't POSSIBLY be right, could it?)

On edit: Not Johnny Depp - - Sean Penn and they were looking at the same things at the store (can't recall - light fixtures? Something you buy at Lowe's) and he was not shorter than she expected but taller. . . and better looking.

Heh. I've run into 2 celebrities in airports: Prince at LAX and Al Yankovich in the Madison airport. Prince blew by with his entourage before we even barely realized who it was. Wierd Al was just standing there talking to someone and my daughter recognized him. I, like a big dumb "mother knows best" party pooper said, no it's not. The news that evening proved me wrong and my daughter, of course, rubbed it in.

If I ran into someone famous, the likelyhood that I would recognize them is low.

I don't think I'd speak to them unless they spoke to me first.

Dollars to donuts your thought would be "Huh. Short."

And "IMDB LIES!"

My tooth--the one that DIDN'T hurt before I went in and had root canal and a temporary crown put on it is now aching like a motherfucker. *sigh* Saturday night of a long holiday weekend in which we are leaving town. As soon as the permanent crown gets put on, I'm switching dentists. This is such bullshit.

Poor Cash. Tooth and dentist~ma.

Though I'm not married, it would seem better to take a diplomatic tack and not actually tell one's spouse that they're (or the story they're telling) is *boring.* That's not the kindest thing to say.

I didn't tell her she was boring. I just decided the rant was skippable on the way to a better mood.

Obviously, the proper spousal role is to listen patiently. I only offerred a counter-example because...well, because it worked. It was a win /win. I did not offend her.

Back from Livermore. We won both games. Emmett pitched two shutout innings in the second game, and made a brilliant stab on a line drive while pitching. (The kid on the opposing team walked back to the dugout with his head down and disconsolate. He'd totally ripped it.) While on the mound, Emmett also pounced on a hard grounder to his right and made the play, and on another shot up the middle knocked the ball down with his pitching hand that the shortstop was able to turn into a rally killing out.

The first game we won easily. The second game we were cruising along winning easily, when the opposing team scored five in the bottom of the sixth (last) inning to send it into extra innings. But we prevailed.

Hec, as somebody who could potentially rant for two days with only a little water to sustain me, I've come to appreciate a skillful deflection. God, how scary would I be pregnant?