Hunting for Bambi
Geezuz … this is just not right … but I think if given the opportunity … I’d probably consider doing it.
I read Jenny Finney Boylan’s lastest book, She’s Not There: A Life in Two Genders, last night … and I mean … I read the entire book. I purchased it around 8:00 p.m., started reading it around 9:00 p.m. (after Big Brother, of course 😉 ) … read until midnight, slept for an hour, read…
Well … actually … it wasn’t hell, it was Chili’s … But since I was meeting Satan there … there was certainly the possibility of an impending inferno. Anywhoose … for as much grief as I give Satan … and total disrespect we tender to one another … I know she really loves Shaft ……
Hmmmm …. it’s such a sad state on the life of Michael Jackson when I can honestly say I’m so much happier finding myself today looking more like Jim Carey’s character from The Grinch instead of The King of Pop … Wild, huh ?? Maybe I have a future in the movies … 🙂 Word…
Let’s be completely upfront here … I did not pick this movie. Westerns just don’t have any appeal to me … in fact, to emphasize how much I dislike westerns … I’d rather watch a hockey game surrounded by a roomful of overweight middle aged men all wearing their team sweaters with matching face paint…
Merry Christmas and Happy Holidays to all !!!!!! 🙂
So … which Matrix character am I? Scammed from Caitlin who stole it from w3bgrl … though amongst Field Correspondents, we don’t call it plagerism … we call it scholarship !! 🙂 You are Neo, from “The Matrix.” Youdisplay a perfect fusion of heroism and compassion. And you look great in atastefully short skirt. What…
hmmm…
a thousand dollars…
i see what you mean…
Well, for a guaranteed $1,000 and possible $2,500 if I don’t get shot, there’s a good chance I’d let guys OR girls do it to me !! 🙂
oh, here’s a shocker–
stacy’s on the verge of freakout…
i’ll have to talk to my therapist about this;
i can calmly write a fictional account
of my own murder,
but paint balls in real life
upset me…
wait–
you’d let guys do this to you?
I’d play if I could shoot back with my own gun
otherwise….
*shudder*
women as object in extremis