random thursday thoughts

Today is pretty random.

Prof. Dr. Hiljary texted me that it was on CNN that Zsa Zsa Gabor is going to be a mom at 94 according to her husband. Now, far be it from me to tell anyone what they can or can't do, but Zsa Zsa is 94. She just had a leg amputated. Plus, she's 94. According to CNN the husband said "I'm a retired guy, I can take care of it." 

In other news, there's a new serial killer on the loose in New York. Bet they blame it on Dexter.

In unrelated news, I could kill the bird making the "fleeeeep" noise outside. It's not a "tweet," it's definitely a "fleeeeep" and very high pitched, very annoying. Dumb bird. I was watching the birds this morning in my neighbor's tree — they all (like a flock of 50) flew out of the tree like it was on fire, then around the tree before settling back into the tree. All of them. What makes birds do that? Does one bird tweet "fire!" and they all fly out? Did they do that kind of stuff on the ground when they were dinosaurs?

These are questions I have when I haven't left the house all day.

Also, I would like a Frosty.

On Community tonight, one of the characters developed a theorem to prove who really was the boss on Who's the Boss? Brilliant. Also brilliant — there was an all-black production of Fiddler on the Roof called "Fiddla Please". If you're not watching this show, you should. 

I'm getting my hair colored tomorrow. I really would like a streak of some sort for fun, but I think streaks look weird in curly hair. 

At Stein Mart the other day I found two dresses I liked, but they were both in yellow. What's up with that? Megan asked why I couldn't wear yellow, so I held one of the dresses up and she said "yeah, you look jaundiced." So, there's that.

Grey's Anatomy is a repeat tonight, so you're getting a blog post. Yippee!

Did I tell y'all that when I had my hair colored last time that I also had my eyebrows dyed? It didn't take. I've had my eyebrows dyed dozens of times, but now they don't take. Further proof that I am falling apart. FALLING APART.

Last night I dreamed I was given an honorary doctorate from some school I didn't recognize. Also dreamed I was having my legs waxed and had to leave while they were half done and I was wearing a dress I've been looking at on lanebryant.com. Is that a sign that I should get the dress or not?

Hey, on the upside — the repeats of Grey's Anatomy and Private Practice mean that I get to watch my Alec Baldwin on 30 Rock now instead of on the dvr. 

At the sushi restaurant on Monday, I noticed for the first time that on the menu there is a "Heart Attack Roll" made with (among other things) bacon. On another note, the "Big Mac Roll" has no meat or bread. Weird. I've had a Big Mac once in my life because I ordered the wrong number on the McDonald's menu. This was on the way home from Sesame Street Live in 2004. I blame Elmo.