Archive for December, 2004
“How Could You Be My Daughter?”
My mother and I just had this conversation, which kind of cracked me up. "…well, we’re going to have fondue and champagne and then we’re all sleeping over and getting up and watching the Rose Parade." "Uh-huh…" "You don’t care." "Yes, I do. I mean, not about the Rose Parade." "You’re not going to watch [...]
Read More..>>“Tsunami, Wave of Destruction”
It’s a disaster, yes, but could Primetime Live not refer to it as "Tsunami: Wave of Destruction"? It sounds like a major motion picture release. As does the voiceover. Report the news, please. DON’T COMMENT ON IT.
Read More..>>Suck It, Tsunami
I woke up on Sunday morning and wandered into my mom’s bedroom and, while flicking through stations on her tiny TV, we heard that there was a really serious earthquake off the coast of Indonesia. That was it. Nothing more. I had no idea how serious it was. The rest of Sunday passed without more [...]
Read More..>>Oh, Simon.
Oh, how I love TiVo. I came home from hanging with the Mom on Christmas to discover that I had set up TiVo to record Duran Duran on VH1′s "The Set" and I was not disappointed. The Boys are much closer to my own age now than I’d ever thought they would be. When I [...]
Read More..>>There Are No Words
Happy Christkwanzannukah, everyone! Yes, we’d been drinking, why do you ask? She was a gift from the Secret Santa Yankee Gift Swap thing we did on Monday. My friend Juan is holding her up and it’s he who asked the question, "Is that Karen Carpenter singing?" And that’s me responding, "Yes, it’s dead Karen Carpenter, [...]
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