now you know there's no way i could pass something like that up! i'll post more photos over on my online photo album when i get a chance. the place had tiffany lamps, halloween stuff, and a little french bulldog named lucy that barked at me when i took her photo.
in other news having to do with nothing: i listen to local cleveland radio. rover in the morning and maxwell on the drive home. i caught the famous chuck galetti meltdown on maxwell friday and it was.....horrible and awkward. so of course i kept listening! rover has a "hook-up hottie" every thursday and i am always surprised at the crap that comes out of these girls mouths. today the girl was asked what she likes to do in her spare time, what hobbies she enjoys. i swear, she answered, "um....like.....girls don't really have hobbies! besides going to the bar, i mean..... yeah, girls don't have hobbies." later on she stated, "i have a great personality!!!" and i laughed and snorted out loud. every week they say the same thing when asked what kind of guy they want. "um...well...he has to be tall.....and funny....and have a job." but when anyone cracks a joke, they don't seem to get it. the girls all seem to have no sense of humor. i think over-use of the tanning beds causes lose of humor and brain cells.
and another thing: i am having a blast on facebook. an old high school friend & i started a group for north high band geeks (but with a more PC name.) i've heard from some wonderful old friends and we're all trading stories and laughing. it's been a great way to reminisce. for me, being in band was a huge part of my life, from 7th grade- 12th. marching band was like a family of other misfits, geeks, and oddballs with similar senses of humor and love of music. i am enjoying the reminiscing and don't care if that makes me old!
ok folks, take it easy (and take it sleazy.) he he he...
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Ok, first, let me say Rover sucks. That said, I was listening to him this morning, to hear the 'Thursday Hook-Up'. It always help me feel smug and wonder, when did intelligence become a drawback to meeting someone? I've always said, men can marry a dinghy woman for her looks (Trophy wife, Mrs. GC??) but a woman cannot marry a dumb man. But, are you looking for love, if you go on a show that asks for your bra size and describes your butt?
Also, the meltdown was great! I am sure he is going to go into rehab soon, then come on the Maxwell show and thank them for helping him reach his 'rock bottom'. Man up buddy! Time to put on your big boy manties and deal with it. You punk-a**-punk!!!
oh yes, i am a trophy wife. a bowling trophy, from 1978, found in a dumpster. LOL!
and yeah, the meltdown as something. i was horrified, uncomfortable, and laughing, all at once.
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