Just went out and got a Blackberry! I feel so modern.
I'm only now mastering the chisel and granite slabs.
How is that working for you? It explains why we never get any letters from you.
The carnage with the homing pigeons is exasperating.
Forget Suzanne Somers' book. I take my cues from Mr. Furley: "Sexy Forever.".
Well, there *is* a striking resemblance ;)
Mostly the groovy wardrobe.
If it weren't for the nervous tics, I'd get no exercise at all.
On Groundhog Day
This is not good. Punxsutawney Phil popped out of his hole and saw the Justin Bieber movie.
Did he have popcorn? Doesn't that mean a bad spring film season?
The implications may be dire. To begin with, we must go six weeks without getting our bangs trimmed.
...I never see my shadow. Luxurious, thick hair in my eyes prevents such. And those are just my lashes!
On Composer John Barry
A terrific heist sequence in "Goldfinger" made better by the pounding music of John Barry. I listen to this track and I'm ready to go knock over a liquor store....
Maybe... I'll also hit and bring Dairy Queen....
Oh, yeah, and while you're knocking over that liquor store, be a dear and grab a little half gallon of Jose Cuervo for me...
Too late. I'm on the lam. I'm drunk and the Moolattes are melting....
I have a fond appreciation for long-running gags -- after all, this year I will be married to the same woman for 25 years.
I knew I was funnier. 30 years.
Yeah, but is Donna still laughing?
She does in the lounge, but seldom during the supper show.
She doesn't like it when you work blue.