Shayna’s birthday party is rocking with the Rolling Stones, of course. What other group is worthy enough of her 29th birthday party? And there are some great guests. Decided to give Shayna a weekend in New York.
EW will be there, and while he and Cooper aren’t quite legal in the sherriff’s eyes, I shot him, because they both were born legal. Yes I know Eric shot the sheriff, but I shot the one that was going to help Tom Delay run again.
Remember BIO’s original banner, last year? BIO was the first blog against Delay. Think we should be celebrating his “no run” big time all week, also. It’s a victory for the truly moral!!!!!!!!!! The first of many
Esoteric Wombat,, who will finally be 20 next month, but is one of the most mature, brightest perceptive and good people around, and anybody who wants to quote me, feel free, left me a comment with a link to a William Shatner episode of The Twilight Zone One of my all time favorite shows. This episode is “questionably the best” but my favorite apparently doesn’t exist.
Could have sworn that there was one with either Tuesday Weld or Yvette Mimieux, but I entered the dimension called The Twilight Zone many years ago.
As I’m totally unable to do the simple things in life, I have decided that I should never spend more than two hours trying to put code in and to focus on what I can do better than most people. Unfortunately those are skills that have yet to be discovered by me. If you can think of any…No, I have many.
The one thing that I’m truly passionate about besides Boston Legal is writing. There’s something thrilling about putting common words together in new ways.
But I get scared of word salad and/or mad cow days. I actually called the center for disease control before going to Britain at the height of mad cow to see if it could be gotten from dairy products
Proud to say that not only did the researchers not hang up on me while convulsed in laughter but they thought that it was a good question. Thought that I would throw that in to show how much I do relate to Alan Shore and James Spader.
Yes I risked being laughed at by famed researchers–even knew who I wanted to speak to–to ask what I thought was a dumb but necessary question. Necessary because I wasn’t risking my brain, warped as it may be at times, for mad cow. I love words too much.
So I’m more than a bit obsessed with writing before I possibly enter a new dimension. Know nothing about my birth father. Other than his name was John. Really. And hadn’t been thinking about any of this, but there is this TV show, Boston Legal and it forces me to think every Tuesday night. Just wish they had me thinking more about The First Amendment and less about word salad and mad cow. Though word salad and mad cow might possibly contiminate The Constitution. Frist wants to run for president in 08. That might be a very good thing. It’s just that ever since I first heard of him I have been spelling the word “first” frist. That worries me in many ways.
Entertain me out of this depraved mood, and tell me your favorite Shatner role and/or Twilight Zone. Because it’s pouring rain, and people who read me last spring and summer might remember my mold farm. Actually that’s what I call my brain on soggy days; oh gawd, I do have something in common with Denny Crane besides a love for hot pink polo shirts; he has mad cow; I have a mold farm.
Raally have to rethink my life. Then again….