Boss cracks me up. Let me set the scene.
I’m at my desk. He’s at his. We’re about 8 feet from each other. I’m playing Dixie Chicks.
Boss: Hey Aimee. You know that movie “Mars Attacks”?
Me: Yeah.
Boss: You know how those aliens’ heads explode when they listen to that music?
Me: Yeah.
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Boss: I just wanted to make sure you were aware of that.
Me: Very subtle.
I changed it to Eric Clapton.
Aimee: did you ever get access to the apartment with the strange water usage?
Well, there was that time 10 or 15 of my friends chipped in to buy me an iPod. That was way up there on the cool birthdays scale. In fact, that pretty much rocked.
Playing "I Never" with Dom was fun.
My coolest birthday was either the one where Pete surprised me with tickets to Teatro Zinzani (with the comment "You have 8 hours to decide what you're going to wear. Is that enough time?"), or last year's, when a bunch of friends chipped in to get me a video iPod.
Did anyone see Brothers & Sisters this week? I need to rant a bit:
DUDE! Sally Field! You live up your children's butts and yet the one time you might have stuck around to prevent one from having a freakin' AFFAIR you suddenly develope some boundaries?
Affair Son! (man, I just can't keep those boys straight) 1) Yes, you SHOULD go get your wife. 2) She wants to be around her parents, if you throw them out guess what happens? She goes with them, Jackass. And she's right, she DOES put up with your family incessantly. Duh. 3) she's been gone an episode and a half, don't fuck your secretary
Mistress Chick: Oh my God, go away. What kind of passive aggressive head case deprives her daughter of knowing her own Father AND then gets up the butts of her lover's family once he's dead? Dude.
Kitty: oh shut up. Or talk to him. Or just shut up.
Rachel Griffith: you did not have ten good years with joe. it was nine MAX because at least one you spent bitching before our very eyes
Bastard Half Sister: dude, he's an addict and he's lying to you. he said he would. and now he is. quit pouting oh jesuz gawd stop pouting
Gay Brother: ooooh, he's a MINISTER. and did I mention that he's a minister? Wow. He's a minister. We know nothing else about him as a person, apparently his sum-total as a human being is that he is a minister and not half so gay seeming as Rob Lowe. And Lana's parents? Dead
Rob: Rob rob rob rob rob... you're just playing Sam Seaborn again and its creeping me out.
OK, I feel better now.
That was an excellent rant.
I really enjoyed it and I don't even watch that show.
I didn't even know the show existed and I enjoyed the rant.
Don't watch it. Don't even try.
It's too late for me, run while you can...