I turned down Jermaine Dupree, Sinbad, and Mike Epps. I played footsy with Michael Imperioli. I negged Tommy Davidson. Hard. I flirted with Bill Bellamy.
Good god, I'm old. Also, black.
Jose Canseco told me he'd beat me up.
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I turned down Jermaine Dupree, Sinbad, and Mike Epps. I played footsy with Michael Imperioli. I negged Tommy Davidson. Hard. I flirted with Bill Bellamy.
Good god, I'm old. Also, black.
Jose Canseco told me he'd beat me up.
Grace had her first soccer practice tonight. [link] Predictably, it did not go well. There were tears. And vomit. But she looks cute in cleats and shinguards!
Jose Canseco told me he'd beat me up.
But that was krav, not flirting. I hope.
But that was krav, not flirting. I hope.
From the look on his face, it was hard to tell. He was, at least, trying to impress me.
But she looks cute in cleats and shinguards!
Oh yeah!
Maria, all the best wishes and ~ma for you DH tomorrow.
Matt, much ~ma to your friend.
Juliebird, that sounds absolutely terrifying.
I came home from work and slept for five hours, because I got no sleep last night. I hope not to repeat the pattern tonight.
Besides meeting Gloria Steiniem (at the same time as smonster) and Jane Espenson (ditto), there are my many drinks with Corb Lund, where he has said many, many awkward, strange things to me. But I'm not sure he counts as a celeb, especially in the US, but it's a nice mental scrapbook of weird.
So you know how my iPod broke and I ran and got a little Nano?
G & J just sent me a brand new one. They didn't even know the one they had given me a few years ago broke.
It's so weird, because I wrote to G a couple of weeks ago to tell him that it was one of the best presents I ever got in my whole life, and I think of them often because sometimes when I feel like I am going to break, I just put in my headphones and it saves me.
And then I come home today, and there's a new iTouch on my doorstep.
How in the hell did I ever attract such awesome, generous people? I'm a total inept dick.
I am so proud of CJ. Again. It is over a week away, but CJ wants to participate in a memorial stair climb on Sept. 11th. He has even sent a note to his ARP chief to see if he can do it in uniform and if it can be an official ARP activity.
I have met, flirted or otherwise with no celebs, minor or otherwise.
But dude, I live in Kansas City!
My friend who got me the haircut today was a flight attendant on the private campaign plane of Hilary Clinton's, and Bill Clinton looked down her shirt (she has huge boobs) and called her hon.
That's all I got.
And one of my college buddies got high with one of the Ramones in an alley in the 80's.
What a good kid. Someone must be raising him right. (ETA: CJ, that is, not Erin's college buddy, though I'm sure he's perfectly good, too.)