Summer is just slip sliding by, but the days are just packed...


with new love!

Lynda told me tonight on the phone that she was a big Calvin and Hobbes fan. Well I almost shit myself like that new girl on Flavor of Love did. Lynda and I both thought that the whole situation, you know, the one where the contestant / masochist / crazy bitch with the bowel control problem SHIT ON THE FLOOR IN A ROOM FULL OF PEOPLE IN THE MIDDLE OF AN OPPULANT MANOR IN FRONT OF FLAVA FLAV, wasn't portrayed as insanely as it needed to be. No excuses either like "Miss Sumpthin' (her name given by Flav) has been battling obesecity and early onset Chrone's all her life, resulting in Tourette's of the bowels." Imagine if Mel Giboson had done that? No one would remember his drunken tirade about the Chosen People! But that isn't true for all celebreties mind you, Suri Cruise could do it and get a standing ovation, that is, if the child of prophecy exists. Do you think the Pitt-Jolie baby and the Cruise-Holmes offspring will one day make it on the future's version of Celebrity boxing show down? Goddamn I hope so. Lynda does too. No PR machine in the world can maintain this celebrity status forever. Lynda asked if anyone has created a countdown till they are legal. Half of me hopes so, half of me dreads the idea. Lynda is all for it, and voting for an all former-celebrity porno, hosted by the only living Olsen twin.