It Was Downright Cold in Here This Morning!


– OR – When Product Placement Becomes Plot A few weeks ago, when Hook asked Emma how he was portrayed in mainstream media (you know, Disney movies), I really thought they’d hit rock bottom with the shameless plugging and nudge-nudge, wink-winkiness of it all. Then, they quoted just about every easily-recognizable song lyric from The…
– OR – Emma and Regina Stop Pretending They’re Not Canon – OR – Henry Has Two Mommies In the unlikely case that one of you kickass individuals fails to read through the primary and secondary titles of this post to determine that it will, in fact, spoil the fuck out of the season premiere…
Oh, Once Upon a Time, it’s a damn good thing I’m a slave to subtext (and now to Lana Parrilla). Ah well, it’s hardly the first time I’ve watched a show’s entire run for subtext and hotties alone. I won’t grumble about stuff – like Gold as “family” or Henry as the show’s moral authority….
It was several years ago that I first fell into unrequited lust with Caitlin Keats. It was this Oil of Olay commercial that first carried her into the Realm of Riley™. Then came this Olay commercial and then this Olay commercial. She’s paying the bills with commercial work, because the powers that be are clearly…
I’m behind the times. Apparently this kid is becoming a YouTube sensation. But I don’t claim to be a YouTube peruser. I generally know what I’m looking for when I go there. I did happen upon this by chance though. Both impressive and adorable.
I’ve recently discovered the genius creation that is Phineas and Ferb… just in time for the Thanksgiving weekend marathon. So we’ve been quickly catching up on all the Phineas and Ferb’s that have been made thus far. Which has led to the creation of a new game in this here household – Which Phineas and…
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I totally agree. I lived in Florida for a few years after growing up in Ohio.
And while Florida is a great place to be a newlywed putting Christmas lights on a palm tree is just not the same.
Of course now I’m in Minnesota and it was 17 degrees out when I got up this morning, and it’ll only get colder.
See, that’s why you need to move to Kansas City. :o)
(Actually, I refuse to celebrate any occassion in a bikini, but that’s another story.)
…aww, shucks 😉
Is it screwed up to say, I envy your freezing?
We’re still considering it, Pammykins. It’s still on the list.
Heh, Rev.