Happy Birthday, Rory Dog!
Cause or effect?
Do I tend to get chatty cab drivers…or make cab drivers more chatty?
Regardless, my conversation with George — who drove me to the train station today in Paoli, Pennsylvania — now puts me at two degrees of separation from Beyonce herself.
Put a ring on that.
George’s nephew is one of Beyonce’s dancers..and is currently featured on Abby’s Ultimate Dance Competition. Abby is the Abby Lee of Dance Moms fame. I’ve seen one episode of Ultimate, but of course didn’t realize I was gazing upon George’s nephew.
George himself is a DJ: he says the entire family is musical. And everyone is mighty proud of their boy for his work with Beyonce…as they should be.
Regardless of the reason, I’m glad George got chatty with me. What a fun story!
Dear Ron Howard:
Thank you for adding Ray Romano to the cast of Parenthood this season.
Heck, I even love his glasses.
As devastated as I was by the cancellation of Romano’s wonderful TBS series Men of a Certain Age, this new role almost heals that wound.
If Hank ends up having a limited run, though, the weeping will no doubt start anew.
Does your work week calendar look a bit like this?
How about your weekend?
I’m as guilty as the next person of jamming my work calendar with as much as I think I can reasonably — and sometimes not so reasonably — handle.
(I’m freelance. The busier I am, the more I make.)
But when it comes to my weekends — or whatever days end up being free that week — I am hesitant to schedule too much. I crave the lack of responsibility. The chance for solitude.
No deadlines or time schedules.
Spur-of-the-moment activities are always welcome. But elaborate weekend plans?
That’s too much like work.
Friday night my family hosted my nephew’s rehearsal dinner.
The main course? Turkey and pork barbecue.
(Of chicken, folks — keep it clean.)
Now that our nephew is wed and already enjoying his honeymoon in Cozumel, we decided today to set things right…and gathered the family together for an honest-to-goodness Southern fried chicken dinner.
Plus all the fixin’s.
My favorite meal with my favorite people — what a perfect way to end the holiday weekend.
Do you C what I C?
Everything’s coming up C’s at the Curtsingers!
Congratulations Hope and Dustin! Best wishes on your wedding, your honeymoon, your life together…
…and all those monogrammed gifts!
A lot of people went to see Ted this weekend. I was one of ‘em. It was funny.
But I also saw a little film called Safety Not Guaranteed. Far fewer folks went to see it, and that’s a darn shame.
Because it’s better.
Both have fanciful story lines: A bear that comes to life. A man who believes he can time travel. But whereas Ted relies on the humor of Seth McFarlane (who voices the bear) to carry the movie — and, call me cranky, is racist for reasons that I will never find funny — Safety is hilarious simply because…
It is real.
Not the time travel element necessarily. But the people and their stories and their relationships. So the humor that follows is a natural result. Plus, Aubrey Plaza — from Parks and Recreation – proves she can do way more than pout.
If Safety has made its way to your town, give it a look and compare. Then return to this space and agree.
Or let me have it.
My nephew is getting married next week, which may explain why this item caught my eye.
Wedding rings that really leave a mark.
Colin Hart and his comedian wife Anna Ryan came up with the idea for the “I’m Married” rings last year for their own engagement. Now they’re selling on Cheeky.com — and they’re starting to get a lot of orders.
To get the best mark, you have to order the ring a size too small. The indentation only lasts about 15 minutes after you take the ring off, but Hart figures that’s long enough to dissuade that budding bar conversation.
Evil genius, that one.
And what an evil gift this would make for the nephew — nah, the dirty looks from my family would last way longer.
No doubt — John Irving wrote it better.
When it happens in real life, folks are a bit more litigious.
A New Jersey woman who was struck in the face by a baseball is suing the 11-year old catcher who hit her for medical costs and negligence. Her husband is filing a separate suit for the loss of “services, society and consortium” of his wife.
The total damages? Close to $500,000.
The catcher’s family, who says they can’t afford the jury trial the woman has demanded, thinks Little League Baseball should help defray court costs since the accident took place during a sanctioned warm-up.
I think they should call Irving. Maybe he can do a rewrite and give this story some heart.