Sunday, November 29, 2009
Tuesday, November 24, 2009
I need to be packing, but I'm wasting time and watching bad/great judge shows, because Comcast figured out they were giving us 40 channels for free last week. (wah wah wah...good while it lasted) And I have had two viruses in a row, so TV watching has been somewhat essential, you know how it is. Back to judge shows. They are numerous, and in my investigation of new-to-me channels I found this jem--
Nothing improves a horrible show with a horrible gimmick. See justice served live, on a sidewalk, with the sound of traffic in the background! (with Judge "Mazz")
Posted by Malorie at 3:33 PM
Wednesday, November 18, 2009
You spill water on a newly ordered library book (I am the first to check it out--ever)? I am going to have to turn it in and confess my deed. Do I send it with a note? Do I tell the kind older lady or younger tattooed lady that I would like to buy the book outright, because it pretty much changed my life?
Then, every time I reach the epilogue and turn the very wrinkled pages, it will remind me of that plane ride. The ride where I spilled a full cup of ice water on the book and my lap, making me look like I peed my pants. And I didn't care about other people seeing that guilty looking patch of pants, but I did care about walking around the airport with very wet, cold jeans. Which is the worst. (!) I've come a long way since high school, when I sat in a wet restaurant chair before the homecoming dance, staining my gray satin skirt. I was so emotionally fragile and nervous that I first accused my overly sweaty legs of soaking through 10 layers of tulle rather than think the chair was to blame. I spent the rest of the night overly apologetic and shuffling along walls to hide the dark spot.
So I really hope I can buy this book. Because it reminds me of how much I love being a twin, how much I love actually having self esteem (and not being in high school), and how I probably got the swine flu from the guy coughing next to me on the plane. All equally important and historic facts.
Posted by Malorie at 5:11 PM
Tuesday, November 3, 2009
And my friend Tara had no idea who Hulk Hogan was or is. Like never, ever heard of him. My mind was blown, to say the least. (Sorry Tara, but this was so astonishing to me that it had to be made public.)
Posted by Malorie at 9:04 AM