Shows Gone Wild
Where have all the good shows gone? Thursday night was line-up night. You need 3 shows for Line-Up. Otherwise, it’s just back-to-back. And that’s a Sunday thing.
TV Times
With my trusty PVR, no show is too lame to at least test-drive. And why the hell not, right? Sure, PVR may be my crack, but with the plethora of new fall shows, it’s an absolute must.
Men in Cars
I kinda get the whole penis extension/check-out-my-Porsche thing. But what is it with the (straight?) guys who drive the little red sportsters? Or, better still, the ones in the turquoise reissued t-birds? Sooooo not their demo.
Almighty Stench
From cloying creams to sickening spritzes, we all reek. And not of B.O. I slather on the deodorant and enjoy a squirt of perfume as much as the next gal. In fact, I’m a product whore! But it’s the actual scents – or should I say flavours – that put me off.
Mr. Irritability
Anyone know of another key TV portrait of irritability? Who’s cheesier-in-a-good-way? Who’s so stupid-he’s-genius? Who is that hilarious in the realm of irritable characters? Mr. Drama is amusing, but COME ON – he doesn’t hold a candle to Gob, R.I.P.
Home Sweet Home
When I think summer vacation, I think fun in the sun. It’s easy math: Summer + Holiday = lazy days. But throw the family into that equation and what do you get? Work.
Can You Repeat the Question?
I said I was married, two kids. And then the conversation kinda stopped. In fact, it was less a convo than me asking the how’s, where’s and what’s. Answer, answer, answer…Doesn’t anybody ask anymore?
Take Me Home, Country Road
So off we went, me and my baby boys. I noticed the rain coming down. Hard. I took a deep breath and soldiered on. I was a grown-up woman. A mother for Chrissakes. And I was terrified. White-knuckled, jaw-clenched, might-just-lose-it terrified.
Plan B
Remember back in the day when you were young and foolish? There was always the Plan B-er. The boy –or girl – who was besotted with you. Like in Teen Movies. The insurance policy. In real life, you probably never thought twice about the loser who was into you. Until you got dumped and turned to them, only to find they’d moved on.
World Cup of Coffee
I found the whole thing too car dealership-ish for my liking. In fact last time I had my oil changed I think I used a Tassimo- I just didn’t know it yet. My man fell for it from the start. It was techy, it was easy, it was tasty. Sold!