I went to my erstwhile hometown of Washington, DC this past weekend to attend my friend Maggie’s wedding. It was quite fun and more than a little trippy, considering we’ve known each other since we were five years old and went all the way from Kindergarten through high school together. Photos of the wedding and ...
And now, I’m going to San Diego, where instead of arguing with friends over the merits and possible length of the writers’ strike, I’m going to go hang out with my mother for a day. Whee!
I’ve never watched The Sopranos. I could never get into it. My mom, however, loves it, and since she’s here helping me with my foot, I sort of half-assedly watched the finale. As the screen went black and she realized they’d ended it where they had, she said something that I’m sure must have come ...
A few odds and ends before I disappear into Foot Surgery Land tomorrow: – Disgusting double-entendre of the day. – CBS resurrected Jericho, which makes me happy because I enjoyed how insanely ridiculous that show was. I was not enough of a fan to send unsolicited tons of peanuts to CBS, but still, it’s nice ...
So the surgery is taking place Thursday, June 7th, or 364 days after I first hurt this bad boy, or one day before my birthday. The good news is that I will be on some very excellent drugs for my birthday. Nothing I wanted more this year than to be high as a kite! Well, ...