So far, so good...
No freakin' snow this morning.
Of course, the mercury in the old thermometer over there isn't even up to 30 degrees, either. But...as long as God has his damned dandruff under control, I'm fine. 20 minutes later....Okay...there are worse ways to start a day than with sn...sn...that crap. Insurance shit, fer instance. I think we just send them about $90 too much.I think.
I don't know. I know I have the stupid receipt from last time around here some damn place, but, I can't find it. Plus, it was a money order, already made out (of course) for the wrong amount and it woulda been too much aggravation for George to cash it, get a smaller one and mail that and he was waiting to leave for work. So, I just filled it out, stuffed it in an envelope, stamped it and away it goes. Besides...it's his cash...his deal. I guess overpaying them is better than owing them...lol.
Whatever. Have I mentioned I hate math? I wonder what the weather's supposed to be like today? I'm scared to try to find out. I'm still in 'attack mode' as far as seeing one of those lying weenie weather-putzs smirking about sn...snnn...that crap or it being freezing-ass cold.
Seriously...what the fuck is it that makes the weather around here suck so bad for so long? The elevation? Karma? What? Anybody have any idea? I wanna move to South Beach and be Armand and Albert's house-chick. I'll just fill in for Agador in the shit he can't do. Like cook. Or wear shoes.
(Guess what I'm watching....again...lmao)
Nathan Lane is so got-danged CUTE and I've loved Robin Williams since Mork and Mindy. This movie makes me feel so...safe, somehow. I can't explain it. I just love it. Okay...question...Anybody here a big enough Dwight Yoakam fan to own his videos...his musical videos, I mean? I have "Slingblade" and "Roswell", but what I'm talking about are his videos of his songs/videos. I have two. One is called "Pieces of Time", I think and I forget the name of the other one.
Anyway...one of them is this kinda connected-by-songs short film, in a way. In between (and during a few times) the songs, Dwight acted out these really weird scenes. In one, some dude named Toad steals his (Dwight's) distributor cap and takes off on a minibike with some old woman while Dwight shoots at him. (Told ya they were weird...) Anyhow, there's this other scene where Dwight is in an elevator going up to the 'Sugar Room' and the elevator operator is this person who is very strange and says Dwight's characters name really nasally and whiny..."Daaaaarrrryyyylllll" He's wearing a bathrobe and curlers or something on his head and I swear...it's Nathan Lane uglied up. But...I can not confirm that. I've looked in the credits on the video, the box it came in, the net...everywhere I can think of. So...I turn to you...
Does anybody own or has anyone ever even SEEN this video and know whether or not that is Nathan? On that note...I guess I'll go try to see what the forecast is without becoming enraged...maybe I'll get lucky. Peace.
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