I don’t know. If it was me who got bitch-slapped in public by a septuagenarian actor hobbled with a pair of bum knees, I think instead of publicizing it I’d just slink home, order myself a Bowflex Xtreme, and start sucking down protein shakes like I once sucked down wine spritzers. But then, I’m proud that way. (thanks to Toby Marcell; more from Bill)
May 25, 2005
May 25, 2005
“The yin and yang of intimate interpersonal relationships post, 12” (from the protein wisdom conceptual series)
yin: “Tell me: what could be better than curling up on the couch with a glass of red wine and a really good book?” yang: “Well, for starters, not having to hear you yammer on about it. Anything else…?”
May 25, 2005
Freedom’s just another word for nothing left
From Reuters: A judge has ordered best-selling writer and journalist Oriana Fallaci to stand trial in her native Italy on charges she defamed Islam in a recent book. The decision angered Italy’s justice minister but delighted Muslim activists, who accused Fallaci of inciting religious hatred in her 2004 work “La Forza della Ragione” (The Force of Reason). Fallaci lives in New York and has regularly provoked the wrath of Muslims
May 25, 2005
I’ll say it: NOBODY takes a gratuitous shot at Sandy Duncan without being called out for being the BASTARD he is.
Sandy Duncan was The Star Spangled Girl back when you were swimming happy hour laps in your Pappa’s testicles. Just so you know. Bastard.*