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Rudy Giuliani will speak to them.
I kept expecting to see a water spout.
And I kept thinking, "I'm one of those idiots you see on TV who have live pictures of their own stupid demise."
Did anybody around here get a picture of a water spout last week?
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Peach Buzz says:
Thanks to New Jersey -- a state of high class and sophistication (yeah, I said it) -- we've been reintroduced to a word that had all but disappeared from dictionaries across the nation ... "ladylike."
Ah, what does this olden days word mean, you ask? Well, people used to use it to describe women like Jacqueline Onassis, Grace Kelly and anyone who thought crossing her legs at the knees was a gateway to teenage pregnancy. Now it's the name of a magazine for trannies and crossdressers.
Sticking with the church theme ...
Where in the Lowcountry am I?
A glorious world where Jennifer Aniston weighs 300 pounds and Pamela Anderson teaches fourth grade ...
Finally! Someone has found a way to use Photoshop for good and not evil. After years of being conditioned to accept as reality the perfect, but majorly touched-up, photos we see of celebrities and models in magazines, we can now catch a glimpse of what they'd look like with weight problems, bad hair, bad outfits and jobs at Wal-Mart (Ashlee Simpson is a store manager, by the way ... it's brilliant).
To see more works of genius by PlanetHiltron.com, click on the Jennifer Aniston photo on the right (yes, that's Jennifer Aniston) ... TMZ.com posted a gallery that includes Johnny Depp as a hairdresser from Guadalajara, Hugh Hefner on a Disney cruise for his 40th wedding anniversary and Ann Coulter as a lady of the night in Amsterdam. Again, not reality, but this fake world makes me feel a lot better about myself. Can't you just hear people telling Fat Jennifer Aniston, "But you have such a pretty face ...," which makes her so steaming mad she goes home to stuff herself with a gallon of Edy's and a box of Girl Scout cookies ... but only after eating most of a family-sized lasagna from Stouffer's. Then, right after watching "American Idol" and checking her e-mail to see if her Internet boyfriend from Canada responded (she told him she looks a lot like Rachel from "Friends"), Fat Jennifer Aniston makes a vow to join Weight Watchers (she'll have to put the cost on a credit card, but it's worth it). The next morning, she wakes up sad and achy but still determined to go to Weight Watchers because there's a McDonald's on the way there and it's before 10 a.m., which means bacon, egg and cheese biscuits, baby! ... [not that I've ever done any of this, mind you ...].
I'm on vacation this week.
But I haven't left the Lowcountry.
If time permits on a hectic schedule with a frantic family, I'll try to post a picture each day with this question for you about each setting:
Where in the Lowcountry am I?
Some things you don't have to worry about. Unless, of course, you want to.
The Wilmington, N.C., Star News reports that North Carolina coastal flood insurance rates may surge because N.C. has declinded to adopt international window codes.
But the story says:
"Sex and the City" fans the world over are clicking their stiletto heels in glee because the day has finally come for a reunion of Carrie Bradshaw and Co. After years of just talk and drama, it's now been confirmed the show will return in the form of a movie. A movie!
I, myself, have just gotten over the extreme separation anxiety I felt when the show ended in 2004, so you'd think I'd be toasting this revival with whatever cocktail is fashionable these days (is it cosmos still, really?). But I'm not lifting a single martini glass in celebration. I feel like Miranda did in the episode when she found out she was having a boy but couldn't bring herself to be as excited about the prospect as everyone else around her seemed to be. A boy. A boy! A boy. A movie.