2 posts tagged “michael”
Sarah Palin is adorable, I grant you, but she makes me nervous. The hotsy-totsy Pentecostals always do. As for her daughter's pregnancy, if Sarah's happy, then I'm happy for her. It's been many years since I've gotten any joy out of demonizing pregnant teenagers. What I'm not entirely psyched about is what Sarah has in mind for my daughters. As much as I love her beehive--and I really do; I totally want to try it out, though the thought of it makes me feel like one of those women who ran out to get Dorothy Hamill's wedge or Princess Di's cut or "the Rachel"--I really really don't want to live in Sarah Palin's America. I tried a buffalo burger once and I didn't like it at all. Something tells me eating moose would be a similar experience.
Is there any chance we could get Michael Palin instead? Because he's great. I really like him. If anybody could get me interested in Beltway politics, it'd be Michael Palin.
Yes, that's my little angel. I'm sure she really was in a snit, though it's funny to me, because I can get just as worked up myself. Since it's not me, it's funny. Last night Duff threw the girls' cell phone, or smashed it against the car window, or something, and then it wouldn't work. He was being completely retarted, to use the vernacular, because Felony received a text message and looked at it instead of ... I don't know ... whatever he expected her to be doing instead. It's hard to know or anticipate, really. So he took the pieces of the phone with him and Felony went into a state of mourning. And now, come to find, after a full day of going without, apparently the phone works. He says he didn't fix it; whatev. And the Outlaws are in town visiting, lingering, and throwing away my worldly possessions. Thus the bratwurst. Looks like they were grilling at about 7 p.m. I guess they didn't remember about the mosquitoes.
Meanwhile I was watching Pericles, Prince of Tyre with Michael at CalShakes. It was great. Really bizarre play, but we had fun watching it. I've seen them do much worse with much better material. Maybe with a play like this one, there's less pressure? I liked the set, too. Last couple I've seen were dull and drab. Not Merry Wives of Windsor or The Tempest, but King Lear and As You Like It, I think. Bleh. Speaking of errant cell phones, Michael lost his, and we combed the theater and the grounds looking for it. After he got to the BART station, he found it. Yay!