Wait up, hold on — THIS is the weirdest thing I've seen in years.
Lorenzo Lamas, Bonnie Tyler, Radar from MASH, Mark Freaking Hamil, Linda Evans, Bananrama, The Bangles, Robert Guilome, Larry Hagman, and my boyfriend Andrew McCarthy — OMG WTF.
They were feeling it, man. I need a moment.
Okay. I don't know what to make of that. Nope, still don't know what that's all about. Fallon from Dyansty? Really? Jaws from James Bond? Rudy?
We live in a crazy world, people.
I had to take this screenshot.
Former Smiths guitarist, Johnny Marr forbids the UK Prime Minister from liking The Smiths on Twitter. This is why Al Gore created the interwebs, my friends.
Yesterday I posted about Conan talking about jeggings and last night he wore them on the show.
Make it stop.
Jeggings (jean leggings) are a controversial topic it seems. Conan and Tim Gunn discussed jeggings last night and Conan "just loves jeggings" while Tim seems a little appalled at the thought.
Conan,
You are like the older brother I've never met. Just as a sister would, I am giving you the advice you didn't ask for: just say no to women in jeggings.
Your sister,
Kerry
Cee-lo has followed up the best song of the year, "F*ck You," with a great song, "It's OK." I love the retro Motown stylings of Cee-lo and the typography in this video. It's fantastic.
This is my current iPhone home wallpaper. Merry merry.
I've been posting my thankfulness list on my blog for years, but this year I'm taking the year off. Right now I just want this week to be over. I may take a couple of days off the blog, but next week starts a new week of the random pointless drivel you know and tolerate.
Happy Thanksgiving to you and yours.
Love,
Kerry
Isn't that what it's all about. I should start my annual thankfulness list.
"Talk of the Town"
Such a drag to want something sometime
One thing leads to another I know
Was a time wanted you for mine
Nobody knew
You arrived like a day
And passed like a cloud
I made a wish, I said it out loud
Out loud in a crowd
Everybody heard
'twas the talk of the town
It's not my place to know what you feel
I'd like to know but why should i?
Who were you then, who are you now?
Common labourer by night, by day highbrow
Back in my room I wonder, then i
Sit on the bed, look at the sky
Up in the sky
Clouds rearrange
Like the talk of the town
Maybe tomorrow, maybe someday
Maybe tomorrow, maybe someday
You've changed your place in this world
You've changed your place in this world
Oh but it's hard to live by the rules
I never could and still never do
The rules and such never bothered you
You call the shots and they follow
I watch you still from a distance then go
Back to my room, you never know
I want you, I want you but now
Who's the talk of the town?
Dear Idiot on You Tube,
Thank you for your comment on a video about my Christmas decor pet peeves from two years ago. You're right, I am fat. I may also be a bitch, that is certainly up for discussion, but really, thanks for the fat insult.
Is that the worst thing you could come up with? I'm fat. Do you think I don't know that? I've been heavy for most of my life. Do you think I haven't been called that before? Do you think I look in the mirror everyday and see Kate Moss? No, I see a fat woman who has it going on. I may be fat, but I have a brain, sass, wit, and more style than most skinny bitches I know.
And the bitch thing — I figured out years ago that any woman with an opinion will be called a bitch. I have plenty of opinions; my rant on Christmas decor is only one of them.
So, if you want to insult me you're going to have to do better than "fat bitch."
Sincerely,
Kerry Faler
P.S. You spelled "you're" wrong. You meant "you're" as in the contraction for "you are" not "your." I wouldn't expect you to know that because you're a small-minded idiot.
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