Another life lesson, always carry your digital camera. Driving home this morning, we saw a woman in the middle of a big road, with nothing else in sight, holding a sign that said, "Hot Fish! $3"I will always regret not having my camera for that.
I have been trying to come up with some new material, and as an occasional reader of "pink is the new blog", I decided to interview celebrities. Unfortunately, living where I do, I don't have much access to any, not even D-Listers. (And we are NOT counting the Indian from the Village People, previously dissed here in an exclusive disturbing story.) Brian Dunkleman was a cohost with Ryan Seacrest on the first season of American Idol, and while he says he left the show to pursue other opportunities in the film industry, I found him at a local burger chain, and he granted me an exclusive interview during his 10 minute break between burger flipping. | You Are 84% Evil |
You're the most evil person you know. The devil is even a little scared of you! |


Ups and Downs. Wow, what a weird ass weekend. Friday, I finally found a dentist that accepted my lame insurance. Then, the insurance people said I wasn't eligible. I straightened that out, and was about to be seen, when I was informed that the visit would be at least 125 dollars. I had brought 20 for the visit, and 20 for a prescription, and couldn't barter with them, so didnt get seen. Then, Friday night, after killing some pain with bourbon, I got my OFFICIAL JOB OFFER with my deadline accepted and my salary agreed to. Hurray! 
| You Are Fozzie Bear |
"Wocka! Wocka!" You're the life of the party, and you love making people crack up. If only your routine didn't always bomb! You may find more groans than laughs, but always keep the jokes coming. |
Yes, valentine's day is Tuesday. Tuesday is new DVD day. Saw 2 is being released on Valentine's day. Romantic as hell, isn't it? How many couples will lovingly sit next to each other on the sofa, sharing a bag of microwave popcorn, stare romantically into each other's eyes, and then, one of them will softly whisper, "press play, honey."
I know it's not a good excuse or anything, but I really have been busy lately, still suffering with an upcoming root canal, negotiating my permanent job, and.... get excited here people, Justin got a kick ass job making more money than he's made before! Things are starting to look good. Well, except for the root canal thing, but I am drinking that one away for the weekend. Bourbon is a wonderful painkiller, when you don't have access to real pain killers.
His dialog from the show (yes, I sat through a few minutes of one of them, I was drunk okay?) is about as good as a porn. So until I return, I leave you with the following picture, and the question, does Ashley look like a musician, or a porno pool boy? And why does he wear so much mascara?
I want to be semi-original with "add the caption" time, with either my own photos, or in this case, since this is not my picture, with adding some small variation. So, instead of just adding a caption to this picture, let's all pretend for a moment that Mariah Carey can read. If she could read, what would the book title be?

This is the look I get when the whiskey is gone, too. Poor dog. I forgot to mention, Justin and I got a pretty decent digital camera for Christmas, so now, many more ORIGINAL pics. Not just ones I borrow. The dog isn't mine, it's one of our good friends. And yes, she was upset the whiskey was gone.
So, um, yeah, I haven't posted in a week, and yes, I usually feel guilty, but it feels as though all of blogger land has been a little slow, with people being busy and such. Also, I haven't wanted to post, as I was trying to come up with something insanely profound to end the year with. So the past week I have pressured myself, jotted down notes, researched, all for you lovely people, to provide you with such a witty, wonderful post, that you would leave my blog crying, laughing, and calling/emailing all of your family and friends the link to my blog.