Back in July, Craig and I went to King’s Island with our friends Martha and Patrick. Even though we only live about an hour from the park, we decided ahead of time that we’d rather not have to worry about driving back late in the evening, so we reserved a room at a hotel just outside of Cincinnati (in Ft. Wright, KY). Ft. Wright is home to my best friend, Jeff, so I called him to see which hotel we should stay at, but before he could get back with me, I went ahead and just booked a room.
Turns out it was at Motel, but it was cool…….at first. I should have known, though, that we were in for a real treat when the desk attendant who checked us in was wearing a pink skirt and bleach white Keds with hot pink socks. I’m pretty sure her hair was all mall-banged out, too.
Anyway, the Motel didn’t have very good pillows (or, as our friend Ben would call them “pellows”), so when we went out on a beer run to Walgreens, Craig picked up a pillow. I don’t remember if they had regular pillows, or if Craig was in a hurry and just grabbed the first one he saw (I’ll spare the details about why we were in such a rush to get back to the Motel), but here’s the one he picked up:
We’ve become quite attached to Touchdown. He’s comfy, the right thickness, very, very soft…. a great pillow to use while watching hours of TV. The downside is that Craig became very territorial of Touchdown……. “HEY! Touchdown is mine! Give it back!” He rarely shares Touchdown. I can’t really blame him, though. Touchdown is awesome.
The only thing I wonder about is……… lately, a couple of times a week, Craig will sit on the recliner without Touchdown. Initially, I thought this was really odd. If Touchdown is on the one recliner, he’ll sit on the other. It’s the weirdest thing. But, as soon as he sits down, he’ll look at me and go “Hey Hon, can you throw me Touchdown?” So, of course, I’ll grab Touchdown and give him a good toss Craig’s way. Well, the other night we went through this routine and Craig says under his breath “Touchdown!” And then it hit me. Oh my God, I think Craig does this so the next day he can tell people he “scored last night.”
That’s my baby.
October 5th, 2005
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So, I read the Desperate Housewives message board online and followed a discussion “they” had about whether the show should continue to be called Desperate Housewives since, well, none of the women are technically housewives anymore.
One contributor threw out a new potential name:
DESPERATE WOMEN, FULL-TIME FATHER AND LATINO PRISONER
Funny, huh?
The bulk of the comments on the message board revolved around suspicions about who is the Applewhite’s basement. Some speculate it’s Rex or Zach. They got into details about the color of the hand that reached for the drink two episodes ago. The debate got pretty heated.
Good Lord, kids. I enjoy my shows, but there’s more to do out there then fight with strangers on the interet about whether the hand had wrinkles or not. My goodness.
Anyway, Television Without Pity (TWP) has an entertaining review of Sunday’s show. I love the names TWP assigns to the characters…..”Mr. Mom Tom”………”Slap Stung Mommy Phyllis.” Thats some good stuff.
October 5th, 2005
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I’m not sure how many of you watch NCIS on CBS, but I literally almost peed myself last night. The episode was about a serial killer who was being put to death in 3 days, however, victims kept turning up, and he knew who was killing, so he was convinced the State of Virginia wouldn’t put him to death. Anyway, so, they bring in Agent Gibbs who is the one responsible for catching this guy 10 years ago b/c this guy will only talk to Gibbs. Gibbs walks into his office and sees this guys mug shot and info on a big screen…..the camera pans into the pic and then away……and on the mug shot and accompaning report, it said:
Do you notice anything? It says “H1 J355ICA” which clearly reads “HI JESSICA.” We rewinded it just so we could be sure. Yup, thats what it says. OK, cool, there are like a million Jessica’s out there.
Fast Forward to the end of the episode: car chase between the killer’s autobiographer and the agents. The agency has been tracking the author’s whereabouts and they are finally close to catching up with him…..the agency is giving directions to the agents over the radio and they instruct Gibbs “if you take a left on McCarthy RIGHT NOW, you should be able to cut him off!” This is the point where I wet my drawers.
October 5th, 2005
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