Lots to talk about today...and Happy Anniversary to "Musings of a chick"!

Greetings, fellow passengers of spaceship earth! (oh GOD, she's been sniffin' the glue again, hasn't she?)

Seriously, though, as the first anniversary of "Musings of a chick" grows nigh, I would like to thank everyone that comes to read this, and say that I hope to be doing this long after blogging is out of fashion. God only knows what I will be writing about, but it'll be snarky, I can tell you that much!

Also, thanks to my blogging buddies who have linked to me, and I hope to stay linked to them as well. And to Monkey ("The Monkey Cage" blog auteur)...if you're out there, you're my pal and your funny take on life has gotten me through many a rough night. I hope you have as many people in your life that are good to you as you have been to others. You deserve it, my man.

OK, enough of the Oscar-type speeches.

It's been pretty humid and rainy over the past couple of days, and that's just how it is right now, I guess. DC in the summer is not always the most pleasant experience, but it'll mellow out one of these days.

Also, I am stunned at how fast my nieces and nephew are growing up...I got a letter from my oldest niece Courtney, and she advised me that two guys (her age, that is...) have made the public statement that Courtney is officially "hot". Actually, she differentiated it from the regular form of "hot" by spelling it with two "t's". Oh, man, I'm old. And by the way, for any guy who's reading this and is at all curious, she's only thirteen so back the hell off or meet my wrath. Thank you.

As far as news items go, there really hasn't been much so far this week that I can be snotty about. I mean, everyone makes fun of the President so that's not a challenge these days.

Britney Spears is just...well, is "worthless" too harsh? I saw the photos of her and her oh-so-interesting husband at the "Charlie and the Chocolate Factory" premiere, and all I could say was, "Gee, HE'S a catch...stringy, greasy hair, wrinkled clothes, etc. I want him BAD!" Instead of her "I've got the golden ticket" t-shirt (which, to me, is about as tactless as those "baby" t-shirts that people wear as if we're too DUMB to figure out that they are pregnant as opposed to them developing a beer belly) the shirt should have said, "I was with Stupid and look what happened!" And the tabloids say she's broke. So? She'll just have to work at Wal-Mart along with the rest of her graduating class from Louisiana Lube and Manicure Academy, won't she? Apparently, Kevin isn't bringin' home Wonder Bread or any other kind of bread so it'll be up to her to pop out those kids and then fulfill her destiny as a Mary Kay Beauty Consultant. I'm broke too, but you didn't see me at the "Charlie and the Chocolate Factory" premiere with my boobs and gut hanging out and a skanky guy on my arm. I'm working! That's what real people DO!

Well, hmmm...after Britney, where can one go? I have absolutely no idea. Tom & Katie (or should they be called "Kom" or "Tatie"?) have kept out of trouble this week, but it's only Monday. What kinds of things do YOU folks think he'll be claiming next? I think he might try the following:

1. He might actually try to defend the cinematic worth of the John Travolta smash hit "Battlefield Earth". I've seen it...it sucks...thank God I only paid matinee prices for it. However, it would have been even funnier if Tom Cruise were playing John Travolta's part...I mean, John's a big guy, and Tom is...not. I could just see ol' Tommy boy putting on those platform boots and still only being able to see his nose, eyes, and the top of his head like Kilroy.

2. After that, Tom will wage war on the chewing gum industry. I don't know why I came up with that...it's just funny to me.

3. Tom will also pick out the bridesmaids' dresses for the colossal Scientology wedding he and Katie will be having, and the dresses will have multiple antennae and radar screens to pick up signals from outer space. They will be a lovely shade of lavender.

4. Nicole Kidman will take Katie Holmes to "lunch", and then stuff her in a van and take her to some remote Iowa town and have her deprogrammed. Katie will come back 30 pounds heavier, eating Little Debbie's snack cakes and engaged to a mechanic from Pittsburgh named "Snake".

And that's all I have to say about that...
Sudiegirl