Late and Late, Late Night
Don’t know why I stay up so damn late. Part of the reason is that I’m biologically a night owl. Part of it is that after a full day of rehearsals, (not to mention the craziness of Ash Wednesday) coming home and being able to go to bed is just out of the question. I’d just lay there and my mind would spin and spin and spin. So I stay up and watch late night TV.
And maybe there’s a scotch involved. A nice single-malt Islay…But most night there’s not. Ok. Tonight, there. is. But ANWAY.
First…I’m a little dissapointed in Dave. After the high ethical bar set by (my TV boyfriend) Craig Ferguson, I wonder about the amount of monologue spent on Britaney jokes.
Second…Travolta is 53??? WTF? I thought he was my age?? (a.k.a. younger than 53!!!) And how old is Dave again? Same as M&N…um, 59.
1976…Captain & Tenille. Damn. I remember that. Barbarino in a Pirates of Penzance costume. Puffy sleeves and vest. Dang. Now I have to wash my eyes with hydrogen peroxide. Again.
And why again is he on Letterman? Oh yes, the buddy flick. “Wild Hogs.” Not that I haven’t thought about a road trip myself. Complete with a tall dark and handsome someone driving. (Or driving myself, actually. I really want a motorcycle.)
I gotta say, I like me a good buddy movie. I mean what’s not to like about a Hope & Crosby “Road” picture? But I dunno. This one looks like we’re seeing all the best scenes in the trailers.
Of course, it could be a better date movie than a movie about Spanish fascists, rebels and the death of a little girl whose last days were sustained by an elaborate fantasy life. Like my last movie date. (“Pan’s Labyrinth”)
And then, there’s my TV boyfriend, Craig Ferguson.
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A year ago (or longer) on This Journey…
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What a trooper 2008
Weekend choices 2007
invitation to open communion 2006
Prayer for (and from) a musician 2006
