I just read the following:
LOS ANGELES, March 10 /PRNewswire/ -- SHOWTIME has renewed the critically- acclaimed, groundbreaking lesbian drama THE L WORD(R) for a sixth and final season, it was announced today by Robert Greenblatt, SHOWTIME's President of Entertainment. One of the network's longest running series, THE L WORD(R) will culminate early next year in eight final episodes, marking the end of an era chronicling the lives of these iconic characters who have played a pivotal role in changing cultural perceptions of lesbians and the transgender community on and off screen. Production will resume in early summer.
I CAN'T BELIEVE THEY ARE ENDING THE SHOW. ::THUD::
Monday, March 10, 2008
Thursday, March 6, 2008
Time for a funny
The next time someone asks you a dumb question wouldn't you like to respond like this...
Yesterday, I was buying a large bag of Purina dog chow for Athena the wonder dog at Wal-Mart and was about to check out. A woman behind me asked if I had a dog. What did she think I had... an elephant?
So since I had little else to do, on impulse, I told her that no, I didn't have a dog, and that I was starting the Purina Diet again although, I probably shouldn't, because I'd ended up in the hospital last time. On the bright side though, I'd lost 50 pounds before I awakened in an intensive care ward with tubes coming out of most of my orifices and IVs in both arms.
I told her that it was essentially a perfect diet and that the way that it works is to load your pants pockets with Purina nuggets and simply eat one or two every time you feel hungry and that the food is nutritionally complete so I was going to try it again. (I have to mention here that practically everyone in the line was by now enthralled with my story.)
Horrified, she asked if I ended up in intensive care because the dog food poisoned me. I told her no; I stepped off a curb to sniff an Irish Setter's ass and a car hit us both.
I thought the guy behind her was going to have a heart attack, he was laughing so hard! WAL-MART won't let me shop there anymore.
Yesterday, I was buying a large bag of Purina dog chow for Athena the wonder dog at Wal-Mart and was about to check out. A woman behind me asked if I had a dog. What did she think I had... an elephant?
So since I had little else to do, on impulse, I told her that no, I didn't have a dog, and that I was starting the Purina Diet again although, I probably shouldn't, because I'd ended up in the hospital last time. On the bright side though, I'd lost 50 pounds before I awakened in an intensive care ward with tubes coming out of most of my orifices and IVs in both arms.
I told her that it was essentially a perfect diet and that the way that it works is to load your pants pockets with Purina nuggets and simply eat one or two every time you feel hungry and that the food is nutritionally complete so I was going to try it again. (I have to mention here that practically everyone in the line was by now enthralled with my story.)
Horrified, she asked if I ended up in intensive care because the dog food poisoned me. I told her no; I stepped off a curb to sniff an Irish Setter's ass and a car hit us both.
I thought the guy behind her was going to have a heart attack, he was laughing so hard! WAL-MART won't let me shop there anymore.
Wednesday, March 5, 2008
The Time Has Come
...the Walrus said,To talk of many things:
Of shoes--and ships--and sealing-wax--
Of cabbages--and kings--
And why the sea is boiling hot--
And whether pigs have wings."
I can't get that verse out of my head. I have finally completed every one of my insurance companies requirements for the Gastric Bypass surgery and meet with the surgeon today. I am so nervous. I don't know why. It isn't like everything I've been doing these past 11 months wasn't going to bring me to this moment. Still, I am nervous. I know everything there is to know about this procedure good and bad and I really think it is the way for me to go. So why am I so frickin nervous??????? Well, I now have twentynine minutes before I have to leave. Guess I'll head back to the bathroom and try to figure that out.
Of shoes--and ships--and sealing-wax--
Of cabbages--and kings--
And why the sea is boiling hot--
And whether pigs have wings."
I can't get that verse out of my head. I have finally completed every one of my insurance companies requirements for the Gastric Bypass surgery and meet with the surgeon today. I am so nervous. I don't know why. It isn't like everything I've been doing these past 11 months wasn't going to bring me to this moment. Still, I am nervous. I know everything there is to know about this procedure good and bad and I really think it is the way for me to go. So why am I so frickin nervous??????? Well, I now have twentynine minutes before I have to leave. Guess I'll head back to the bathroom and try to figure that out.
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