tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8446594509894015391.post2547687933711488007..comments2023-08-09T07:04:59.243-07:00Comments on Odd, Good, True: Sunday PrayerCupcake Murphyhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/01290758835270673671noreply@blogger.comBlogger6125tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8446594509894015391.post-84933406224082847122010-09-02T20:16:58.366-07:002010-09-02T20:16:58.366-07:00Bravo, darling!Bravo, darling!Twisted Susanhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/01401090453212260027noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8446594509894015391.post-18776623469577644982010-08-30T19:47:17.355-07:002010-08-30T19:47:17.355-07:00I'm glad we're all on the same page about ...I'm glad we're all on the same page about the Emmys. I love you more than everyone loves that guy from Mad Men.Cupcake Murphyhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/01290758835270673671noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8446594509894015391.post-39798032766650510582010-08-30T18:32:24.350-07:002010-08-30T18:32:24.350-07:00Oh. That song of the dead that was sung by that ga...Oh. That song of the dead that was sung by that gap toothed Blondie was bloody awful. It was worse than being dead. Worse then living in Brittany Murphy's death house that killed her and her fat English husband. Did pneumonia really kill those two? Or was it the xanax, valium, vicodin, ambien, oxycontin cocktail? Was the house in 15Th century London? or Beverly Hills?Joan Cairnshttps://www.blogger.com/profile/00371823271500558389noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8446594509894015391.post-8545567184967315172010-08-30T14:53:33.922-07:002010-08-30T14:53:33.922-07:00Could they just stick to thanking their agents ad ...Could they just stick to thanking their agents ad nauseum? Oh, to hear a genuine speech shred of thought!Meg at the Members Loungehttp://designsbymeg.com/blog/noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8446594509894015391.post-19407817508933958102010-08-30T09:39:59.974-07:002010-08-30T09:39:59.974-07:00Is it just me or do others shudder when they imagi...Is it just me or do others shudder when they imagine Jewell and her wooden cowboy husband Ty Murray doing the nasty?<br /><br />Ty reminds me of my plastic Johnny West figure I had as a child. Johnny had knobby knees and a blank stare too.duffylouhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/13318126035231375719noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8446594509894015391.post-16845840743831174002010-08-29T20:06:23.920-07:002010-08-29T20:06:23.920-07:00Or Michael Buble, for that matter.
I am in Sonom...Or Michael Buble, for that matter. <br /><br />I am in Sonoma on vacation and since I was too busy dissecting the incredible flavors in their brilliant Zinfandels, I missed the Emmy's, but I love all those award winners' pompous assbaginess as much as I love Kanye West's assbaginess. I really wish he hadn't done that to Taylor Swift, not because I love her, but because I love a good fool. And without Kanye, we are missing one of the best. <br /><br />And by the way, my kids hate the way I say Pakistan. I say it like I am sticking out my tongue with an Ahhh. Pahhhkistan. I guess I have a little assbag in me, too.Joann Mannixhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/11163491824085428085noreply@blogger.com