Month: February 2004
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AB loves me.
I got drunk-dialed last night by someone I hadn’t heard from in three years. It must be because AB reprinted my recent message to her.
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dan asks you to rank your hershey’s miniatures
Relationships are based on compromise, and opposites attract for a reason. For example, if Krackel were my favorite Hershey’s Miniature and also the favorite of someone with whom I was coupled, who would eat all of the nasty Special Darks? And what’s so special about them? Besides their rancid taste, of course. I’ve asked this…
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dan talks karma, baby
When I first moved to New York, I floated a somewhat Carrie-Bradshaw-esque theory of urban life that has held up remarkably well in the years since I proposed it, even though that was six minutes after I graduated from college at a time I thought the Spice Girls would outlast that young Spears upstart. The…
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twocap sounds much less impressive!
One day — and one day very, very soon — I promise I’ll post something here that isn’t just a link to the recaps that kept me from writing something significant here. You dig? Aaaanyway, that day isn’t right now. But I did buy a new shower curtain today, and it’s beeeeeautiful. Not my favorite…
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The Sixth Annual Valentine’s Day Poems Entry
I want you to know that I’m at a Starbucks next to my night job and I came here early with my computer just to write these for you. Why? Because I’m clearly in love with you more than I love myself. Like Wynonna, “I forgot to put myself on the list!” Kick it. [db]…
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Gilmore Girls Recap
Longest Episode Title of All Time. Luke gets drunk. Valentine Poems are on their way. You didn’t think I’d forget, did you?
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Barbie and Ken broke up
It’s true. “To better reflect her single status, Cali Barbie will wear board shorts and a bikini top, metal hoop earrings, and have a deeper tan.” I hope she’s got a good lawyer, or Ken’s gonna want three of her dream houses and at least seventeen of the cars. [Thanks to Charles for the link]
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Oh, Ray. You Continue To Inspire Gwen Stefani.
Even when I’m finally on the red carpet, Ray’s on one much fancier. Of all my friends who would go to the Grammys, I must admit Ray wasn’t the first name to come to mind. But he should have been.