So I had to go to an "executive dinner" last night and I sat next to a guy who runs a Major Division in a sort of Major Company, and he was going on and on about how hard his people have to work, how he makes them crash on projects all the time and how much innovation happens because they stay at work, for days on end! And to salute his total creative awesomeness, he told me he had an "apology party" for all the spouses, to "make up" for all the nights they were at home alone with the kids! And THEN he was LAUGHING because the spouses didn't seem all the appreciative! Some took the opportunity to complain? What?!!!! Doesn't a couple of nice scallop-wrapped-in-bacon appetizers and a glass of chardonnay make up for weeks of stress and pressure? I had to restrain myself from from taking my over-large steak and pounding him on the head.
On a sweeter note, my husband said he went to buy a bottle of wine to welcome me home, but he was so stressed because I was gone, he dropped the bottle in the store aisle. But never fear, he thought that was God's way of telling him to buy a more expensive bottle
Oh yes! I watched the show on the back of an airplane seat (United's new plane! You get your own TV! ) and even with the sound off, I could follow the plot of drool over Ichabod. Now I'm sorry I didn't put on the earphones and hear the jokes. But this way I could admire his handsomeness undisturbed. He not only does a terror face well, his eyes can cast an adorable little forlorn shade...Uhm, excuse me. I need to stopnow.
But truly, haven't you had dorky moments like this? (apologies art dork) Once I was walking down the steps of an Important University Building in the Boston Area, with a Very Important Professor and my knee sort of buckled and I slid down a bunch of steps and ended in a heap. The Very Important Professor sighed, shook his head and asked if that was what they call break dancing. Soooooo much for Ms. Cool-io, the graduate student.
Was that a re-treaded Talia Shire using a fake Russian accent in the All is Bright trailer? I don't care. I know I'll see this. My family has always watched a lot of of holiday themed movies.We watch Planes, Trains and Automobiles EVERY THANKSGIVING. (people who marry into the family have to get over it) And uhm, my brother actually leaves the TV ON during the 24-hour Christmas Story marathon.
Is it okay to love two people at one time? Because I love both these posts by both Jeb and Topknot. Will I be a weak person, if I just CAN'T MAKE MYSELF CHOOSE?
Sniffle.
So I don't like to brag (much) but I have tickets to see Bryan Cranston in the new play" All the Way", as it opens off Broadway (that would be Cambridge, Ma. exactly, but it makes me feel more exotic just to refer to is off Broadway) The play is about LBJ and the theater is really small so I'll be really close to BC and I am super excited to see this. I had to make up an amazing story to get out of a graduate seminar that night -- but it was the only night we could get a good seat. We have ;priorities here. !
This is why I love videogum. This is also why I could lose my job. Half of the marketing department is now watching the Millie Chicken Twerk. Now THAT's employee engagement!
Agree. I didn't like ANY of the characters by the last page. I was annoyed at myself for BUYING IT ( I'm a good little library card girl usually) then I was SUPER ANNOYED that I read it all the way through and felt only an irritable distaste for people I had just spend waaaaay too much time reading about.....
I just started to cry. When I was a kid, I would cry when the teacher yelled at the kid next me. It' can be very upsetting (uhm particularly if you dared the kid into doing something bad, or made him laugh or burp or throw something) Mmmmm, moment of self-enlightenment: This is why I like videogum because I can watch all the monsters being naughty, but nobody yells and no one can see me
I'm glad someone else brought up the tongue. Someone needs to tell her about the tongue. At first, when she came out of the giant teddy bear, I thought she had a piece of paper or something stuck to her face. I had to watch to realize she thought that she thought the tongue was her equivalent of a come-hither look. Shudder.
Very tempted to say indeed I am a rat-faced holiday decoration. In fact, I AM going to be picturing myself as this decoration as I sit in my meeting. But the truth is that it is my nickname picked up from the song The Weight...... wait for it..... where he says Well Luke my friend, what about young Annalee/ He said, do me a favor boy, won't you stay and keep Annalee company. Evidently as young rat-faced holiday decoration, I used to tell my mother I needed "company"....
THAT IS SO MAKE-ME-VOMIT AWFUL. But I feel proud that I could restrain my nausea here at my desk. I'm actually saving that for the meeting I will have with my boss this morning. High-tide of the nausea will come when he begins talking again about his "big vision" and how he hopes we can join him in this amazing journey. (read: fast train to nowhere.)
Can you take them both and spend two days at one job and three days at the other. Tell them that when you are not in the office, you are working on creative projects. This could go on quite a while. In fact, I have a friend who has a "full-time" job, but does a major amount of freelance using the excuse she works better from home on those days....
no they can't talk about food because A) she is doesn't eat, or purges when she does so she has no memory and B) SHE IS SO NAUSEOUS when he is around the very mention of food sends her retching into her Frette napkin.
So and can we rewind the tape for a moment. Katie has made cute on this story and no one is calling her on it. She tells the story in a giggle fluff up my hair way -- so SHE like the little damsel -- and old Larry -- well no way for saying anything. Hell, at this point, I doubt he can do much more than drool. But I'm uneasy with this one.
So score Katie -- you get some attention with a "naughty" little story and you are still America's Sweetheart. Except....... you didn't say anything publicly 30 years ago, or 20 years ago or 10 years ago. You went out with a guy who was known to think he was A Player (he came from Miami like second tier Rat Pack) and giggle, you went up to his apartment ( uhm, you could have said no, called a taxi when you go the apartment, WHATEVER)... But you went along, you rebuffed him, and wow, sounds like was actually okay with it, didn't rip off your little frock and actually got yourself home safely. You weren't a trauma victim, or a person with resources if this had really freaked you out -- you were already a rising media star.
I'm not condoning what Larry did: I'd gag if Larry King lunged at me. I'm just saying that Katie played a little "almost kissed and tell." Without acknowledging that DC was also a different time and place -And she's old enough to know it.
Realizing no one will see this because I'm so late to the party, BUT if you get a chance, read The News From Spain. Seven short stories that all use that phrase -- AMAZING! Tenth December is good, but News From Spain is EXCELLENT! And then Naked Is the Manatee is on my Kindle.
Agreed. I got that I'm-gonna-throw-up feeling when I saw them dangling above the street. I thought maybe there was going to be some macabre twist like "And here we see was Sylvia Plath, just after she wrote The Bell Jar in London!"
It's been a cold and terrible day here in the Hub of the Universe. Repeated interaction with boss only reminded me just how This Little Light of Mine is barely flickering here in the corporate dungeon, where health insurance definitely has me chained to the wall. BUT THEN I watched the video and read all the great comments and YES! Thank you! OF COURSE WE NEED TO TALK ABOUT THE PUPPY PEE!!! YES!
Okay, now I CAN get up the energy now to go to my car, and drive myself to the liquor store and then home.
Saturnian, I'm with you. Of course Everyone wants to read the Manti story, not just because they want to offer up media criticism (and Videogum commenters are among America's leading media critics) but because its about love, truth and love, lies and love, delusion, self-delusion, death, tragedy -- AND the Internet. It's fascinating, no matter WHAT the truth is here.. I actually think he didn't know it was fake. And hell, I hate Notre Dame 'cause I'm a Sooner fan.
artdork, are you a fellow Tulsan? The Buseys lived in our neighborhood growing up. My mother always shakes her head and says "I sure feel sorry for his mama" when she sees pictures of Gary.....
Yes -- or she could have capitalized on her personal and ancestral alcoholic history, by unveiling the Barrymore Family Wine label. Should have a picture of John Barrymore on it, perhaps with this legend:
One night, while drunk, he accidentally went into a women's restroom, instead of a men's room, and proceeded to relieve his bladder in a potted plant. A woman standing nearby reminded him that the room was "for ladies exclusively." Turning around, his penis still exposed, Barrymore responded, "So, madam, is this. But every now and again, I'm compelled to run a little water through it." (P.s.This incident later made its way, verbatim, into My Favorite Year (1982), where the Barrymore- inspired character of Alan Swann, played by Peter O'Toole, is involved in a similar situation.)
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