I met Scott Hamilton, who was sweet and polite and brutally wee.
I've met him, too, Amy! His BFF was my BFF's brother.
Root canal ~ma to you, Teppy. It sucks but it's better than dying of a brain infection.
'Hell Bound'
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.
I met Scott Hamilton, who was sweet and polite and brutally wee.
I've met him, too, Amy! His BFF was my BFF's brother.
Root canal ~ma to you, Teppy. It sucks but it's better than dying of a brain infection.
Sounds like they need at least two more teachers
Hell to the yes.
Root canal~ma for teppy
And lot of surgery ~ma for Mr. Maria.
Root canal~ma for teppy
And lot of surgery ~ma for Mr. Maria.
Ditto, with -ma on top!
but my wife just called and mentioned that she had dinner last night in St. Louis at a table next to Steven Tyler and Randy Jackson (and one of Tyler's daughters). Mr. Tyler was apparently a rich source of data for a table of eavesdropping psycholgists.
Oooh! And which daughter??
Thinking of Maria and her DH this morning. Hope the surgery and recovery go well.
Also sending out ~ma to Steph for her procedure this morning.
The kids start school next week, which means this is the last weekday I get to wake up at 8 for a long time. That's the only dud about school starting, I need to shift my wake up to 6:30.
Mr. Tyler was apparently a rich source of data for a table of eavesdropping psycholgists.
I can' imagine that was highly entertaining. Goodness knows, I'd love to have him on my couch.
I once tossed bread bits at G. Gordon Liddy's back in a restaurant called "Bilbo Baggins" in Alexandria. My date was certain I was going to get us arrested.
Oooh! And which daughter??
Um, I seem to have forgotten this already, but it must have been a not famous daughter. Someone with lots of tattoos and an annoying voice, I was told, but that is not very discriminating on a college campus.
I know this means that I'm going to have to watch at least one episode of American Idol this winter.
Um, I seem to have forgotten this already, but it must have been a not famous daughter.
Ah well.
Someone with lots of tattoos and an annoying voice, I was told, but that is not very discriminating on a college campus.
Heh.
Given the number of celebs living in Brooklyn, it's amazing I don't have more encounters. As it is, I've seen Morgan Sperlock at the playground, Steve Buscemi and John Tuturo on the subway. I managed to live down the street from Michele Williams and Heath Ledger for a year without ever catching a glimpse of either one!
Fringe and Damages used to shoot in my neighborhood, but I was never around at the right time to see Joshua Jackson or Glenn Close.
Growing up in DC, my brush with political fame was sharing an elevator with Marion Barry. My sister can beat me, though, because she performed onstage at Clinton's '93 inauguration. (With the Clintons, Gores, and assorted other big name musicians. She was in the elementary school choir in the background.)