May 22nd 2006
yeah, more tv blogging
From tonight’s [adult swim] (in part):
Bitch please.
Don’t even get us started on constitutional law.
I feel it.
From tonight’s [adult swim] (in part):
Bitch please.
Don’t even get us started on constitutional law.
I feel it.
Why do all my TV shows end right when I finally have time to watch them?
Is anyone else seriously annoyed that Rachel Ray pronounces liqueur “li-CYURE”? And not even in the nice, French-sounding way. I strongly believe that, unless you are French or speak French, you should not try to pronounce the syllables that do not exist in your version of American English. It’s like that movie French Kiss, when Meg Ryan spends twenty minutes trying to learn to pronounce the name “Luc.” If you can’t get it right, just Americanize it.
There are so many things wrong with this that I do not EVEN know where to start. Like, the black bra under the doily? And the jeans that are WAY too low-rise so we all know not only that she wears a thong but what brand it is? The baby looks adorable, of course, but I shudder to think of the day when he googles himself and finds this picture. The other baby, the one in utero, is pretty bad off, too, if only because no pregnant woman should be wearing pants with less than a 2-inch rise.
GOD. I really think the anti-Br!tney press is awful, constantly haranguing her for being a bad parent, since we don’t really know if she’s a bad parent. But, at least with this outfit, they hit the nail on the head. Who dresses like this on a normal day, much less on an I’m-pregnant-with-an-eight-month-old day?