Okay, I guess generally you liked the blue frames. I say this based on the 9394539 comments that said, "The BLUE! THE BLUUUUUUUUE!"
So I just have one more query. How much do you hate me right now? The blue?
Or the frames I currently own? I have no idea why I was so crabby on this day. Perhaps I was cranky that Marvin had all that hideous music crap in my house. Guess who do not miss the hideous music crap? Guess who doesn't miss drawer after drawer of black cords? Hi, Marvin.
At any rate. Thoughts on frames again, please.
Oh! And speaking of your thoughts, guess what I actually remembered to do? I assigned a comment of the week! When I went there to paste in the current comment, I realized the last time I did it was late June. Story of my life. Late June.
Well. I don't mean I'm PREGNANT. Just late with things like comment of the week. Don't get your knickers in a twist.
Comment of the week goes to Lisa, which does not narrow it down because I have 69394193&$3 million commenters named Lisa. And someone figured out they all seem to hail from Texas. So comment of the week goes to Lisa from probably Texas, who made mature comments about ballcocks at the hardware store. Click This Week's Special if you want to be mature with us.
Speaking of mature, have you joined Pie on the Face at Facebook? Again, I am BANNED, but I can see what everyone is talking about and if you think the comments get ludicrous here, you should see them there. Go join. Prepare to get absolutely nothing done.
And while we are talking about getting nothing done, Laurie and I are not putting up my screen door today after all. We need a circular saw. I KNOW, right? Hear us roar. And not only do we need a circular saw, it needs a fine blade. Yes. A blade that is super good-looking. The Halle Berry of blades. I asked two people if they had one I could borrow and they both said yes then last night they both said oh, you know what? I thought I had a fine good-looking blade but I don't.
Sigh.
So the part where I was gonna have to go BUY one and also paint the door and also HANG the door and it is seriously almost 100 degrees out just sounded miserable so I said Laurie? Let's blow this off for another time. What say you? And she said heavens, yes.
Therefore, the only real plan I have today is that at 5:00 my friend Laura and I are joining Dick Whitman at the movies to go see FRIENDS WITH BENEFITS, written by my friend DAVE NEWMAN, who I am obviously v.v. proud of because I cannot stop plugging this movie and if I go there and find out he used any of my funny jokes in this movie I am suing the crap out of him.
Am looking forward to watching Dick Whitman buy a bag of M&Ms and eat 1/3 of said bag. Who IS this guy? Why would anyone with that much impulse control find me remotely attractive? Maybe I am fascinating to him, like an anthropological study. I am a gorilla in his mist. An M&M-eating gorilla.
Finally, before I go do nothing but clean cat fur and eat nectarines till 5:00, I wanted to share with you an image that has amused me all week. My stepsister got me a desk calendar for Christmas that I have been loving. It features advertising from days of yore, and your what I'll never know. This week's ad is below:
How much do I wish I had purchased this outfit for Hulk and his pool party last week? It is stunning. And he would have rocked it. Look at abdomen woman admiring the hell out of him. Or maybe she's just admiring that stream falling right onto her hoo-hah.
That pattern reminds me of the beginning of Rocky and Bullwinkle, remember? Really everything about the ensemble says yes to me.
You always get the good ideas after the fact.
