Desperate times...

You just have to enjoy the image of Mr. Prosecutor, with his pair of pinky rings (a topic we should perhaps explore at a different juncture) and his American flag tie, in a bondage mask, don'tcha?? I have to say I am very pleased at the outcome of this trial, because in the absence of a body or any physical evidence whatsoever, not to mention no taped confession or even any notes by the investigators (are you kidding me right now?!?! Someone tells you their "client" died during spankies and so they chopped him up and then put his bits various places, and you, as a homicide detective, are not writing shit down?! Not bringing people into the room to tape the confession? Not getting a signed statement?? No. I don't think so), it would have been a travesty if she'd been convicted.

NY giggle -- baaahahahahahahahaha

For whatever reason (prolly 'cause I'm light-headed or something), this caught me square on the funny-bone, and I thought you might enjoy it, too. Apart from the fact that when I left NYC on Monday, it was a friggin' freeeeeeeeezing 15 degrees (that's Fahrenheit, for my readers in Oz), and I shudder to think it might have been that cold yesterday, too, I'd just like to say "hee hee hee hee hee" and tip my hat (ok, I'm not wearing a hat; let's call it a metaphor or something) to Charlie Todd and his band of merry pantsters... Pranksters. Heh.

p.s. Yes, yes, part of it is that underpants are just funny. I'm juvenile. Sue me.

Beautiful bride, handsome groom, dateline NYC, West side

..."interesting" ceremony....

It was actually very nice, on the whole, although the entire place was choking on sage smoke at the beginning, which I happen to think is a less-than-auspicious way to begin the proceedings, but what do I know? Staid, ordinary me whose processional was Pachelbel, while this wedding's bride marched to the theme from Star Trek: Next Generation. Mm hm.

She did look gorgeous, though, I'll grant that: ivory duchesse satin dress, strapless, big A-line with a long skirt that sort of bustled later, and the top and bottom trimmed in a 2 1/2" band of crimson satin, with a corset back lined in the same red, so it showed in a V in the middle of her back. Really lovely, especially because she's a natural blonde, with very fair skin. Pretty, pretty. And Mr. Groom looked excellent in his attire, too, although I uncharitably kept wondering if he got a discount because his last wedding was so relatively recent. Meow. "Saucer of milk, table for one!"

Good tunes, excellent songs sung by family members (although I'm beginning to agree with Bryan that I wouldn't mind if gravity suddenly quit working on "Sir" ALW, and all his music....), and yummy varied food. Good times, even if the temperature did drop from 55 to 30 while we were there!!! Brrrrrrrr!!!

Must sleep now, since I'm meeting Chris & Stephanie at Norma's at 8 in the morning!!

Too stupid to govern?

Not for nothing, but shouldn't someone in his late fifties with FOUR CHILDREN be more sensible than this???

Hmph!

Whiny baby moment: a shocking number of people either completely forgot or completely ignored my damned birthday! HMPH!