My Recent Confessions and Observations on Twitter:
Another heroic act of courage on my part. I managed to crawl out from the warm spot. The rest of this day is a breeze. ... Need pants...
I'm always thinking local weather on the 8's. On the 7's, it's kitty traffic. 6's, anklet tats. 5's, flapjack faux pas. Nutella on the 4's..
Tonight's Movie: THE GIRL WHO PLAYED WITH FIRE. We have a lot in common. I'm THE BOY WHO PLAYED WITH FIDO. (My first plush pup.)
Deleted 28 hours of unseen movies off DVR to record 16-film Andy Hardy marathon. Face it, THE HOUSE BUNNY is no ANDY HARDY'S BLONDE TROUBLE.
Watched: JUDGE HARDY'S CHILDREN (1938) - When worrying about the big dance was everything. Except for me. I sidestepped them. O, the horror.
The moo cows around here are extremely vocal tonight. That can mean only one thing. Someone used the JKB-words ... Jalapeno Ketchup Beef.
Here's something you don't see every day, Chauncey. My cat caught on fire. He's out now and fine. More importantly: Blog material.
It's been a good day. The cat hasn't caught on fire. That's one in a row!
I ate w/my projectionist pals. I like 'em, but there's always a 15-minute intermission between courses & a dozen trailers before the entree.
Again, I am always thinking local weather on the 8's, but, let us just say, it is my private alone time for the 1's and 2's.
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