Notes for a Monday morning
*It took me almost an hour and a half to drive to work this morning because it was raining. I swear, Long Islanders panic at the thought of any hint of precipitation.
*If I ever get married, and I would generally like to if I can find someone with the patience of a saint, I will have a co-ed "wedding shower" instead of a bridal shower, and there will be no fucking games. Just presents, food and alcohol for all.
*Ken Levine is no longer on my shitlist. Turns out we are on the same page. Read his blog here, and hear from someone who wrote some classic sitcoms.
*The Huffington Post audience is not as tolerant as you'd think. After my recent article defending tattoos (which had placed Mr. Levine on my shitlist), nine highly important people with what I would imagine are multiple Ph.D.s in psychology, sociology and/or dermatology admonished me for having tattoos. I was called such colorful things such as "bimbo," "misguided" and was informed that I would look really ugly at 50. I saw the same posters commenting on other stories involving tattooed female celebrities, and they were still really riled up about those of us dirty, painted whores.
*I pulled my back three weeks ago and it hurts all over again. I don't like that, because I like wearing heels. They make my legs look longer, and I'm like all torso. If I can't bend over to pick up a shampoo bottle without wincing, is it time to talk to a doctor?
*I cannot wait for "Bones" tonight. There's a baby in it. There are three handsome men in the cast. And there are few greater things in my mind than good-looking men holding babies. I will be recapping/bloviating on this later tonight, post-broadcast.
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