With hockey season ending in a mere 3 weeks (well, for those of us not going to the playoffs it will), I am going to have to find a new hobby to engage me. Suggestions, anyone?
Know what? I am glad Colby and his smarmy (but cute) ass was voted off Survivor tonight and that Jerri (“Satin”) remains in the game. That was a satisfying Tribal Council. However, on the whole, I am very disappointed in this “All Star” Season (lovingly abbreviated ASS on TWOP). I think it’s been boring as all hell. Definitely not the excitement level of say, us beating Marty St. Louis and crew. Oh, and were those two crabs doing the wave? That was so cute – forget the people, let?s have a Survivor all-star animal episode.
Tony Soprano, bless his sociopathic heart, just does it for me. Don’t know why. Don’t care why. He. Just. Does. And even though rumor has it that it was not a body double for dear Dr. Melfi in the brief fantasy scene with she and TS, there are no way her tits are really that perky. Because if there is, I am finding out what it is and getting this procedure done. In fact, I KNOW there is so the hell with the Sherlock work on Melfi, I will take my self over to “Perky Tits R Us” and find me some. Yeah, buddy!
Um, work is gonna be the death of me. Just sayin.
If you are in a turn lane that is exclusively for turning, putting on your turn signal is redundant. You should put your signal on BEFORE you get into that lane and then turn it off once you are there. Because I know you are turning – you’re in the turn lane, for the love of Pete. (from page 301 of Snarkypants Rules for Living Volume 2).
Three straight days of going out is too much for this grandma type. It took me most of Monday, in a fog, to recover from the weekend. Putting on my pajamas at 7pm, watching my Tivo’d shows and playing Cubis is more my speed. And you know what? I can do it because I can do any. thing. I. want to.
I don’t think I will ever have the kind of blog where I discuss deep thoughts. I have them, oh yes I do. But only certain peeps be privy to them (you know who you are) so what I put here is usually just random crap that comes into my head and out my fingers.
Speaking of which, best not to have Thai food and then take a nap because the chances you sorta dream you are paralyzed and cannot move are pretty great. Just saying.
I think that’s all the boring BS I can come up with this late at night. If more comes to mind, I’m sure it will make it to these pages. Then again, maybe not.
Ya never know.
And oh yea, aren’t we cute?