Afterward, I treated everyone to flattops.
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Item: "'Dog the Bounty Hunter' Celebrates 200th Episode."
How? By everyone getting their tattoos tattooed?
No, that would be silly; they are getting their piercings pierced.
I stand corrected while having my feet bound.
Friend Frank Thompson
Halle Berry? Darn! I was praying that Paul Giamatti would get the role.
He's that good! And it's a wig part!
I've just joined The *EL KABONG* Fan Club. I can't wait for my cape, mask, and wide collection of Oops Wrong Costumes.
I think that you will look cunning in your costumes.
Wait 'til I get my gittar!
No wonder the musician gets the girls.
Do you think Mike Durrett has the potential to be the next Saddam Hussein?
I got the beard, the derelict gaze, and the weapons of mass destruction (darn litter boxes).
Feet in the microwave to thaw out? Not recommended.
I like to feet in the soup pot, so everyone else can enjoy it, too!
It's 1/11/11, 1:11 a.m. I am snowbound at home by myself. One is a lonely number. --Oh, wait one minute. I found the pies....
Joe Biden called and told me, "Don't start dating before you're 30." I blushed. He is sooo the rascal!
Watched: GOING THE DISTANCE — Go elsewhere.
Item: Aretha Franklin has anointed Halle Berry to play her in a biopic. Hollywood begins stitching fat suits to fat suit.
Item: Aretha Franklin has anointed Halle Berry to play her in a biopic. Eye test for Ms. Franklin, please. Aw, hell, eyes for Ms. Franklin!
Item: Aretha Franklin has anointed Halle Berry to play her in a biopic. Filming to commence after Halle finishes role as The Hindenburg.
The HOUSE, M.D.hiatus is over. I'm getting ready for the show. Off to Walmart to fine tune my surly....
Item: "DOG THE BOUNTY HUNTER" Celebrates 200th Episode." And how do they do that? Free bad dye jobs for everyone?
Item: "DOG THE BOUNTY HUNTER Celebrates 200th Episode." How? By not brushing hair or teeth for another couple of seasons?
What the heck, set my biological clock back an hour & may have gone too far. Zits & baby teeth are hints. Also, I'm down with Bieber Fever.
Rewatched: Alfred Hitchcock's "The 39 Steps" (1935). Getting up to speed for the contemporary stage play in a few weeks. Good evening.
LOVE "The 39 Steps," required watching.
Yeah, but they're no Nicholas Brothers.
When it comes to 3-D movies, in nearly 60 years, no one has improved on Larry, Moe, and Shemp as pie salesmen. Period.
I had fully intended to attend the reunion, but due to an oversight, mix-up, and/or the dastardly comedy gods, I have a conflict that night. Have a big time sucking in your guts.
So, do I have to lose my home and go panhandle to get some voice-over work?
Attention Kraft: I sound like mayonnaise.
I am so behind on my reading. Up next: "Goldilocks and the Three Bears." I hear it's awesome.
Friend Frank Thompson
Spoiler alert! The baby bear's porridge is just right.
You sure can ruin a good porridge yarn.
On this, the very first day, the dawn of a new year, if you will, I resolve to craft each and every one of my tweets at 140 characters or le
Happy birthday, Elvis. His movies were important to my childhood, a role model. I am revered for my choreographed fistfights & rock-a-hula.
Breaking News: Life in America is returning to normal. I have completed more than two weeks without anyone mentioning Jennifer Aniston.
My wife: "I found the perfect gift for us -- a Betty White calendar for 2011! Really!" ... My Me: "No Allen Ludden nudes, I pray."
After never, I am experiencing a white Christmas, 4 in. snow so far. The bad news: We're stranded. The good: Not a chance of LITTLE FOCKERS.
Oh, great. I've got that Christmas carol stuck in my head again. "Here comes Santa Claus, here comes Santa Claus, right down Urinal Lane..."
Listening to Dean Martin sing "Rudy, the Red-Beaked Reindeer." I love his "Crib for the Unemployment Extensions."
Entering Snowbound Day 4. Looking grim. Two people. One banana. I'm just saying, I deserve it and I got more dimples.
Snowbound Day 4: Awaiting helicopter drop of ACME products. The banana shall be mine.
Snowed in. Can't reach movie theatre... Plan B: May hike to Waffle House. The help looks like Rooster Cogburn and they have true grits.
Image via WikipediaThe fun things I learn from GoldenAgeCartoons.com, like this:
[Animation director] Chuck Jones found himself in a "Quit or you're fired" situation around 1962 when it was discovered that he moonlighted on the film "Gay Purr-Ee" for UPA. But before his departure, Jones created a pilot for a potential Road Runner TV show. The show wasn't picked up, but the pilot was released as a theatrical featurette called "Adventures of the Road-Runner."
...Parts of the new footage used in this featurette / pilot were edited into "To Beep Or Not To Beep" (1963), though Milt Franklyn's music was replaced with Bill Lava's. Years later, further footage was edited into two more shorts for TV, "Road Runner A Go Go" and "Zip Zip Hooray."
My wife has informed me our Mickey Rourke-themed New Year's Eve Party is not going to happen. Guests are hereby released. You may bathe now.
But what about all the tattoos and silver teeth I just finished getting?!?!
Well, you could still come over. We've misplaced the scratch pad and bottle opener.
I'm dreaming of a lottery-winning Christmas. Gotta reupholster the cats.
I did *win* 20-something bucks in a Microsoft class action suit. The check came last week. I may have to settle for spray painting the cats.
The holiday pressure is raining down on me. Divine intervention is advised. Do I ask for a PajamaGram? Or a Christmas Snuggie?
I'm sure you'd look real cute in the Snuggie!
Of course. Yes. Well, once the tailor lets it out some at the waist, legs, ankles, neck, and chins -- and if no one sees me in profile or light or without several stiff belts in 'em, maybe some Ambien and blindfolds.
Sis-in Law Jenifer
Oh, and thank you for our gifts. Did Donna tell you what you got us? LOL
As a matter of fact, I have an appointment with her next week to tell me what I gave to you.
Cover of Tito JacksonFriend Ray
Here in Atlanta, every New Year's Eve they have a party downtown.... This year's entertainment is ''Tito Jackson sings the hits of the Jackson 5.'' Tito sang on nothing the J5 did! Next year maybe they can get "Danny Bonaduce sings the hits of the Partridge Family."
Tito Fever. Catch it!
Deborah, Friend of a Friend
Is there a Jackson family member who's not trying to make money off MJ's death?
Mike, as I remember, you saw the Jackson Five @ Lenox. Any special memories of Tito?
I don't recall the full-Tito Jackson Five being at the Lenox Square Theatre [where I was a projectionist], but I did show "ET" to Michael Jackson when we were playing that movie. Ironically, Michael was already morphing into an extra-terrestrial. I'm glad I could provide him some cosmetic choices to peruse.
Around that time, I also saw and ran a movie for Amy Carter at the Lenox. Ironically, she was on tour singing the hits of the Jackson Five.
Friend Frank Thompson
That Amy Carter could do a mean Moonwalk.
She was at the airport* singing the hits of the Hartsfield-Jackson 5.