That music’s lost it’s taste, so try another flavor
My commute this morning was 63 minutes. F*ck me. What did I do during those 63 minutes? I talked to Dicky Barrett of the Mighty Bosstones about how we both hate ants. Yes, I'm serious.
On a completely opposite note, "Tuesday is poncho day..." This says to me: This show is going to suck.
Yet, like a loyal follower, I watched it yesterday. It was kind of, kind of, excruciating. Why can't she just make stuff and not chat with people? I'd be happier with that. Am I still going to watch? Damn straight.
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On a completely opposite note, "Tuesday is poncho day..." This says to me: This show is going to suck.
Yet, like a loyal follower, I watched it yesterday. It was kind of, kind of, excruciating. Why can't she just make stuff and not chat with people? I'd be happier with that. Am I still going to watch? Damn straight.
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I love Dicky Barrett in the mornings. He plays some great stuff. I've gotten so absorbed in the music and not run important errands...just driven straight to work. I've emailed him to thank him for playing certain songs that no one else would think of playing and he wrote back a nice "no problem." : )
I missed the MS debut show yesterday. But didn't she just talk to that desperate housewife? MS is the worst interviewer too.
I say make her make stuff.
Well, that's one of the reasons I read your rants - because you watch tv I won't:). But, I will admit that I realized during the finale that I actually did watch Celebrity Fit Club. And I do like to watch the Dog...so I'm not saying I'm any better...
I loved the Bosstones. -kat
that commute: it bites. can you leave earlier? get in later? somethin' like that?
I love L.A.
I hate L.A.
books...on...tape(cd)...:)
Jodi: Dicky rocks the house.
Myra: MS is the worst interviewer on earth cause she doesn't care what anyone has to say. And who the hell wants to put scrambled eggs back in the egg itself??
Kat: They should call it celebrity FAT club. The only one I liked was Phil Margera.
Mip: I tried that. To no avail. Doesn't matter when I leave for work.
Les: Especially when people in white mini vans tail you on the freeway. HATE THAT.
Ummm, where the HELL do you get to hear Dicky Barret in the morning? He is my boyfriend and I am not happy he is hiding from me, apparently on the west coast. What the hell?
I'm with you on MS. Painful to watch. She is like the world's worst listener. I much preferred her make-stuff-don't-interact-with-other-humans approach.
So sorry about the commute. YUCK.
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