I was heading outside a couple days ago and wanted to see how cold it was. I looked at the thermometer, saw that it was 27.4 and thought, “That’s not too bad…”
Flashback Central, Episode 1
I just re-watched the first episode of Beauty and the Geek since it played on the air in June: “Oh, that’s what I learned while I was there!”
And I want to clear things up for anyone who saw me dancing at my friend’s wedding on Friday: It was my stunt double. When you get rich and famous like I do…
Okay, fine, it was me. All I have to say in my defense is that it’s a lot easier dancing in a ring of people I know than up on stage, under the lights and in front of a staring audience that seems to grow exponentially larger as the performance goes on.
Jiggle the handle!
If at first you don’t succeed, try, try again. If it still doesn’t work after three tries, call a plumber.
Cold and snowy vs. warm and fuzzy
Sad to say, but I’ve been appreciating the weather outside because the high temps are getting just above freezing (which is better than getting just above a negative number). However, even though I get a mild case of frostbite when I walk from my toasty house to my chilly car and then again when I get back out of the car by the time it’s finally toasty, there are some moments in life that cannot be frozen over.
On Sunday morning, I spent Christmas Day with my family at my brother’s house. My parents, my brothers, their significant others, my step-niece, their cat… all of us eating brunch and enjoying each other’s company. No overloading on turkey and falling asleep; no sitting down on the couch and not talking while watching football; no sitting in the corner, sticking our fingers in our ears and going “LA-LA-LA-LA-I-CAN’T-HEAR-YOU-LA-LA-LA!!!” Sunday might not have been like our usual holiday gathering, but it felt very special nonetheless.
In turn, I want you to ignore the outdoor weather, get all toasty warm on the inside and I wish you all the best of times and hope you had/are having/will have a kick-ass holiday season.
One last scene on the small screen
That’s right, I’m on the verge of overexposure. (And I’m not referring to that incident out at the strip mall when I took that title literally… You couldn’t tell my nuts from my goose bumps—the former cuddled up to my intestines so close and the latter pushed away from my skin so far that you really don’t want to see the full-body mug shots that are now in my police record.) No, the overexposure I’m talking about is a final fling on television. Beauty and the Geek is making a comeback, baby! And it’s making its comeback as Season 2! But screw Season 2—it’ll never be as good because… hey, this is my blog—you can figure it out for yourself.
So here’s the scoop: the WB will be ringing in 2006 by playing us in prime time all week!
9:00/8:00c every night! Monday, January 2nd through Friday, January 6th! (Friday starts at 8/7c to fit in the last two episodes, but you get the idea!)
And you can tell I’m excited because I almost never use exclamation points, but I’m smearing them all over this entire entry! Woo hoo!!! … Ouch. I think I ruptured something important in my head from all the excitement.
But the point is that you can relive the magic of the entire season all over again. I’m planning on doing it because… hey, this is my blog—you can figure it out for yourself. But I think the ultimate purpose of getting my friends and me back on the screen is to get the public’s juices flowing for Season 2, which starts on Thursday, January 12th at 8:00. And then they’re replaying it on Friday at 8:00 because if the regular dose is just one night a week, WB viewers across the nation are going to start jonesing by Monday.
If you want a little more insight, don’t bother surfing for the Minneapolis WB’s website—I had to click link after link ended up checking the programming schedule to find out that Season 1 was playing again around here, let alone any blurbs about Season 2. If you want to know more, here’s a good site to check out. They’ve got pictures of all the newbies, a couple videos and (theoretically speaking) enough juicy stuff to keep you all from jonesing until the premiere. I should be able to hold out that long… hey, this is my blog—you can figure it out for yourself!!! … Ouch. Yep, that was definitely a rupture…
Swapping spit
“Cooties are like herpes—you may not have had any recent flare-ups, but they’re still there.”

