Blooms

I'm with Coco.

It goes like this...

Once, there was a junior high girl who used to sneak out of her bed at around 11:35 (Central Time) at night. She would creep "quietly" down the stairs to the sunroom, where she would turn on the TV for an hour or so to enjoy this fine program.



After many years of extremely late nights and extremely early mornings, she was thrilled to learn that this guy



would replace this guy



resulting in this wonderful new show.




Sadly, the glory was short-lived and evil Overlord NBC snatched away The Tonight Show and returned it to its former wicked master.

Despair covered the land, and all hope seemed lost. Until...





There was singing.



And an inflatable bat.



There was pleather.



And a discussion about the invention of the Jucy Lucy.



There was Brian Setzer.



And visits from old friends.





And it was all topped off with The Walker Texas Ranger Lever.



So, aside from challenging parking and then going to the wrong theatre (luckily, the State, Orpheum, and Pantages are all within a block of each other), it was a great evening with much laughter.

And all in all, it was sort of worth it.

Mawidge

So Luke and Talia are married now. Awesome, right?

When I lived in a hole...

Here is a story from long ago. Every time I think of it, it makes me laugh. So I decided to copy it from MySpace blog and put it in Blogger blog. Anyway...

So. We're sitting around, watching "Quantum Leap" when there is a knock on the door. "Come in," we call. Nothing. Another chorus of hellos and come ins. Enter strange man, about 35, blond semi-mullet, mustache.
"Yes? Can we help you?"
"Man, I just need some fucking weed so bad. I saw the Bob Marley poster that the guys cross the hall have. I can almost taste weed. I need some so fucking bad. Hey, can I have a shot of water?"
I choose not to let this man wander into our kitchen and leap up to fill his bottle. He responds with "Can you rinse it out too?" Umm, yessir.
He continues to babble, on and on about how he's leaving his rich girlfriend and getting a trailer so he doesn't have to put up with her shit, because all of her shit isn't worth money, and just ask the other two about that so he's getting out of there and hey is there another apartment upstairs this ceiling is high and if I lived here I would get some of those chairs that they have at the Renaissance Festival and hang them from the ceiling you know those chairs that have rope and a piece of wood like here on the bottom yeah I'd get some of those.
And then he wandered out of our lives forever.