where Michael Jordan said when he played baseball, this one guy on the other team admired MJ so much he wanted his autograph for his kids and gave MJ hints about what pitch was coming next so he wouldn't strike out. Pretty cute." "... Isn't that Space Jam?"
"Damn. You're right."
Do yourself a favor - go back in time to Saturday evening and get a large pho #5 to go (save for later), then head to the cheap theater and watch the best valentine's day movie ever (Interstellar), then come home late that night hyped up on the possibilities of space and love transcending the 5th dimension, and slurp your soup while musing over your favorite moments during the last 5 years of lovin on eachother. I promise, you won't regret it.
BAB and JAN were back in rare form tonight at the Rio, where we reminisced about drinking 3 margs and what that does to a person. We were saddened when no waiter knew our faces, as if we didn't show up every hot day of the summer between 2007-2009 for the free air conditioning! Then we remembered how long ago that was. Plus, we're hangin' with a new groupie these days. One should expect to be forgotten.
JAN's mom makes chocolate santa statues filled with pecans. Because it's so delicious, you take a bite and then another and another until it's gone in 3 days, but you seem to remember it weighing about a pound?
Same thing happened last year with Easter bunnies. yeesh.
Most days I wish I could go back to being a blonde, mostly because of how much my parents hated it. But then I remember how my scalp was being slightly chemically burned, and I'm no scientist, but I think you can only chop the tail off a lizard so many times before it stops regenerating, know what I'm sayin? I don't want to be an old lady brushing her tail-less lizard.