Going to the Chapel

Chelsea and Marc near Union Square in December 2006. [Photo via Bauer-Griffin]

I usually don't like women with not enough chin, but I like Chelsea. Good luck and best wishes.

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Cute cute cute! There is no other word. Today's little bot is a kitty belonging to my friends Jill and Dave. What makes this guy extra special is that Jill is allergic to cats, and as much as she loves them, she really can't have one. Until now! Maki is so adorable and she loved him so much that they kept him! More pics of him to come.

It just gets better.

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LOVE.

This speaks for itself.

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My good friend Kari was nice enough to send us this sweet picture to start off our new tradition of posting any and all kitty pictures we can get our mits on. These little guys are Weiser (named after Budweiser, OF COURSE) and Trevor. I'll let you guess whether she named her cat or her son Weiser. It's an excellent name.

Anyway, as Kari points out, Weiser is clearly very excited that a little monster is crawling all over his tail. He's giving us the stink eye, augmented by his natural wonk eye.

Weiser has gone on to a better place since this picture was taken, but we'll always have this as a remembrance of how pissed off he was while he was living. Much love, Weiser!

Tara Reid or Rachel Zoe?

Daily Lansbury, Daily Golden Girls

This is so excellent. So. Watch til the end or you will be disappointed. At least wait for the jazz hands. They're coming.

BOTS!!!!

These are two of my favorite bots, Spunky Jones and Mister Jeff. Spunky just loves to snuggle, as you can see. He's feeling very relaxed. Jill has suggested that we get some more kitty pics on this blog, and I think that that is an excellent idea. I've got plenty! So anyone who happens to read this blog, send me a pic of your baby bot and a little info to cpdallemolle@gmail.com, and off we go!

Wait, how many men?

Two and A Half, that's how men-y.

So, when you no longer have cable, and you are a serious tv lover, things get a bit freaky. For a while, I just stopped watching tv much. Basic cable sort of sucks, so I went back to my other love, reading. But, at some, point, when you read 4 books a week, no matter how often your coworker brings you books, no matter how often you go to Half Priced Books, no matter if you are willing to read TWO Nicholas Sparks books in a week for God sakes, (TWO!) you run out of books and you have to go back to tv.

My tv is special, and by that I mean it sucks. Channels never come in. Like one or two channels at a time. There is nothing to chose from. And that's how it started between me and Two and A Half Men. Like I had no other alternative. Which is probably how it started between Charlie Sheen and many of the women in his life. But I'll tell you this. That show can sometimes be very funny. Much funnier than I ever thought it could be. I think it has something to do with their willingness to use bad language, which tickles me. A little recap of tonight's episode: it featured the line, "Leverage is a fickle bitch, my friend;" Annie Potts; and Annie Potts saying, "we're talking about my vagina here!" All in all, I was entertained. It was better than Nicholas Sparks any day.

How do we all feel about this?

This is Mike and Molly. Of Mike & Molly. A new series on CBS about two fatties who fall in love. Or something. It has tag lines like, "there's a whole lot to love on Mondays," and "finding each other just might have been worth the 'weight.'"

I am 100% ambivalent about things like this. On the one hand, I'm glad that actors of different sizes are staring in sitcoms. I'm happy that there are more roles on t.v. for people of all different weights.

However, it doesn't seem very...genuine. It might be nothing more than just the ghettoization of people of a certain size. They're allowed to come to the party, but they have to stand on one side of the room. The side with reinforced floors! Zing! Especially when you consider that the show isn't just about two people who fall in love, and happen to be big, and the wacky cast of characters around them. It's about two large people who fall in love at an Overeaters Anonymous meeting and can't seem to stop eating pie.

But then again, maybe this is the first step to a broader acceptance of heavy people in leading roles. So I'm back to not knowing how to feel about this!

In or Out?

OUT! Out, out, boring, out.

Herro there.

So, I'm hoping to get back into blogging. Since I last put keystroke to screen, many things have happened. Most notably, Rue McClanahan and Bea Arthur both passed away. More on this later. Also of note, Mister Jeff and I moved away from our friends and home, and became semi-sad impoverished people in Pewaukee WI.

Since we have been out here in Pewaukee we haven't been able to afford cable, and I'm quite nervous that this is going to seriously affect my ability to blog. TV is my favorite thing in the whole world, and the best subject matter for blogging that there is. Although, after re-reading that last sentence, maybe I can get some posts out of examining my value system and personal ethics.

Daily Golden Girls

Blanche: Oh girls... I'm just in ecstasy! My body is tingling all over! You will never guess what just happened!

Sophia: We know what happened. Let us just guess what part of the Middle East he's from.

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It's when you can't hear the bats, that's when the bats are coming.

Mariah, I'm sorry about your sudden rodent AND flying rodent problem. We all feel for you. And because of that, we're going to ignore the fact that you watch Friday Night Lights.