Because Brooke Burke has a prime spot in our digital picture frame…
I’m sorry I’ve confused some of you in my drunken stupor. This is my Jake Ryan…
Wentworth Miller is the new Jake Ryan
The dog and I just spent our evening with Fox Primetime-Desparate Housewives First Season, a bottle of wine so fucking cheap that it has a screw on lid, and 40 media kits to be stuffed with anything anyone would ever want to know about a certain subject that I won’t mention because I would like to avoid getting fired. Though Professor Molly McGoo is quite the expert at licking her private parts and squirming her way onto the lap of anyone who may breathe in her general direction, she is not very proficient at stuffing media kits. I think it may be the fact that she has no fingers.
Anyway, after minimal help from Molly, I have finally completed the stuffing of the kits. The wine bottle is empty. I do not remember why I began this post. I’m sure it had a profound purpose.
We want Heath!!!
I say, quit the damn job that makes you work 12 hour days and join the party! When you’re working more than me, that is a VERY bad sign.
We miss you Heath. Crazybananas dot com isn’t the same without your pessamistic comments and general undertone of misery.
Fonz Update
Last night, as I celebrated my last night as a spry 22-year-old with some wine and the new Fox fall programming, I once again. Saw. Henry. Winkler. The Fonz. On TWO FUCKING SHOWS!!!
That is, like, 6 shows in 2 days! What the hell is going on. It’s the second coming of the Fonz. It’s like he’s haunting me. First, he’s a murder suspect, then he’s a divorced doctor with a family of doctors, then he’s dressed up like the guys from Blue Man Group with one of those wig-like things that make you look bald…DOES IT EVER END?
Signs of the apocolypse:
1. Nuclear war becomes iminent.
2. Holy wars are being fought on almost all continents.
3. Henry Winkler returns with avengence to prime time.
All will suffer.
Not much has changed
Happy birthday to me!
