It only makes sense that my Sentra would go out in style. None of this weepy not turning over in the driveway because it’s cold out crap that so many lesser cars pull. Instead she waited until rush hour traffic ran ragged through the streets and only then did she give up the ghost. [...]
Monthly Archives: February 2008
The Un-Jane Austen Book Club
02.27.08 –
I started with a new book club last night, and I left wanting to make miniature versions of each of the women to keep in a box under my bed. Our splendid meeting reminded me of two cardinal Kris rules:
1) I am utterly obsessed with bright, funny females, particularly those who allow you to [...]
Michael Clayton, can you get mama a glass of red while you’re up? Juno you want to.
02.24.08 –
Ok, so I’m watching the pre-show on ABC. Didn’t it look like Clooney’s girlfriend totally didn’t get his joke about Cary Grant? I also suspect she might be wearing the pastel bedspread from their room at the Sleep Inn.
Javier Bardem. Sweet Jebus. Somebody cleans up real nice, mutton chops and all. I don’t have any [...]
Das Live Blogging
02.24.08 –
Alrighty - the guilty pleasure will be indulged! The live blogging of the 859th Academy Awards will begin promptly at the stroke of 8:30 pm here on the eastern seaboard. I may start at 8 if the pre-show is relatively interesting, which I am guessing it will not be. Unless someone falls [...]
Oscar Wild
02.23.08 –
Hmmm. My girl buns asked if I’d be live blogging the Oscars tomorrow night. Thinking about it. Anyone going to be around?
You said duty
02.21.08 –
Its a funny thing, this not making the final jury cut. It’s a different kind of rejection, but it smacks a little like watching Steve K. dance with another while you stand alone picking potato chip shards out of your braces.
I did my best to make both sides happy. Mr. Prosecutor, I’m 5′5″, I abhor [...]
Monday, Monday, so good to me
02.20.08 –
Monday was a ridiculously perfect day, one of the ones that makes you suspect there might be a deity other than Oprah at work in the world. In DC, the temps reached into the 70s, launching pasty folk out into the sunshine. With their pasty kids, of course. I cared not. [...]
Observance
02.18.08 –
I like to think that while our forefathers were fighting for independence and alternatives to Earl Grey as a national beverage that they envisioned me Murphy’s oiling the hardwoods, returning videos to Blockbuster, and watching the View in honor of their very special date. Happy Presidents’ Day.
