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Different Breed: Less Muscle, More Spandex
Category: The Diva | No Comments »

So last night, as I was preparing for the coming week, I had on the finale of American Gladiators.  I have to admit that I was a HUGE fan of this show when I was younger, but I haven’t really gotten into this new round.  But, there’s rarely anything else on, so I’ve caught most of the episodes this season.

Last night was the first time that something struck me: EVERY contender on that show was just oozing sunshine and goodness.  Hulk Hogan, Tatiana Ali, and every contender were just all about good sportsmanship, loving thy neighbor, and never giving up.  Any interview after an event, be it with the winner or the loser, usually ended with some “NEVER GIVE UP” mantra.

And while I typically find this kind of crap intolerable, I realized that I had been surrounding myself with it. (more…)

12:13 pm
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After the devastation a few weeks ago that killed four in Limestone County, to hear about another round of inclement weather and tornados just an hour south has me praying that SOME federal assistance will find its way to Alabama.

12:03 pm
Cause It’s Plaguing You that I’m Quiet.
Category: The Unexplainable | 4 Comments »

What a wonderful weekend it was.

Saturday was a manic cleaning of our house, which really had gotten to a seriously grody point. (Sidenote: is grody a word?  Or just a southernism?)(And did you know, which I did not, that “being ugly” is also a southernism?  Ra shared that with me.) The Binja went and spent the evening with Doug, whom we refer to as “Papa Bear” (Tony adores him, seriously), so Bryan could come to the closing performance of The Last 5 Years.

It was bittersweet, really.  After the majority of us involved had struggled to open this behemoth for close to three years, realizing that we were fixing to close it left the leading lady and I with this sudden rush of, “What now?”  We still don’t have an answer, but we at least feel that we’ve exorcised the demon.  I was lucky enough to receive two BEEEYOUTIFUL bouquets of flowers, and Jenni and Greg were looking extraordinarily hott that night.  I heard that CeCe was in the building, and I saw the back of her head at one point, but I never did get to hug her.  Which I’ve cried about, frankly. (more…)

8:52 am
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