Quite a day, what with a super derecho ripping up the Midwest to the East Coast. Powerful winds and torrential rains shut 'er down. Power outages, knocking off compressors, when the ambient temperatures are pushing cento aren't funny. Old people heat up and can't sweat to cool down. Like dogs and Cadillacs. Old people not sweating is a cruel irony. Even when they sex, aridity and dessiccation rule. Seniors merely dry out! No sweat! Check your elderly neighbors and relatives during a heatwave is a mantra with merit. Slurp...
Quite a day, what with Alec Baldwin marrying Hilaria Thomas. What the frig... Hilaria? She's 28, he must be duecento anni. With a track record to support his pluckiness, the outspoken Mr. Baldwin is deeply in love (just like he was the last few times.) He has been t-w-e-e-t-i-n-g* poetic drivel. Men are such a spigot of spew when they are in heat. Likely, but sad, the yoga-ic Hilaria and thespian-ic Alec will be untying oggi's knot in six years and two kids from now. Hmmm, Kim Basinger was so much hotter, ohhhh. Life - Slurp...
Quite a day, what with the Scientologist almond Tom Cruise getting blindsided by Katie Holmes. Fo' sho' he had no idea she was gonna file for divorce. The word in the Bixby Nailery is that she was afraid that Tom was going to inculcate their daughter, Suri, in the ways of the S-o-gists. But everybody getting their foot calluses filed down kinda agreed that he could not pipe her anymore. Well, at least in the manner that a 33 year old woman demands. Yeah, women don't willy-nilly dump men who earn and who can white eye them. Especially if those guys have good hair - Slurp...
Quite a day tomorrow will be, what with cleaning up all the dead tree stuff before it hits 96 Fahrenheit. That oughta happen by 11 AM. In some ways, domani is the start of the rest of the lives of all of the people existant. Yup... so listen to Bon Iver, slam down a Johnny Walker Blue and get it on - Slurp... Pipe him or her or both!! Hump-Hump! Where the frig did your eyes go?
* But now abideth faith, hope, love, these three; and the greatest of these is love.
'T was a long parting, but the time For interview had come; Before the judgment-seat of God, The last and second time
These fleshless lovers met, A heaven in a gaze, A heaven of heavens, the privilege Of one another's eyes.
No lifetime set on them, Apparelled as the new Unborn, except they had beheld, Born everlasting now.
Was bridal e'er like this? A paradise, the host, And cherubim and seraphim The most familiar guest.
|Alec tweet pixed his hand!!|