Well, from my porch I see brick sidewalks, colonial houses, and a sailing ship from the 1700s, so, yeah.

Man...sometimes I really miss living in the Northeast.

Maybe they live in "olden times"?

Maybeeee.

Seriously, how do you not know about Dolce and Gabbana. It was even in that ricockulous "My Humps" song. (Which I hate with a passion that would make even Angelus go "Like whoa" but it was everywere).

This guy DEFINITELY did not know that song. His friend said, when telling him about Bruce Jenner, "He doesn't follow sports and he doesn't eat Wheaties."

The show is kind of interesting, except for the fact that they draaaggg.... outtttt.... evvvvery.... thinnnggggg. They have twelve people and twelve one-line descriptions, like "had a heart transpant," "bouncer," "elephant trainer," or "New Kid On The Block," and the contestant has to match them up.

I think I accidentally recorded an episode of that but haven't watched it.

If you keep your finger on the FF, you can watch an episode in about 20 minutes -- skipping through every time Penn Gilette tries to build up excitement.

Edit: Oh, and now I'm the sucker, because I didn't recognize Jerry Mathers. ("Former Child Star.")

I'll remember that if I ever get around to watching it.

I kind of love it that Erik Estrada is going to be on Armed and Famous.

Not enough to watch it, but enough to smile when I think about it.

They were talking about Armed and Famous on the radio on Friday--since it was filmed in Hammond, IN (or some other Indiana town, at least relatively close to Chicago), they had someone call in whose sister worked with the various z-list celebs they have going out on calls with the force. Apparently, they did put Erik Estrada to good use at least once--they took him along on a domestic where the people spoke only Spanish, and he was able to interpret.

Seriously, how do you not know about Dolce and Gabbana.

I know it is something fashion related. Whether it is shoes, bags, clothing, jewelry, I can only guess. There are large gaps in my knowlege.

So one of the things I got in my stocking from dad was one of these led keychain lights. That's shaped like a pig. When you press the button on its head, blue rays shoot from its nostrils and it OINK OINKS!

It's really quite charming. (My dad called me Piglet from when I was really wee.) Except I keep scaring the shit out of myself when I accidentally bump it and it OINK OINKS.

Laundering. And TALing.

Whether it is shoes, bags, clothing, jewelry, I can only guess.

All of the above actually. My NYE dress was Dolce & Gabbana (not to be confused with D&G). Deeply, deeply discounted as it had hung on a rack at the consignment store for a year or so. It doesn't look great on a hanger, but dude, on a human? Helloooooo nurse!

I'm one of those people who'd be very happy to dress very nicely if I didn't have to shop and no one told me how much it cost (I've got dumb issues.) As it is, I can manage clean and classic plus interesting shoes but that's about it.

I mean, I'm annoyed that my probably 5+ year old jeans really need replacing (they are old navy after all) and I'm pretty sure last time I was in an ON, they no longer carried them. That's just...sad.