Parenthood

In case you are wondering who in the hell watches Parenthood, well, it's my mother. I called her last week and she scolded me for interrupting her during the show. I didn't know this was one of her "shows" but now I do. When I got my period for the first time in the early 80's, I remember coming home from sax lessons and seeing a pool of blood soaked through my cordoroy boy's Levi's. Any middle schooler still wearing boy's jeans is going to be freaked out by the first flow. Anyway, I starting screaming and my mom told me to not bother her. "What's the matter? I'm watching Cagney and Lacey," she yelled across the hall. And, people wonder what is wrong with me.

Rock of Love Finale!

OK, as a result of the TV strike, I somehow became addicted to Rock of Love on Vh1. Aside from watching all the hos compete for washed up Brett Michael's love, I can't get past what the fuck is wrong with Brett Michael's hair. Is it a wig held on by a bandanna? Is it plugs? Is he bald? Does he think it looks good? How does he watch it? By the way, I hope Daisy wins. I'd love the see the self-sabotaging crazy girl get her man.

Catblog Friday

I've had an emotional and very busy week. So, I'm finally sitting down and contemplating the meaning of life as I hang with MJ Cat. Then, after watching Oprah cry about the death of her beloved 13 year old dog Sophie, I realized that, for now, MJ Cat just may be the meaning of my life. When I came home tonight, I smelled a very strong gas smell in my building so instinctively I called 911 and packed up MJ in his cat carrier in case we had to evacuate. As the firemen came barrelling in, I felt that MJ is one the one steady character in my life. He waits for me to come home and when I wake up in the morning he rolls around and purrs in excitement. He's taught me to be a kinder and more responsible person. As I write this, he is curled up beside me with his little tabby head on my ankle. I don't mean to sound like a crazy cat lady, but I love MJ just as Oprah loved her dog. Our sympathies are with you, Oprah.