Today we had another cross-country meet. We have the nicest kids on the team. It was funny because when we went into the Dairy Queen, we were closely followed by one of the other teams. The other team screamed, hollered, and shoved their collective way into the DQ because it was a really small one. I looked at Snoopy and said, "I'm so glad that our kids are nice." To which she responded, "Me too." I know, what electrifying conversationalists we are. But that's beside the point, we're talking about high school kids here. BTW, as I'm fond of saying, our boys came in third and our girls came in second.
Also, I have to give a big long explanation about something stupid, but I can't NOT comment. My sister, Supermom, has a list, the Travolta list, on which she puts celebrities who SEEMED okay at one time, but have proven to be good 'uns. For example, last week because he wouldn't speak to Elizabeth Hasselbeck, Barry Manilow earned a spot on the Travolta list. (Did I mention how John Travolta earned his spot? He really doesn't acknowledge his son's situation which seems to be autistic-like because Scientology doesn't recognize those types of problems. If you notice Travolta and wife RARELY appear in public with Jett. http://www.hollywoodinterrupted.com/archives/a_plea_from_hollywood_john_travolta_open_your_heart.phtml
You'll see them with Ella Bleu at premieres, etc., but never with Jett.) I am not a subscriber to the list, although I was disappointed in Barry {Oh, how I love the Copa, don't fall in love!}. Really, I understand the whole Rose O'Donnell debacle and all, but she's not going to scratch his eyes out or something. Okay. All that. ANYWAY, it's about Kevin Spacey. Why, in the wide world of sports is he going down to Venezuela to see that guy? I don't understand. If anyone out there has an idea, please let me know. I've actually worked with some successful business people from Venezuela and they all think that Chavez is Rancho Cucamonga. Why Kevin, why? Keyser Soze? The GENIUS of geniuses in American Beauty. Ugh!
Have I said lately how much I love my job? I SO do. So, that's what I wish for you, that you are happy to get up and go to work every day.
Tuesday, September 25, 2007
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You're going to have to explain this one to me... I don't get it. (big surprise)
Hugo Chavez is the big ole crazy dictator from Venezuela. Google him. He believes his own propaganda. Cuckoo!
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