“So I woke up the next morning, and my farts! They smelled like bacon!” “Dude, that is so wrong.” “No! Not at all! I thought I was in heaven!”
Craig Ferguson takes up for Britney Spears This is a long video, but so worth every minute. Funny and raw and heartbreaking monologue about addiction. (thanks, Suebob)
Action shot by Jon because I didn’t want to put any pants on and go outside.
Many of you have written to ask what I think about what is going on with Britney Spears, and I have to say that some of the emails have been a bit nicer to her than others. Normally I would try to find some bit of humor in what seems to be happening, but I [...]
Internet, this is what we did today: That’s only about one-fourth of the junk that was in our basement. The other three-fourths are still down there, but I’ve arranged it all into neat piles so that it no longer looks as if it is going to leap off the floor and give you a disease. [...]
Valentine’s Day at Chez Armstrong was a rather dismal affair primarily because we spent the majority of the day lying in bed next to Leta as she projectile vomited two-day-old Pirate’s Booty across the pink and yellow stripes of our Isaac Mizrahi sheets. It has taken Jon a few months to get used to these [...]
Clocky “The alarm clock that runs away and hides when you don’t wake up. If you snooze, Clocky will jump off of your nightstand and wheel around your room looking for a place to hide.” Clocky would not live very long in my house, because I would run over Clocky with the lawn mower.