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06-06-2004 01:23 AM ET (US)
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Edited by author 06-06-2004 01:27 AM
"Lemieuxmew" would have gone over HUGE in Pittsburgh. Obvious reasons. And it would have been pronounced correctly too, you betcha.
Yes I know I don't leave the house much, but even living across the street from a DAIRY for 10 years I didn't see many barn cats. My grandfather was a hunter, and cats were useless to him, he raised dogs for huntin'. So that was mom's mentality, and my dad's sister had two cats that wandered all over the counter tops, which even *I* think is gross, so he was put off cats.
Anyway. I dunno, I go out and I had friends, I just didn't run across any cats in my life. Nyah!
I did run across a roach named Maury on Friday night in my bathroom. He was shaving in front of the mirror and yelled at me to turn off the f-ing light already and turn down that damn TV. Seriously though, no cat would go up against him. I think he was too big for even the Big Roach Traps. *shudder* I left him alone to make his way out. Ironically enough, the second episode of Becker that night had a mention of a roach that he wouldn't tackle without backup. I felt his pain.
Battlefield Earth was meh. It was Fat John Travolta. It was Scientology written, funded and performed. L. Ron was never the best (or even mediocre) sci-fi writer, so the theme mallets were flailing about. Pass. You don't miss much.
And as for the rest of everyone's comments... you're going over my head again *sob* I didn't bring my French/English dictionary to LA dammit. And that's my best excuse I could come up with!
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