--- Ooooh. Tom and Penlope broke up.
Shocker. And Scientology didn't play any part in it. Phew. I'm sure L.
Ron is so relieved his nasty, decomposed bones took a break for a few
minutes and stopped spinning in the casket. (Or did he get
cremated and is currently floating around in space, sitting in the
primo seats, waiting for the aliens to come down and start up the whole
"Battlefield Earth" scenario? I can never keep these cults straight.)
An interesting (and effing funny) breakup scenario here. (Mom---you're not allowed to read this!)
Shocker. Like we all didn't know. Now we just need for Ricky Martin to come out of the closet.
--- Tulip Update.
Do you feel like Mary-Mary Quite Contrary yet?
--- We had ducks in the yard yesterday. Don't believe me?
As
you can see there was a mama duck and a papa duck. The husband thinks
they might have been scoping out real estate for the whole baby duck
nesting procedure. Ugh. Memo to the ducks: DON'T EVEN THINK ABOUT GETTING DOWN
HERE. THE CAKE EATER FLOWER BEDS ARE NEITHER A DUCKY BROTHEL NOR A
DUCKY MATERNITY WARD! GO OVER TO LAKE HARRIET. TEN BLOCKS EAST OF HERE.
YOU CAN'T MISS IT. YOU'LL GET A MORE POSITIVE RECEPTION THERE.
Yuck. --- It's entirely too nice here today to even think about
blogging further. We're going for a walk. The husband is currently
cleaning off ML's computer and he needs to take a break because he's a.
frustrated and b. the antivirus software needs time to run. She has a
virus, it seems and needed help sorting it out. I'm thinking ML's kids
are going to get a lecture about authorizing websites to put entire file folders worth of spyware on her laptop. Tisn't going to be pretty.
Ciao bella and have a wonderful weekend. I'm ghandi.
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