Dear Barbie, When did you become a stripper? We received your whore mag catalog the other day- every year we’re excited about the arrival of yours and FAO Schwarz and the other Places From Which I Don’t Actually Buy My Children’s Christmas Gifts catalogs. I enjoy looking through your Barbie stuff, even though today you are apparently a [...]
I had an amazing opportunity to go to New York City this week for a screening of the new film Motherhood, which opens today in five cities (NY, Chicago, LA, San Francisco and Boston). I read an article about the film in the New York Times last weekend, so I decided to write an article [...]
“Yeah, I’ll take a McCannibis with a side of Hash Brownies, dude, and can you supersize that?”
When there’s something strange in your neighborhood… Well, I didn’t exactly call them, but I actually had the Ghostbusters at my house this week. The local TV station film crew called and asked if they could bring the Eastern Shore Paranormal Society by my house with their pro ghost hunting equipment. Just like on Ghost [...]
I’m a total bookworm. Since childhood, my favorite thing in the world to do is curl up with a good book. I read every Nancy Drew book (old school, not the remastered “Nancy Drew says like and totally” bullshit) and remember Black Beauty and Velveteen Rabbit were my two favorite books as a kid. The first [...]
Today we salute you, Mr. Comedic Genius. You traded SNL skits and stand-up for well-stocked movie trailers and hot personal assistants. You, causer of the pee-stained panties, take to the screen, proving that fart jokes and burping will always be king. (chorus: get me some Depends) Yes indeed you’re funny, funny enough to know that even though [...]
I am going to use ‘the spammers took over my life’ as an excuse for everything now.
My name is marymac and I’m a Halloweeniac. (did I just rap? cool!) This is what my house looks like right now. Well, this picture was taken two years ago, and this year I switched to green lightbulbs behind the silhouettes (just black paint and painters dropcloths…ummmm and my cool artist friend outlined the ghosts [...]
I never got to see anything live when I was a teenager in the 80s. While I should have been banging my Jersey-fro head around while Jon Bon Jovi, Billy Squier or Poison rocked the stage, I was home like working at the mall after applying a can of Aqua Net (and saying things like [...]