tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-69854182011-07-08T04:39:36.494-07:00Well, hell, anyone can write, right? But not everyone can spell. Bringing good spelling, good grammar, and what passes for wit, direct from me to you. All that plus a few more swear words, 'cause you can never get enough of those!Dewhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/11119786553737569702noreply@blogger.comBlogger1881100tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6985418.post-79953930060727266892008-06-23T18:18:00.000-07:002008-06-23T21:36:37.095-07:00

So last week I read that Martha was denied entry to the UK because of her pesky little felony conviction for obstruction of justice. Now I read that Boy George can't come here, what with his pesky string of drug and solicitation and general disorderliness convictions, as well as his pending trial for assault and false imprisonment....Fair's fair; maybe Martha can sing his tour dates.p.s. We are

Dewhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/11119786553737569702noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6985418.post-10619962000883724002008-04-19T17:41:00.000-07:002008-06-23T21:25:50.869-07:00

Now, y'all might know some cute babies and whatnot, but I think you'll have to agree that this is a prime specimen of adorability, no?

Dewhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/11119786553737569702noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6985418.post-79874940128990907042008-03-04T06:27:00.000-08:002008-03-04T12:28:39.135-08:00

Even if you don't support the same candidate I do, please vote!!!See latest stories on Yahoo! News

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Hello readers! Long time no see -- I have about 11 posts to review and edit before posting -- our topics range from Hollywood shenanigans, to political babble, to style critiques, to my Patriots' collapse in the SuperBowl, but I've just come online today to post the following and bid you a bientot.

Dewhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/11119786553737569702noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6985418.post-19828177612040735202008-01-16T21:48:00.000-08:002008-06-23T21:33:17.696-07:00

This is TOO small-world, people, it really is.I'm driving up 101 (nightmare) to SF tonight for my French classes, and am behind a gold Volvo for awhile, with the license plate MMYBLOG. Naturally, I think of the thus-titled blog, and thought, "I have to e-mail Mindy!!!" I was literally composing an e-mail in my head, working up a full head of indignant steam, because I could see that the driver

Dewhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/11119786553737569702noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6985418.post-78335901837124735782007-11-13T21:47:00.000-08:002007-11-13T22:07:51.662-08:00

Talkin' 'bout how she wants to move Britney Spears into her guesthouse and tell her what's what.... Talkin' 'bout her perfect marriage with her soulmate and blah blah.... Lookit. First of all, I'm not denying that Miz Brit is a capital T Train WRECK, and suspect, in fact, that someone taking over her life at this point might not be the best med'cine for whatever ails her, but Julia Roberts??

Dewhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/11119786553737569702noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6985418.post-39353026394253482532007-11-07T18:21:00.000-08:002007-11-13T21:46:30.398-08:00

Introducing our new niece, AJD, born this afternoon at 2:09 at a healthy 7 lbs 8 oz! Congratulations J and L!

Dewhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/11119786553737569702noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6985418.post-89186801323632053562007-11-04T19:14:00.000-08:002007-11-13T21:47:24.016-08:00

Sorry for the gloating, but the ubiquitous Peyton gets on my nerves, so I'm happy that Tommy and the Pats gave them what for, even if it was a bit of a nail-biting fourth quarter. If only some of PM's endorsements would fall off, I'd be a really happy girl.Apart from today's highlight, which is, after all, only sports, this was a tough week. I moved back up north Wednesday but B is still at home,

Dewhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/11119786553737569702noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6985418.post-65502224233439579852007-10-28T21:06:00.000-07:002007-10-28T21:08:01.410-07:00

APRIL 18 - OCTOBER 28, 2007, what a run, boys, WHAT A RUN!!!!!

Dewhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/11119786553737569702noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6985418.post-18310634954714922172007-10-28T15:50:00.000-07:002007-11-13T22:09:05.554-08:00

Sorry, readers, for not posting everything I've written in the past two months -- it's all waiting to be proofread and edited -- you know what a freak I am about spelling and grammar, and that I won't let it on the Internets without a final going over, so kindly forgive me. I'd hate the five of you to form some sort of committee to kick me out of the blogosphere! Anyway, here's what's percolating

Dewhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/11119786553737569702noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6985418.post-49281786128915593352007-09-28T23:08:00.000-07:002007-09-29T19:16:44.054-07:00

In honor of the Red Sox' clinching of the AL East for the first time in 12 years, a Sox-themed post today, if you'll indulge me.My old friend Rob Crawford is running as the first President of the Red Sox Nation. Rob is a great lad and a lifelong [rabid] Red Sox fan, so if you've got a few minutes, please review his platform and consider casting your vote (here) for a regular guy to garner a nice

Dewhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/11119786553737569702noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6985418.post-50834295636109544092007-09-23T13:17:00.000-07:002007-09-23T13:28:25.908-07:00

I am becoming convinced that SoCal teenagers are stupid. There are, unfortunately, many manifestations that give rise to this opinion, with which I will not bore you (shocker!), but here's an example that just boggles my mind: the giving of change.First, a preface: when I was in high school, lo these many many many years ago, I worked at Circle Cinema in Cleveland Circle. Thanks to Showcase

Dewhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/11119786553737569702noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6985418.post-86014294512909779792007-07-31T21:48:00.000-07:002007-08-19T15:07:18.549-07:00

Am I alone in this? It's not like I think I'm a bad person, necessarily, because I have a lot of good qualities, and people like me, and whatnot, but I could really be so much better if only I weren't a capital L lazyass (that's Lazyass, if you're really monitoring this closely).Sure, I work for a living, and I take language classes, and I do volunteer work and I'm learning how to quilt (and

Dewhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/11119786553737569702noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6985418.post-76064040586050706582007-07-24T18:41:00.000-07:002007-08-19T14:58:33.128-07:00

So... it is with some mortification that I say happy birthday to Dan Radcliffe, whose attractiveness, I swear to you, did not hit me until I looked at his pix yesterday, on what was, thankfully, his 18th birthday. Yes, yes, it's still skeevy that a woman of my advanced age thinks an 18 year old boy (ok, "man," but it's a bit of a stretch) is adorable. And I'm not talking the dandle-him-on-my-knee

Dewhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/11119786553737569702noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6985418.post-29746383383317257102007-07-22T23:55:00.000-07:002007-08-19T13:59:20.586-07:00

... in more ways than one, but I'm not referring to Mr. Cruise's alleged sexual preferences (or to Mr. Smith and Ms. Pinkett's, for that matter, but you're free to speculate on those on your own time), but just to the relative stature of their spouses: doesn't it look to you like Katie and Will would be more physiologically appropriate for one another, height-wise, as would Jada and Tom? Victoria

Dewhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/11119786553737569702noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6985418.post-62913847624623957612007-06-17T14:32:00.000-07:002007-08-19T14:57:46.250-07:00

...and call me Cupcake!I read this article a couple of weeks ago and have been lost in fantasies of quitting my job and doing something I could really love and lose myself in ever since. Not that I don't love litigation -- no, no, just the opposite: it's one of my many character flaws -- but cupcakes? They beat the ass off litigation, and don't even put them in the ring with records retention

Dewhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/11119786553737569702noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6985418.post-24069643266585345632007-06-13T22:11:00.000-07:002007-08-19T14:32:17.960-07:00

The whole recent whirl of nonsense around Paris Hilton's jail time, home confinement, and back to jail time has raised my blood pressure to near-stroke levels. I can't help but be thoroughly psyched that she's back in [what passes for] the slammer, and wish there were some way to make her serve a year, rather than the whopping 3 weeks she'll actually "do" in county lockup, more than half of

Dewhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/11119786553737569702noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6985418.post-72318113654625760392007-06-05T21:59:00.000-07:002007-06-24T22:20:33.956-07:00

I was perusing the online edition of the NYT the other day, as I like to do, when I came across two articles, a new one and an old one, wherein a columnist gives life and quasi-financial advice to graduating seniors (collegiate ones, that is; I think in the NYT world h.s. seniors go to college not out to work, n'est-ce pas?). The permalink is here, but it got me thinking about the sorry state my

Dewhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/11119786553737569702noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6985418.post-70717728931585416662007-06-04T22:22:00.000-07:002007-06-04T22:26:40.372-07:00

Am I the only one who immediately saw the swastika in this appalling logo?!Good God, what were they thinking?!?! Egad. Let's hope the outcry means this will be just the rough draft.

Dewhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/11119786553737569702noreply@blogger.com3tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6985418.post-25634245459814706022007-06-03T12:57:00.001-07:002007-06-04T08:45:17.350-07:00

Went up to Mulholland Drive last night (getting thoroughly lost and excessively well-acquainted with Burbank on the way, but that's a whole 'nother Oprah, as the song says) and had a fun time meeting some of the blogateers whose work I've read, enjoyed and admired. Kudos to Tim for putting the whole shindig together at his friend the screenwriter's house in the hills (SO FAB!) and to Karen for

Dewhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/11119786553737569702noreply@blogger.com2tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6985418.post-40867246540997340342007-05-01T23:23:00.000-07:002007-06-24T22:45:28.244-07:00

I know it's really really really early in the season, and all, but how delightful is this?!?!......................W..L.Pct..GB.Home.Road.E..Cent..W.....Streak....L10 Boston Red Sox 16 8 .667 -- 7-3 9-5 9-4 2-1 5-3 Won 1 7-3

Dewhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/11119786553737569702noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6985418.post-10453223918053601692007-04-12T23:30:00.000-07:002007-06-04T22:50:59.477-07:00

So here I am, behind the Orange Curtain, where casual racism trips lightly off the honeyed tongues of the most surprising people, and I find that my own latent biases crop up unexpectedly. Not, mind you, that I'm of the opinion, so daintily expressed by the little old lady in my knitting circle, that it's only blacks and Mexicans who avail themselves of public assistance in California, nor am I

Dewhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/11119786553737569702noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6985418.post-90392104910287445482007-04-09T08:28:00.000-07:002007-06-02T10:38:05.222-07:00

So B-I-L is a playwright and actor, and his best friend's very good friend is the handsome and entertaining Josh Brolin, who has just joined B-I-L and BF's little theater company in Los Angeles. They're actually going to move the company in a new direction, preserving the old self-produced, self-written stuff they've been doing for the past 10 years and adding a new dimension in performing other

Dewhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/11119786553737569702noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6985418.post-81303959314578912312007-03-11T16:23:00.000-07:002007-03-11T19:46:31.015-07:00

So, Friday morning I flew to NY with Sean Penn -- hey, it's one plane, so that phrasing is accurate, if perhaps slightly misleading -- and even got to help him when we landed at JFK. He went out some wacky center staircase which is not where the human traffic flows (normally, past baggage claim and out to the curb at the end of the taxi queue, so all the drivers wait by that one double door). I

Dewhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/11119786553737569702noreply@blogger.com2tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6985418.post-35726015488539208952007-03-03T10:28:00.000-08:002007-03-19T07:59:39.465-07:00

So I've taught this recipe I invented (borrowing the flavors from my sister-in-law but jazzing it up a little) to a bunch of my friends, including Heidi, who is a self-described kitchen incompetent. [Let's not talk about the substitution Eric made of blue corn tortillas for plain ol' corn tortillas, and focus on the fact that it tasted good even though it looked like an alien life form.] Since

Dewhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/11119786553737569702noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6985418.post-12433284336603851832007-02-28T06:49:00.000-08:002007-03-19T07:27:46.160-07:00

So now there's a rumor that Gisele Bundchen, Tom Brady's new girlfriend (they started dating in January, as I understand it, although now there's some back-dating going on, perhaps to give the relationship some weight in light of recent revelations), may be pregnant, too. "Too?" you ask, if you've been under a rock. Yes, "too," because Bridget Moynihan (SO pretty!) is "more than 3 months"

Dewhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/11119786553737569702noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6985418.post-71426319536279274922007-02-25T12:34:00.000-08:002007-03-11T20:39:58.144-07:00

I am such a wienie. I wanted to title this post "I slept with Terrence Howard," but just couldn't do it. I was going to go for "funny," because when I flew to Newark on the red-eye Friday, I was just two rows behind Terrence, in the same seat. And there was sleeping on the plane. But then I thought it would be a little icky to title it that, since I'm not a skanky ho and he's .... Oh, wait,

Dewhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/11119786553737569702noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6985418.post-36065980658374577422007-02-11T22:44:00.000-08:002007-02-21T23:07:36.377-08:00

Stop me if you've heard this before, but OH MY GAWD I LOVE NEW YORK CITY!!!! Even in 6 degree weather, even in the smallest noisiest room the W ever rented, even accompanied by my mother, I freakin' love New York.I love it that you can talk to strangers and they don't think you're a freak, and even continue the conversationI love it that there's always something to see, no matter how out of the

Dewhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/11119786553737569702noreply@blogger.com2tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6985418.post-82424577926544128822007-02-10T00:03:00.000-08:002007-02-21T22:44:37.152-08:00

Anna Nicole Smith is dead at 39. OD? Who knows? So sad. I don't know if I'm taking this hard because she's one of my fellow '67 babies, or because it's so sad that her baby girl will grow up without a mommy, or because I feel so bad for Howard, who so clearly adored her, but I was really stunned and depressed to hear about Anna's death. G-d knows what will happen now, with the paternity suit

Dewhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/11119786553737569702noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6985418.post-74209650337499513182007-02-06T22:39:00.000-08:002007-02-21T22:34:28.547-08:00

When I was a teenager, as you may have already read, I got along terrifically with my mother. One of the key things we shared were similar senses of humor (this is why I knew how important sharing laughs was when it came time to picking the person I'd spend my life with, about which you may also have read in an earlier post -- does referring to my own writing constitute a meme, or am I safe?).

Dewhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/11119786553737569702noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6985418.post-24573294295706146502007-02-04T22:58:00.000-08:002007-02-04T23:18:55.761-08:00

Here's my consolation: at least my Pats lost to the SuperBowl champions and not some also-ran. Believe me, it's small consolation, but I have to cling to something, since it's now more than half a year 'til I get my beloved football back!!!Oh, and also? This consoles me:He might have won the SuperBowl.... But this guy is still our quarterbabe!!! Ok, on to Prince: THAT LITTLE DUDE ROCKED THE HOUSE

Dewhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/11119786553737569702noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6985418.post-66057426777473320912007-02-02T21:46:00.000-08:002007-02-04T23:38:12.361-08:00

Oh, to be Durham D.A. Mike Nifong. It's not enough that the NC bar has filed ethics charges against you, but they have now amended said charges, beefing up the complaint to a startling 33-page opus that seems almost guaranteed to end Mr. N's political career, if not his legal career in its entirety. I believe someone forgot to look up hubris when he embarked on this travesty of a prosecution.

Dewhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/11119786553737569702noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6985418.post-25729309357301784402007-02-01T23:19:00.000-08:002007-03-19T23:12:37.064-07:00

No, I am not talking about one of these:Or even one of these:I have a friend back east, who shall remain nameless but who knows who he is, who called me yesterday to sing "Happy Birthday" and when I expressed thanks but surprise at still getting the singing 26 days later, said, "I got you cabaret seats for The Apple Tree matinée you wanted to take your mom to!!" OH MY GOD, WHAT?!?! Who is better

Dewhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/11119786553737569702noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6985418.post-82151214124143721412007-01-31T22:52:00.000-08:002007-01-31T22:56:17.608-08:00

It's almost bedtime, but I wanted to share!That right there is the lovely meal I prepared for B tonight. I have chosen to post about it because I know several of my readers are committed to a healthier 2007, so I wanted to share a recent convenience-cookery tale, and thought that pictorial evidence would help you envision yourselves as chefs!As you know if you know me irl, I absolutely detest,

Dewhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/11119786553737569702noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6985418.post-25501711399472405652007-01-27T00:34:00.000-08:002007-01-27T00:37:16.272-08:00

Especially once I realized I could monkey with the html code to write my own recipe. I guess that geek quiz wasn't that far off, after all, eh?If I were a cocktail, and you were a lady, orHow to make a DewIngredients:4 parts sassitude3 parts kindness2 parts independence1 splash ambitionMethod:Blend with ice at low speed for 30 seconds. Top with a sprinkle of wit and colored sugar and enjoy!

Dewhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/11119786553737569702noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6985418.post-33749185170805691712007-01-24T22:06:00.000-08:002007-01-27T17:47:39.351-08:00

Dined tonight with a friend from BHS (just a side note to say how weird it is to hang out with someone I've known since I was 14; how can it be that I'm so freakin' old?!), and we were talking about how you know (or how you might know) whether you're in the right place in your life, a propos of this being the year we all turn 40.Apart from not having children yet (or at least one child; I don't

Dewhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/11119786553737569702noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6985418.post-81030611919852746552007-01-20T16:45:00.000-08:002007-01-27T17:05:56.100-08:00

So, you may have guessed that I tend to vote for Democrats more than Republicans, although I have pretty conservative views on things like crime and punishment. Raised in Massachusetts and educated through 12th grade in public schools, I'm a big proponent of things like Head Start and WIC and food stamps, workfare, decent pay for teachers, etc. I do want to know where the money's coming from

Dewhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/11119786553737569702noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6985418.post-35670735264863518752007-01-18T22:48:00.000-08:002007-01-18T22:59:42.464-08:00

So, forgive me for boring you with yet another story about how my mother drives me out of my fucking mind, Internets, but this will only take a minute or two. I'm trying not to scream or break something in the house, and it's too late to call anyone to rant and rave, and I'm trying to spare B, who had a long day, so the 4 people who read this blog will just have to deal. Thanks for your time.My

Dewhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/11119786553737569702noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6985418.post-48734447734398337882007-01-16T21:16:00.000-08:002007-01-18T23:36:44.928-08:00

Here is a sample of a line of handmade cards I've been working on this month. They're free-form collage using rubber stamping, some reproduction advertising and tourist postcard pix, and real stamps I bought in Paris.I started them as thank you cards for all the kind generosity people showed for Hanumas and my birthday, but then made a set of six for someone who actually bought them from me!!!

Dewhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/11119786553737569702noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6985418.post-3512733752146010252007-01-12T21:21:00.000-08:002007-01-18T23:12:41.927-08:00

So now the accuser in the Duke so-called "rape" case has changed her story yet again. I won't bother posting a link because I'm certain you've already read about it. Turns out that she was wrong on the time (fair enough) and turns out that Reade Seligman was an observer, she now says, not a participant. Also? During the time the alleged assault took place? A passing neighbor saw her and the

Dewhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/11119786553737569702noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6985418.post-67110813388165205392007-01-06T21:26:00.000-08:002007-01-08T23:46:21.392-08:00

We had a lovely day in L.A. Went out for breakfast near home, then drove up and spent the whole afternoon at the L.A. County Museum of Art, which was having a pretty nifty Magritte exhibit. We both enjoy Magritte, and have seen his work in shows at the MoMAs in SF and NYC, so it was nice to reprise this shared habit.B had never been to LACMA before (we tried to think of why it seemed familiar

Dewhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/11119786553737569702noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6985418.post-1167603135019748672006-12-31T14:05:00.000-08:002006-12-31T14:12:15.033-08:00

Happy end-of-2006, or if you don't mind me being a little early (in this time zone, anyway), happy new year!!This is a funny 12/31 for me, because in just 5 short days, I'm turning 40. FORTY. That's a big fucking number, people, and while I recognize that the alternative is far less palatable than getting older, I'm nevertheless struggling with the looming event. It's not that I feel forty

Dewhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/11119786553737569702noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6985418.post-1167608312482452252006-12-20T18:56:00.000-08:002006-12-31T15:38:32.503-08:00

Today I got to go to Compton. That's right. W.W.A., right here. I had a small claims trial to do (I won), so I got my exhibits ready, drafted my chronology, put on my black skirt-of-intimidation, and set off.Now, all courthouses now have security: metal detectors, armed sheriffs' deputies at the door, controlled entry, etc. Compton, for reasons that may be obvious, if you read far enough

Dewhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/11119786553737569702noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6985418.post-1167608825317662362006-12-15T22:54:00.000-08:002006-12-31T15:47:05.316-08:00

T.G.I.F., and an extra T.G. that I'm home at LAST.I spent 11/29 in Toronto. That's right, one day. Left LA at 3:00 Tuesday afternoon, got to the hotel in Toronto (possibly the biggest room I've ever been in in my life!!) at 1 a.m., spent the night and worked at our Canadian office 'til 3:30, then legged it back to Pearson Int'l (whose airport code, oddly, is YYZ, like the zipper company), and

Dewhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/11119786553737569702noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6985418.post-1167605735592357552006-11-29T23:40:00.000-08:002006-12-31T14:55:35.610-08:00

Any criminal defense attorneys out there I can put on retainer, just in case I am forced to kill my mom the next time I see her? I'm not planning anything, mind you (noting that to do so and talk about it would strip our conversations of privilege, under the crime/fraud exception), but I'm just wondering whether putting someone on retainer counts as a declaration of intent....Seriously, though,

Dewhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/11119786553737569702noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6985418.post-1162138172242965342006-10-29T07:53:00.000-08:002006-10-29T23:05:55.046-08:00

HowManyOfMe.comThere are:0people with my namein the U.S.A.How many have your name?My sister-in-law Leslie found the site above. We've all looked for ourselves; my father and brothers are each one of half a dozen bearing their names, and one of my sisters is one of 5, but my little sister and I are supposedly unique. However, the site's results are clearly inexact, or at least imperfectly

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I'm sorry, I'm sorry!I know a better person would have resisted that title, but since Oregon State outscored USC today 33 to 31 in what was a bit of a nail-biter in the last quarter of the last quarter (the Trojans made up a 21 point deficit in the last 15 minutes of the game, which in this house led at least one of us to believe that Booty and Carroll would pull off some kind of miracle

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We've invited my mom out for Thanksgiving with the McB's, and happily, she has accepted, but now it means we've got to actually whip the house into shape to receive anyone but us! Oh, don't get me wrong: I come by my slobbitude naturally, and it's not like Mom's rolling through here with white gloves on or anything even vaguely resembling a critical eye about housekeeping, but we're dangerously

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So, in this house, as some of you know and others may have guessed, I am the funny one. Oh, don't get me wrong: the Huz has an excellent sense of humor (and I'm not just saying that because we find many of the same things hilarious and risible and whatnot; he's so super smart, and you know, there's a lot of smartness in getting the joke. Seriously, think about people you know whom you consider to

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Your man Shakespeare said it, my darling:Let still the woman takeAn elder than herself: so wears she to him,So sways she level in her husband’s heart:Twelfth Night. Act ii. Sc. 4.As I often say, I love you like crazy. And I will luve thee still, my dear,Till a' the seas gang dry:Till a' the seas gang dry, my dear,And the rocks melt wi' the sun;I will luve thee still, my dear,While the sands o'

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In news that should surprise few if any of you reading this, I am 20.11834% geek, according to a test I just took online. To prove my 1/5 Geek nature, I offer you this: Once upon a time I took a brief HTML programming mini-course, and remember just enough of it, I think, to have nudged me over the 20% mark. It's ok; apart from the computer stuff, I suspect the Huz is waaaaay geekier than I

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While I admit that I initially visited the site to take the quiz to find out what kind of "soul" I am (big surprise, NOT, "old" was the answer), I found I liked the "What are your politics" quiz better, so here are the results. Not surprising, although I think it would be a better quiz with 5 additional questions to add nuance, but since I'm not a computer programmer, I don't know how

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I know it's only Monday, but I suspect there won't be serious competition for this one anytime soon:Hundreds expected to come to Masturbate-a-thonUh.... Shouldn't that be "at"....?The story is actually about a fundraiser in London, at which, um, well, you raise money with self-induced Os, I gather. Pleasure yourself to raise money for a reproductive health charity. Rules include no touching

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[Preliminary note: I struggled with the naming of this post, and the title is the winner by a hairsbreadth over "Gives 'hung like a chipmunk' a whole new dimension."]Apparently, there's competition for Liverpool's "serial streaker," who is compelled to air his giblets in public fora (pubLic, I said!). This nutter (who was identified by a Yorkshire daily as Mark Roberts, but can't be Roberts

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So it turns out it's a good thing B brought his laptop (you know, the media-fabulous HP his lovely wife bought him for his birthday last year!), because the CrackBerry quit working in Denver and probably won't rejoin us 'til tomorrow's stopover there again! This means I've been able to use the wireless connection (thanks to my work-at-home s-i-l Sue who had the foresight to get it here in Montana

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Like most of you, I'm sure, I take rape allegations awfully seriously. Considering what an accuser has to go through, and the whole slow-rolling machinations of the judicial system, not to mention the damage done to reputation by false accusations, it's all a very big deal and should be taken as seriously as humanly possible, and pursued assiduously. However, this Duke thing has me really

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"Our country's unique because our dissidents have a voice," said Sen. Daniel Inouye, a World War II veteran who lost an arm in the war and was decorated with the Medal of Honor."While I take offense at disrespect to the flag," he said, "I nonetheless believe it is my continued duty as a veteran, as an American citizen, and as a United States senator to defend the constitutional right of

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How gauche! I completely forgot Sophie, Countess of Wessex (that's Mrs. Prince Edward, to you uninitiated normal people who don't actually chart British royalty like your demented scribe) in my homage to the toppers at Ascot the other day. For that, she gets two pix of her very own. I'm including Princess Anne just in case anyone's wondering whether the boys got all the looks in that family (

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It may be because I love love love hats, period (I have a "hat face"); it may be because I'm a total sucker for royalty (I know, I know, it's quite mad); it may be because an early (and current) favorite of mine was My Fair Lady, whose soundtrack, in case you're wondering, I do know by heart (and from which I do an especially nice "Wouldn't It Be Loverly?", playing most mornings in our master

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So there's this follow-up article in Newsweek about the article they ran 20 years ago about how unlikely it was that women over 35 will ever get married -- nigh unto impossible if you waited 'til you were 40, etc. Interesting piece, especially where they've tracked down the original 29-to-40 year old women and re-interviewed them both about what they now think of what they said then and about

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This story just made me want to puke. Yet another Hollywood couple is having a baby out of wedlock -- a baby conceived, mind you, while its adulterous father was still married, no less -- and the child (as well as its glamorous parents) is being all-but deified?! What kind of a world is this?? Especially, not for nothing, in AFRICA, which last time I checked had some pretty damned important

Dewhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/11119786553737569702noreply@blogger.com2tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6985418.post-1148315669212948382006-05-22T06:33:00.000-07:002006-05-22T09:34:29.230-07:00

A businessman boarded a plane to find, sitting next to him, an elegant woman wearing the largest, most stunning diamond ring he had ever seen. He asked her about it. "This is the Klopman diamond," she said. "It is beautiful, but there is a terrible curse that goes with it." "What's the curse?" the man asked. "Mr. Klopman."

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Blah blah blah, [the insufferable] Barry Bonds purportedly ties Babe Ruth's second-place all-time home run record, and is "poised" to catch up to the incomparable Hank Aaron's 755, they say. First of all, Babe Ruth hit 714 career home runs fueled by fried chicken and bathtub gin, so far from the "protein shakes", "B-12 shots" and steroids that have enhanced Bonds' career, it's an insult to the

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At the risk of losing whatever liberal cred I have left, I am astonished to report that I am, for the only time in memory and perhaps the only time ever, in accord with el Presidente in this sentiment, as expressed by the cute cutie Tony Snow (now known as the President's Press Secretary, but known in this house from his days as the host of the once-avidly watched Fox News Sunday -- I was not the

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That's right, I put the apostrophe where I think it belongs. It's a day for all mothers, is it not? Therefore, plural possessive. Hmph. Plus which: my blog, my conventions in punctuation, grammar, spelling, you name it. Don't like it? Start your own blog!! I'm reading this article over on the ABC news site, by Scott Haltzman, the author of a book about creating and sustaining a successful

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That's actually what I call the huz, frequently, when he parades his irresistible self in front of me and then has the audacity to complain when I grab his ass. Please. Save it for someone else, brother! You know you're my sweet sweet candy, honey bunny, and I gotta grab ya! However, the huz is not the attractive nuisance about which I write today, still recuperating at a glacial pace from

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Want to drive 15 pre-schoolers out of their minds? Rent a giant bouncy house for your next backyard birthday party. Ohhhh, yeah!!! Gabriela turned two on May Day, but her party was yesterday, and it was a huge hit. Adriana picked ladybug/butterfly theme, and decorated and did favors all in line, and I volunteered to be The Cookie Lady. I baked butterfly and caterpillar shaped sugar cookies, and

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Gawd Almighty! I think we can all agree that Keri Russell is a lovely, lovely woman. And the dress, while perhaps in need of either slightly larger girls or perhaps those chicken cutlet thingies (or even, may I say, something resembling a gel-padded bra?), is nevertheless darling as well. But what the .... is goin' on with the 'do?!?!! Keri. Honey. Red carpet, sweetie. Dressed up, darling. Go the

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My nephew is 6 1/2; my stepmother is a youthful 59. This conversation was reported from the kitchen at the Dews': Nicholas wanted to know today if you can bring your things with you when you go to Heaven. I said, "I don't know, I've never been there." He said, "Well, you will be soon, 'cause you're pretty old!" In 2059, he won't be so sure....

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That ain't right.Don't get me wrong: I love Prince (so cute! so tiny! so androgynous!) and I love Tom Jones (my Welsh darling!) (As a two-year old, apparently, I used to run around the house screaming "Tom Zones! Tom Zones!!" like a maniac whenever you came on tv!), but I just can't feel good about Tom's cover of "Kiss", which inconceivably made it onto the hits charts in 1988, my rising nausea

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...at least not if you abuse it like this. So this guy forms a splinter group from the Baptist Church (with which let me say in all candor I already have some problems with. Whatever happened to not casting the first stone or not judging lest ye be judged? Isn't G-d the only one who's allowed to judge us?), and this is how they make their opinions known? Picketing and disrupting funerals??

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Just a few thoughts on office etiquette, which I'll only share because most of the people who read this don't know where I work.1) Potty Privacy: This applies equally to men & women, so don't think I'm sexist just 'cause I'm saying "stall" -- this means urinals, too, and in fact, might apply more so to urinals. If someone (say, me) is peeing in the first stall in an otherwise-empty bathroom,

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Ok, first things first: exploiting my long-held desire to be in a book club (which I've never joined but envy from afar), Heidi Lee made me read The Washingtonienne, this lurid icky book by the putative whore-turned-blogger-turned-"novelist" Jessica Cutler. I read it, hurriedly, and while it only took four hours to do so cover to cover, I want those hours back. The Washingtonienne, in case you

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Not for nothing, but Rainman apparently works in my office, in the janitorial services contractor's employ. You know that scene in the excellently-creepy Julia Roberts/Patrick Bergin film Sleeping With The Enemy, where she gets out of the shower in her new house, far away from the abusive husband whom she's left to think she was dead, and her towels are all straightened out (the way the psycho

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Y'all know my parents were separated just before I was born (or don't, but they were) and got divorced when I was 4 1/2, and had a contentious and difficult relationship until they stopped having one at all, back in '89. I've never really regretted their not being married, because I swan you'd have a tough time finding people more dissimilar than my parents, for all their general wonderfulness

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This New York Times article caught my eye online today. It's an interesting read, especially if you're at all concerned with the chasm between so-called fundamentalist Islam and the West, and the bloody consequences of such a chasm.A Syrian-born psychologist, now living in California with her husband and three children, appeared recently on Al-Jazeera to debate with a radical Muslim cleric

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As I was creating the new blog and adding links to it and whatnot, I came across this hilarious essay by Jeff Drake and this giggle-inducing piece by Kate Hahn on McSweeney's, which, yes, is a tad precious, but sometimes right on the mark. There are some talented people publishing over there, and you should give it a look-see.

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I'd like to thank the Academy!!! Crash just won best picture, and I am thoroughly chuffed!!! As you saw from my post about Brokeback vs. Crash, I think the best picture really did win, and I am delighted. Congratulations to Paul Haggis and company, and to all the wonderful performers in the movie for their excellent work. And how cute is it that Best Actress and actor in Best Picture get to

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I got undressed today and here's my apparel report: my shoes (Hush Puppies) and jeans (Levi's) were the only things I was wearing that were made in the U.S. of A. Bra (Olga) was made in Mexico, underwear (Cacique) in Israel, t-shirt (Gap) in Honduras, and sweater (Eddie Bauer) in Australia. I'm wearing the world, here, people!!The whole push to "buy American" is a union concept or construct or

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This story on CNN.com (about a "prankster" on a field trip who stuck his chewed gum on the corner of this painting) caught the eye of my friend Diane and she sent it around to us. Rachel's question was whether we should be more appalled by the fact that this TWELVE year old defaced a piece of art or by the purported $1.5MM pricetag on the painting, which looks as though my 4-year-old godson did

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Everybody likes boobs, right?? Look how easy it is to join the fight to keep 'em healthy and well:Today's PSA: please bookmark www.thebreastcancersite.com and visit it once daily to click on the "Fund Free Mammograms" button in the middle of the page. One click a day, you can do that. Easy peasy! Maybe set it as your home page for awhile so it comes up when you log on every morning or

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So I went to see Brokeback Mountain yesterday afternoon (when I should have been working on the house, yes, what of it?!), and I'm here to give my review of what is admittedly a good movie, but one which I don't think should win an Academy Award over Crash.First and foremost, I'm tired of the hype that Brokeback is this sweeping, inspirational, epic love story. While it's true that Messrs. Twist

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This picture was captioned "Tatiana Volosozhar and Stanislav Morozov of the Ukraine compete in the Pairs Short Program Figure Skating during Day 1 of the Turin 2006 Winter Olympic Games on February 11, 2006 at the Palavela in Turin, Italy." I am fairly sure (although I would happily be wrong because maybe Bryan would enjoy figure skating more* if this were really the scene) that this is actually

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I'm sad to say that I was never in any doubt as to whether Neil Entwistle was the person who'd killed Rachel and Lillian, but I'm glad they've arrested him. I think it's laughable that he's not consenting to extradition -- good luck with that, pal -- especially since it's not like Massachusetts has a death penalty. Every story I've read suggests that his motive was financial -- not even like a

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For all the gushing and squishy sentimentality (and posed photo ops) Britney Spears has subjected young Sean to, she sure is cavalier with his health and safety when it's convenient for her....I imagine you've all seen the story about Britney's "escape" from the paparazzi, wherein she drove one-handed with her 5-month old son in her left arm. Now, first of all, 5 month-olds are wiggly, so a loose

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Three years ago today, I awoke from a nap in London and learned that the spaceship Columbia had disintegrated upon re-entry to the Earth's atmosphere, killing everyone aboard and once more casting the future of space exploration into doubt. The images were all the more shocking because Challenger was 17 years and 3 or 4 days behind us, and at one time that was the worst thing we thought we'd ever

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You just have to enjoy the image of Mr. Prosecutor, with his pair of pinky rings (a topic we should perhaps explore at a different juncture) and his American flag tie, in a bondage mask, don'tcha?? I have to say I am very pleased at the outcome of this trial, because in the absence of a body or any physical evidence whatsoever, not to mention no taped confession or even any notes by the

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For whatever reason (prolly 'cause I'm light-headed or something), this caught me square on the funny-bone, and I thought you might enjoy it, too. Apart from the fact that when I left NYC on Monday, it was a friggin' freeeeeeeeezing 15 degrees (that's Fahrenheit, for my readers in Oz), and I shudder to think it might have been that cold yesterday, too, I'd just like to say "hee hee hee hee hee"

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..."interesting" ceremony.... It was actually very nice, on the whole, although the entire place was choking on sage smoke at the beginning, which I happen to think is a less-than-auspicious way to begin the proceedings, but what do I know? Staid, ordinary me whose processional was Pachelbel, while this wedding's bride marched to the theme from Star Trek: Next Generation. Mm hm. She did look

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Not for nothing, but shouldn't someone in his late fifties with FOUR CHILDREN be more sensible than this???

Dewhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/11119786553737569702noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6985418.post-1137372846758475442006-01-05T20:59:00.000-08:002006-01-15T16:54:06.760-08:00

Whiny baby moment: a shocking number of people either completely forgot or completely ignored my damned birthday! HMPH!

Dewhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/11119786553737569702noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6985418.post-1135965684271007882005-12-30T09:54:00.000-08:002005-12-30T10:01:24.283-08:00

Dear friends and strangers,2005 was a strange and sometimes terrible year, opening as it did with the magnitude of the tsunami's devastation, encompassing the tragedies of Katrina and other storms and acts of nature, as well as the depressing vagaries of politics and celebrity dating, and closing with the misery of Johnny's acceptance of the hated Yankees' filthy $52MM. I wish you all a peaceful

Dewhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/11119786553737569702noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6985418.post-1135185077236898892005-12-21T09:10:00.000-08:002006-03-05T15:51:38.220-08:00

Read it [original post had a link to the SI article about Johnny Damon's defection to the hated Spankmees] and weep, Sox fans. ANY team but the Yankees, Johnny, ANY team. I can't even write any more, I'm so sad.

Dewhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/11119786553737569702noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6985418.post-1134016683991593792005-12-07T20:36:00.000-08:002005-12-07T20:38:03.993-08:00

The page has been landed on more than a thousand times!! I assume that's about 10 readers, reading 100 times apiece, but still, coooool!!! Meanwhile, would it kill the readers to leave a comment or two?! GEEZ!

Dewhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/11119786553737569702noreply@blogger.com2tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6985418.post-1133884631543134062005-12-06T07:55:00.000-08:002005-12-06T07:57:11.553-08:00

This was heartening news to me. Now I just have to get over my doubts that the California Dept of Children's Services (or whatever agency handles this stuff) won't be starstruck and somehow streamline the process for the pretty, famous people....

Dewhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/11119786553737569702noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6985418.post-1133739516884948552005-12-04T15:36:00.000-08:002005-12-04T15:38:36.896-08:00

A: Area Code You Are In Right Now: 949, to my dismayB: Birthday: 5 janvierC: Current Crush: my boyfriend George ClooneyD: Favorite Drink: Orangina or Limonata from Pellegrino E: Eating Currently: nothing, but I’m contemplating a chicken-apple sausage snack F: Favorite Food: eggplant or chicken parmigiana (that’s Chicken Farmer John to Audrey)G: Who Do You Go To For Advice: Amy or Bryan H:

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Although (unlike some) I can, in fact, touch-type, courtesy of Rosalind Smoller, typing teacher extraordinaire at Brookline High School, this little item scares the freakin' bejeezus outta me. And yet... and yet.... I am strangely enchanted by it, even entranced a little.... Beguiled, if you will. It's like a gauntlet has been thrown. If my posts start looking like this: O jsbr gpthpyyrm jpe yp

Dewhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/11119786553737569702noreply@blogger.com2tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6985418.post-1133595535004406782005-12-02T23:20:00.000-08:002005-12-04T14:18:33.803-08:00

So today's missive from the land of celebrity gossip is that Brad Pitt has filed a petition in LA County Superior Court to adopt Angelina Jolie's two children, and change their names to Maddox and Zahara Jolie-Pitt.Now let me just get this straight in my tiny little provincial mind. This woman, aged all of 27 or so, has already married and divorced two other actors in rapid succession. She is

Dewhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/11119786553737569702noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6985418.post-1132597086314427772005-11-21T22:15:00.000-08:002005-12-02T23:20:13.673-08:00

This is a rather entertaining tale, mostly because it suggests that the power of the consumer (and the press) in this case has the potential to make this more of an issue than the company ever intended. I just wonder whether the employee who put it in as a shop-lifting case is going to work at HD much longer....

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Oh, right, right, you can't stop me, you can just stop reading! AAAAAAHAHAHAHAHAHAHA.Ok. That's out of my system; it's safe to go on.I adore New York City. I do. I love all of it, while granting you that I've never been exposed to the seamy underbelly -- or for that matter, even to the outer boroughs, because JFK doesn't count. My grandparents lived in the Bronx (Parkchester, Dad's side;

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