No offense to the City of Brotherly Love, but your airport blows. And so does US Air.
Thanks to Blake Edwards, I can’t listen to Maurice Ravel’s Bolero without thinking about sex. Granted, he had a point, but still…..
Of all the damn stupid reality t.v. shows I could have gotten hooked on, why in the name of all that is holy did it have to be VH1’s Mob Wives?
This past weekend I had a brief visit with a family friend I haven’t seen in a long time. Her house was pretty much the same as it was 25 years ago; stepping across the threshold took me back to my childhood and happy times.
If I get out of Spanish 120 with a C I’ll be lucky and quite ashamed of myself.
Some celebrity crushes come and go, but the one I have nursed since 6th grade is still going strong. Those of you who know me and watch GCB know exactly who I’m talking about.
The Red Sox/Yankees rivalry lives on, even in Virginia during Little League season. I requested Sweet Caroline for my nephew’s single A Sox team at opening day and what happened next? The single A Yankees manager requested New York, New York. Damned Yankees.Then again, I’m only a Sox fan because of my nephew. I live in Masachusetts but am a diehard Braves fan and will be until the day I die.
Just Dance 3 for Playstation 3 is fine if you’re 7 or 8. 37 year olds should never try it, especially when there’s a working video camera in the room. Which begs the question, why can I only dance to Video Killed the Radio Star? Any other song, and I don’t call it dancing. I call it painful, embarrassing, but not dancing.
Power outage at church last night…slight rain and wind knocked down one of Sunderland’s ancient trees. Then again, a strong fart in the center of town could do the same thing.
One of our paralegals got fired yesterday for selling insurance for a rival company during work hours. How stupid do you have to be?? I am still looking for an island large enough to exile all of the world’s stupid people to….haven’t found it yet.
Reason number 12403123 why I’ll never solely rely on a Kindle: I’ll never be told to turn my book off for taxi and takeoff!
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