Updates

My dear Andrew has been in the hospital for more than a week now suffering from a collapsed lung. Let's all send our mental best wishes that he recuperates fabulously from his surgery this week.

My beautiful Kimmee is still at home recuperating from her severe ankle injury. I seriously miss your daily emails. Seriously. You are my absolute favorite person to email with.

My pain in the ass, but much beloved kid sister Amy is home suffering from muscle spasms in her back and shoulders. I miss you and really want you to take better care of yourself.

Cloverfield with Stay - good movie.

The Number 23 - BAD, stupid, dumb movie.

Barack taking South Carolina.

Seeing Francea's mom after 15 years... Priceless

Working on weekends. SUCKS.

Cheese fries from Bel Aire Diner on 21st Avenue...Yummy.

New client meeting on Saturday. On fire.

Rock of Love with Bret Michaels on VH1...Guilty pleasure.

Prelief over-the-counter acid reducer, urinary frequencey controlle. Kicking interstitial cystitis in the arse.

The Clintons taking getting fucked up the rear in South Carolina. Excellent.

The Boys getting a much-needed bath. Puppy love.

Still reeling from Heath Ledger's death. RIP.

Gettin' All Political

A few years ago I rather begrudgingly voted for Gore...I don't know, he's a bit Hollywood and Tipper bugs me...then Kerry...I wasn't even close to being in love...and now I'm totally behind Barack Obama even though I know in my heart of hearts that he's going to be left in Hillary's dust. This country is far more prepared for a woman president than a Black one. Please - as two female authors blogged yesterday - what's up with the noose again?

Anyway, Gore's Nobel Prize win has the Democratic Party with their fingers crossed that he will announce his presidential run in the eleventh hour. I would really like to hear/see it. Bottom line, I don't want Hillary as president...though I truly believe she will be one.

I'm petrified of Giuliani and he like married his cousin. Mitt Romney is frankly too waspy. And McCain is just crazy. And then there is the Law & Order guy with the "I don't want to be called a trophy" wife.

What the hell happened to Howard Dean? Did that funny shriek he made really ruin him forever?