The end of an error. Good riddance. (“Don’t go falling out of any windows!”) BONUS: And may we never see Mechanical Bull named a fashion icon ever again. The woman met Wills and Kate dressed like a MARSHMALLOW PEEP, for crying out loud. “Here, we see Kate in her natural environment, questioning if the press […]
Dear Beyonce, Look into pants. Also, if you could find a new “dance routine” . . . one which did not resemble, say, my poodle in heat, that would be awfully swell. Sincerely, ~Decently Demure
You’d think . . . . . . when a “Beauty Vlogger” was filming her review of a well-known cosmetic line . . . . . . that she could at least go to the trouble to learn how to pronounce the name of the line, beforehand.
Knobby went out today to pick up some essentials at the Walmart. You can tell the residual effects of HarryPotter ThemePark attendance in the Hangouts convo we had during his trip. Screenshot: I really do hate that person. The CouponCutter is worse than The Target Check-Writer. (And you KNOW how much we groan-with-disbelief when we […]
Pixy needs a martini. I went out today. On my own. That’s probably nothing to most of you. But . . . I don’t like going out. I like staying home. I like staying home for more than a week at a time, if possible. I like WALLOWING in the staying at home. And I […]
~You well know my snobbery regarding “reality television”. However, I do admit that my DVR records The Duggars. I know. I’m a hypocrite. What can I say — I found their lifestyle and morality refreshingly different from the likes of TrashyHousewivesInForeclosure and DancingWithTheD-List. Anyway. This season, two of the DuggarDaughters have hooked up with guys […]
A comment just witnessed on a cosmetic for sale: “I bought this set because of the limited addition Wild Rose Shimmer Brick.” SIGH. More like “LIMITED GRAMMAR”, lady.
The USPS — that ever-vigilant beacon of precision and accuracy — placed a letter in our mailbox yesterday which was not addressed to us. That, in itself, is no rarity. I know that there are those of you reading who cannot discern the tone of my cynicism above, no matter how obvious it may be […]
Ah yes. The one who reverses . . . this is the veritable Rhodes Scholar of whom I wrote this morning. We wondered as we drove in from our long day at the hospital today and saw the big veering tracks up the grass “what idiot would drive like that???” . . . . . […]
I’m tired. (Groundbreaking intro there, folks. Groundbreaking.) Tired and apprehensive. The tired . . . obviously. Got up yesterday morning, procured my cup of coffee, then decided “You know what? I’m going to lie back down.” And that’s what I did . . . or planned to do . . . for the rest of […]