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how will you know your enemy? by their colour or y... I'm not an idiot! I'm not an idiot! I'm not a fuck... Your heart is true, you're a pal and a confidant What gives you the right to fuck with our lives When the bomb drops it'll be a bank holiday OK, let's get this over with What gives you the right to fuck with our lives What gives you the right to fuck with our lives What gives you the right to fuck with our lives My only release -- is when I get smashed! Saturday, October 21, 2006
It's like a bottle to the head, I'm seeing stars I'm seeing:
Catherine turned on Studio 60 as we were eating breakfast (scrambled eggs over slices of beefsteak tomato, garnished with raw white onion and parsely, accompanied by fried okra) and suddenly it hit me: One of the actresses on the show is Merritt Weaver, whom I last remember as a fresh-faced 14-year old at Red Diaper Baby summer camp. I haven't seen Merritt in 12 years, I suppose, but I'm thrilled at her success. Will the "I Can Moon You" song make a guest appearance on Studio 60? We'll see.
--Spencer Ackerman
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