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I just checked FoxNews.com after the debate expecting to find a screaming headline about the gay General that snuck passed CNN's investigators. You know, something understated like this:
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Alas, I did not; Fox wishes it was as tasteful as Drudge, instead I found this:
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Fox news - We Report, You Masturbate
The segment that begins at the 2:20-mark is handy for rendering flaccid a particularly tenacious and unwanted erection.
Bon Jovi's 2000 comeback and triumphant return to New Jersey's Meadowlands was described by Triumph the Insult Comic Dog as being "like poop traveling back up into the butthole."
While Marty and Abby are not comparable to poop, their return to Kileen is certainly similar to a return to the lower colon of the United States (I have discussed Kileen, TX here).
So Abby left, and that's sad, but we had a great time; let's now take a soft-focus moment and reflect on the precious moments that visited us during this, my 33rd Thanksgiving.
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In other news, Liz was on set at Boston Legal again yesterday and reports that William Shatner is, I shit you not, the nicest and most "normal" (I think she said "present and centered" but for our purposes I'll say "normal") star she has ever encountered.
She reports that James Spader is a bIt odd.
Nicolas Sarkozy, who has won praises in America for eschewing intellectualism and hating on unions, has reverted back to being a dandy little French fop.
[Techcrunch] French president, Nicolas Sarkozy, [on the new EU Internet anti-piracy legislation] “We run the risk of witnessing a genuine destruction of culture…The Internet must not become a high-tech Far West, a lawless zone where outlaws can pillage works with abandon or, worse, trade in them in total impunity. And on whose backs? On artists’ backs.”
Far west? Where's that? Did you mean wild west, you baguette smoker? He should have pulled out the stops and said, "
"The Internet must not become a high-tech, how you say, Far West..."
And then mimed the rest.
Yes, if you must ask, I'm ignoring the spirit of the statement which is decidedly right-wing and anti-internet and instead making fun of a small verbal misstep.
I blog, therefore I'm a douche.
Abby (first from the left) just said the following:
"Liz, I know that the arch in your mouth is higher than the arch in my mouth because when we were kids I used to like to wear your retainer"
Then we all barfed.
What prompted this revelation is Abby having seen Liz's Invisiline on the sink in the bathroom and briefly considered trying it on.
Liz and I went out to dinner with Jaime and Abby. Jaime got a dessert featuring "flour balls" and, well...
The soon to be redeployed (Abby), the never to be deployed (Jaime) and the deployer of poop (Marty the One Man Party) are all visiting for Thanksgiving.
Things are now a bit snug here in Hollywood, but Abby is keeping spirits up by knitting The World's Gayest Christmas Sweaters® for Marty and Emmett.
Emmett's still isn't finished but Marty's (as you can see) is; now he looks like a little hairy jingleberry.
More to come...
