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By the time this posts, I and my tapioca sinus infection will be halfway to California. I’ll have already used up another box of kleenex. The people on either side of me will be cursing their bad travel karma and ordering orange juice. Really, you guys are missing out.
Also, I will have already insulted another “artist” [...]
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WooHoo! Last minute tickets to Rock of Ages. Good thing I always carry my emergency stash of glitter and spandex. #
Best thing about having a husband in theater? He always knows where to find a tiara in a pinch. #
I'm at Broadway Bares! I'll support any charity that involves naked dancers and glitter. http://twitpic.com/1ymqw1 #
New from [...]
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Rocco: “You sound like shit.”
Me: “Imagine that! I feel like shit.”
Rocco: “You slept on two pillows last night.”
Me: “I fell asleep propped up so I could watch the TV.”
Rocco: “That cough is getting worse.”
Me: “So is the oil spill.”
Rocco: *stern look*
Me: *whistling, avoiding direct eye contact*
Rocco: “Can you please go see a doctor?”
Me: *in my best [...]
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You know how I spend endless hours on the internet, searching for things to fill your life with joy? (Yes you! You’re my favorite, doncha know? I just had your name tattooed on my inner right thigh.) Well, I haven’t had much downtime in front of my computer, so I had to scour the in-flight magazines [...]
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Me: Where’s your tiny little hair trimmer thingy?
Rocco: In the medicine cabinet. On the right.
Me: I’m going stick it in my nose, does that gross you out?
Rocco: Nope. It’s been in my ass. Does that gross you out?
I have no idea why Rocco’s been sticking ear and nose hair trimmers in his ass, but I [...]
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Holy Broadway, Batman – I am pooped. Last night was a combo thingy of a bachelorette shindig for Bridezilla and my favorite glittery charity event – Broadway Bares. Did I mention the show started at midnight? Yeah, I’m way too old for this shit. That’s why I’m currently looking an awful lot like today’s Craftastrophe.
There [...]
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Made strawberry pancakes for breakfast, now I'm whipping up some strawberry ice cream. Word to the Hoboken Farmers Market. #
Today's lesson: Some messes are far too big to lick up. Even when strawberry ice cream is involved. ESPECIALLY when a kitten is involved. #
Proof we should require licenses for glue guns: Even Corey Hart Wouldn’t Wear [...]
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I’m wicked crispy, so bear with me on this post. Also, you’re going to want to wash your hands before you read any farther.
All clean? Then let me hit you with the highs and lows of my thirty hours in Chicago.
Chicago didn’t start out well for me. Upon arrival at the hotel, I opened my luggage [...]
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Seeing as how it’s Pride Month and I’m in Chicago recovering from a 7am event (after a dinner event last night and a 7am breakfast event in Detroit yesterday) I’m just going to share a little snippet of a conversation with my little brother, Thom. We were out to dinner with Matt and Gwen in the [...]
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Here’s today’s lesson, Interwebz: Procrastination will kick you square in the kayak every single time.
I'm having Barbie flashbacks.
Approximately eleventy weeks ago, SubWow tagged me with the Plastic Joy Award. Long story short, I’m supposed to “list (and then explain your reasoning) 5 characters you’d like to do the horizontal whiplash with.”
…then she tagged a [...]
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