Apparently this Southwest plane was so offensive to some fliers that they called it 'soft porn.' Comics have been saying this for millenia; people just don't have a sense of humor. That's why I love every single person who reads me because you get me. Oddly enough, I don't read my own blog because there's not enough soft porn in it.This post is the 50th Bite Me Friday. That's a LOT of bitching and moaning. People who've known me for a long time are saying, "Don't you mean 5,000th?"
Rude.
This week I had lunch with a super popular blogger. Can you guess who she is? (check the bottom of this post for the answer). My camera totally sucks because her turtleneck was the most beautiful shade of lavenderishpurple. With a coat to match. We had talked on the phone a while back and finally got to meet. She's so super nice and funny and I'm so super evil that it was amazing we could converse. Thanks to her, I went C R A Z Y and put on two inch heels. I was so over my flats and Doctor Whore For Money said I could wear them starting last AUGUST. I'm really on top of my recovery, huh? But I couldn't get my black leggings on and dear GOD I am so pale I could play Snow White at Disneyland.
This was our waiter Matt. You can't see it but his eyes are so blue. All of this happened at Buddha's Belly, on Beverly Blvd. If you love great Pan-Asian food, go check this restaurant out, it's worth it.I like that TV show Lie to Me. I memorize all the tics and clues and then immediately forget them. Probably just as well since if I actually KNEW who was lying to me, I'd have to kill them. And then I'd be friendless. And in Sing-Sing.
This Saturday I'm going to be guest hosting at another popular blog. I'll link it tomorrow.
End of chat.
ANSWER: Margaret. (Now click on her name to discover her blog if you haven't already)
