Can Joan work an outfit or what?
It’s been c-c-c-cold and I’ve been p-p-p-painting. The slash house is all shiny and white and looks fab. (Amy, I didn’t tear up the carpet yet. Give me time.)
I also got seriously hooked on the first two seasons of Mad Men. Hello, Don Draper. I want me some of that.
But, the house beatification is done, most of the summer neighbors have hit the road and I just watched the last episode of Season Two, so I’m back here on Blogdramedy ready to interact, interweave and interrupt whatever you’ve got going on.
Seems I missed out on some juicy gossip while I’ve been gone…Demi and Ashton?
Color me shocked and twitterfied. It’s like Charlie Sheen all over again.
Obama’s jobs plan laid off by the Republicans? Those bastards really don’t want to do anything good for the economy, do they? And, Steve Jobs leaves a world better off for having him in it.
It’s all a bit too much sometimes. So I’ll go distract myself by mixing a cocktail and catching up on what you’ve all been blogging about.
It’s good to be back and I hope it’s as good for you. Not exactly winning the lottery good or a really hot night of sex good but I kind of missed not being part of your inbox…even if you do occasionally delete me before reading.
Not that any of you would do that, of course.
That was reverse psychology there. Laying out my greatest fear like that is supposed to make you feel more loving towards me, thereby increasing your deep-seated guilt and decreasing the odds of you hitting the delete key. At least, that’s the theory. Let me know if it works.
I always love seeing you in my inbox. Love you bitch. Now… must watch Mad Men, cuz you think it’s cool…
You are funny and wear nice shoes. I like you.
I used to work in advertising so I get an extra her-hee out of watching this show. Don’t have cable so I’m watching them on DVD. Enjoy and check out Joan…that women can work an outfit.
Who are you?? You remind me of this blogger friend I used to have… She was a sassy one. I wonder what ever became of her?
Anyway, I enjoy your writing as well, miss.
You are so the smarty pants. They fit ya real well.
We never got into Mad Men, and now it’s so the “it” show, that I’d feel like some sort of loser tagging along after the fact if we started it now.
Never delete before reading…
The delete bit was a little joke.
I didn’t’ start watching until this month when I ordered the first two seasons. We don’t have cable so we watch everything via dvd and usually two years after everyone else. This makes us retro.
Deleting without reading? For shame!
I was wondering where you were, and I’m happy to hear it wasn’t under a mound of shredded carpet.
I’ve now started to pick at the wallpaper in the bathroom…this is not good.
It’s a sickness.
Yeah, a sickness…of the “mental” sort.
So, you’re hooked on Mad Men? Guess I’ll confess, Bad Men, as in Tony Soprano were more my glass of whatever they were serving at the BaDa Bing. Maybe because my ex was a Siciliano, I felt like I was married to the mob.
I’d say about 90 percent of the crew at Rushing Wind have tattoos – but, it is a Biker Church. I’d leave that permanent ink off my body if I were you – and not something I’d be rolling up my sleeves for, or any other body part.
I used to work in advertising so I enjoy the references. On that tattoo…I hear you but it’s something that’s been on my list for years. Will I ever do it? Like I said, it’s been on my list for years.