Category: Blog

  • well, well

    Look who jumped on the bandwagon. Maybe this means I’m one day closer to a redesign from sweet AB.

  • Dave made me cry today.

    Dammit, Dave! I’m late for a meeting now because you wrote such nice things about me. I totally remember your cut finger, and I’m sorry I didn’t go into Nurse Abby mode for you. And it’s not the Clooney/Batman that I remember most, it’s you calling Andre Braugher “Andre Bra-ha-ha-ha-ha.” Always. Dave kept me sane…

  • NBC admits it sucks

    The not-cancelled-soon-enough Coupling was so bad it made me want to weep. At least Jeff Zucker’s man enough to admit the show was assy.

  • dilemma…

    Lost Idols wants us to come in for an interview. Assuming we ace the camera with flying colors due to our effortless charm and wit, should stee and I go on a VH-1 show searching for Chunk? Or should we stick to only recapping reality television? How much us is too much us? And does…

  • One Pam Clapping

    From my sister: It is the 4th you should write something. We are bored and waiting for your interesting antics that happen so we can break away from our lives and live vicariously through you.HEE HEE Love you and see you sooner than the last time that I said that. She doesn’t read the blog,…

  • The Smoke Signal

    Kevin Smokler (those of you old schoolers from the forum know him as Weegee) reviews WGAW in his notify. Thanks, Kevin!

  • lick it.

    So in my most recent Gilmore Girls recap, I take a quick tangent to wonder why construction people always lick their pencils before they write. Not one, but two emails have come in today to answer my question. From Laura: Hey there, You offered up this observation on your most recent Gilmore Girls recap. Those…

  • one pam clapping

    New Entry. I have some good news. And you can leave your comments about the entry right here! See? Comments. Ah, it’s three steps removed from a forum.

  • Sugar Daddy Found.

    The book arrived in the mail today. Thanks, Kathleen.

  • I said to stee, I said:

    “This is the kind of high-fallutin’ stuff I’d expect from your fancy-pants school, not mine.”