Archive for December, 2006

Prickly Ears

Friday, December 29th, 2006

We interrupt this regularly scheduled blog to say, OH my gosh, I HATE it when I overhear someone at work, particularly my boss, saying my name, and that’s all I hear. It sounds like the parents from the Peanuts cartoon until I hear my name, like, “Mwa wah, mwah wah wah Marcy mwah wah […]

Sometimes It’s Good Not to Know What You’re Missing… On the Other Hand, Warm Buns Are Nice

Friday, December 29th, 2006

Joanna and Jay, your requests and dedications are coming soon, but first we must discuss how I drove my roommate’s newish SAAB to work today while my oldish Mazda is in the shop, and how I am now spoiled forever.
I shall discuss some points of the newish SAAB and also some items regarding my oldish […]

Mike, You Owe Me a Cookie

Wednesday, December 20th, 2006

Excuse Me While I Put On My Christmas Eyebrows

Tuesday, December 19th, 2006

Last night I dreamt I looked in the mirror and realized I had a giant Frida Kahlo-style unibrow, and that I had just bridesmaided in my sister’s wedding with said brow, and that she had been trying to tell me but didn’t want to hurt my feelings. I was horrified that I would be in […]

Request and Dedication

Friday, December 15th, 2006

So Casey, Please Play “Baby’s Got Back,” for Grandma June.

Thursday, December 14th, 2006

Boy, it’s been far too long since I’ve posted a blentry. Lately I’ve had a bad case of blogger’s block. The ideas just aren’t a-flowin’ like they used to. I guess it’s because I’ve been keeping busy with my improv classes and whatnot.
I looked at my blog today and realized my blogroll has […]

Spam-a Lam-a Ding Dong

Wednesday, December 6th, 2006

Wow, Christine, what is a feathery bootleg? Is it like a bootlegged CD? And what are the feathers for? Wait, no, you know what? Don’t even tell me; just send me one. Whatever is is, I want it.
Nope, sorry, Nettie, it’s still Wednesday. Hang in there.
No thanks, Wilda, I’m fine as a member […]

My Sister’s Take on the Situation

Tuesday, December 5th, 2006

Poor Sean Preston. He’s so cute!
I know. He can’t possibly have inherited any intelligence whatsoever.
(pause)
At least he’ll inherit some money.

How White Am I? And, You’re Welcome.

Friday, December 1st, 2006

Last night I went out with some new friends from my improv class. We went to a bar in Hollywood called the Pig & Whistle, and the theme of the evening was “Frat Night.” I guess we were supposed to feel like we were at a frat party, but the only thing even […]