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Antiques Roadshow
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Things as They Should Have Been and Other Bullets
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Movie Review: The Informant
The Informant starring Matt Damon Things to love about this movie: Based on a true story. Tommy and Dickie Smothers play bit parts. Matt Damon plays me. Nominally he plays Mark Whitacre, a dim-witted whistle-blower who can’t keep his mouth shut. (Essentially, me.) And he looks like a big puppy all through the movie (see…
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Turkey Day 2010
MorningGary asks if I’m still bringing the burgundy pie (cranberries and blueberries) and the Marilyn Monroe dressing. He thinks I should. I say okay. Late MorningGary decides neither pie nor dressing is good enough for his family. They will spend Thanksgiving at home and wait for us to return. AfternoonGary regales his family with tales…
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UPDATED: Marilyn Monroe’s Stuffing Exposed
Gary was fascinated to find that there was a recipe for stuffing witten in Marilyn Monroe’s own hand. Here is how that played out. ==================== Interior, bedroom. Gary is waving his Blackberry in front of his wife’s face. Gary (shrieking): Look at this! We have to bring this to my parents on Thanksgiving! Ellen: We…
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A Modest Proposal
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Saint Louis! Number One Most Dangerous City!
Yes, I am automatically edgy and sophisticated because per the national news I live in Saint Louis, Most Dangerous City in the USA. Only, no one lives in the five-square-miles designated as Saint Louis proper, which is why we won “Most Dangerous City.” Say you go downtown to a Cards game, where you are murdered…
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Seventy Degrees in November
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This. That. The Other.
We got enough sleep Saturday that we’ve accomplished some yard work. This is the best tool ever invented: It’s a clamping alligator lopper. Imagine a pair of power scissors. You clamp on to a tree limb, a shrub stump; the tool goes “chomp chomp chomp nerrrrr” and is sawed through. Visceral. I’ve decided I am…
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Spunky Goes Out Half-Naked
I called Gary right before my pedicure and made dinner plans for immediately after. You see where this is going. Of course I was cast out of Snooty West County Salon in the shoes of shame, the flip-flops of poor planning, the little disposable thongs you get to protect your pedicure in case you didn’t…
