The Train Wreck That is Rosie Live

When we were traveling across the country, one of our hotels was right next to an IHOP. While we don’t normally risk eating in restaurants, as the likelihood that I will end up in an MSG and other nasty food additive haze and then come crashing down with a throbbing headache and a bad attitude…
So, Shawna got the generic Hydrocortisone cream out of the medicine cabinet for personal rashy reasons. Don’t worry… not THAT personal. She didn’t, for instance, need the separate directions on the back of the tube specifically for “external anal itching,” though she did take note of them. Here are the directions – “When practical, cleanse…
Perhaps not as lofty as Martin Luther King, Jr.’s, but I’m convinced meaning lies within. In my dream, I was at my Aunt Mary’s house (my real great aunt). But Aunt Mary’s house wasn’t Aunt Mary’s house. Her real house is an old two-story with lots of dark wood and antique fixtures. The dream house…
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I didn’t heed your warning, I watched.
I did it fast forward though so that helped.
Rosie didn’t even sound like herself in the opening, she was like a cross between Liza and Tyne Daly. She’s trying to be a Broadway diva only she’s not.
Poor Liza. I think she should see a doctor, something is not right there.