… even if it’s just a finesse gangsta! :) (Uh, don’t ask)
Happy St. Pattys day to my cousin Mary who for some bizarro reason identifies more with the irish side of our family than the italian side. I’m sure she is wearing green socks today!
Busy weekend! I got a yummy massage and a manicure on Saturday and then we went to Sal and Kim’s where it was decided that I am the only one with a clue playing Trivial Pursuit because whoever is on my team always wins! (Took them long enough, didn’t it?) I didn’t get to bake cookies with the goddaughter of love on Sunday as planned because I spent too much time at work and just plum(b?) ran outta time before I had to do something at 7pm.
And David and I were wondering what the hell is up with Six Feet Under being so positively boring this season? Where the hell is Brenda (ARF!). From the TWoP recap of Ep #2:
“…we fade back up on Maya the Leviathan’s giant, orthogonal cranium as she cavorts in a crib beside Nate and Lisa’s bed. Which, by the way, seems to have gone from being a Family Bed to being The Bed of Overly Polite And Excessively Quiet Chipmunk Sex. Yep. that’s right. Nate and Lisa are doing the nasty, if you can call anything “nasty” that involves use of the phrases “Are you sure you’re comfortable?” and “Do you want to get on top?” You know the expression “She drives like old people fuck”? Well, Nate and Lisa fuck like old people fuck. I can’t believe I’m saying this, but I miss Brenda already.” I will stick with it because the ROB (return of Brenda) is sure to brighten things up (RIGHT??).
Quiet Chipmunk Sex? Anyone want to explain that?
As a matter of fact,I was wearing green socks and my shamrock t-shirt and I had dinner at O’Toole’s with the fam and some co-workers. I won a DJ contest! I almost won 2, but the 10 year old, beat me to the microphone by a split second. Yes, that’s what green beer will do for ya!
Ironically, St. Joseph’s Day – the Italian feast day – is two days later on March 19th and if they had a special tradition, I’d be celebrating that one, also! I’m not Mexican or Spanish, but hey, give me a Corona on Cinco de Mayo! Cheers!