I am crushing on Kristen Holden-Ried so hard right now I might as well be 11. It is the combination of his lovely rumbly voice and the way he smiles at Bo that does it for me. Axtually the other day I was thinking of my first media crush, and it was ‘the cute one’ from Alias Smith and Jones. Since nobody reading this will remember that singularly unmemorable show (I’d probably find it unwatchable now) all I can do is say, “Hey, I am no more mature now than I was then!” Mind you nothing I say will drown out Jeff’s comments on Ksenia Solo, who is so cute it’s quite unreal. But I’m not going to talk about it because it’s boring, and transitory. It was Cillian Murphy last month. Lost Girl is NOT a good show. But it is a consistently entertaining show, and that’s what I want.
I don’t talk about my sex life, because my mother reads this. Everybody, pause and be THANKFUL.
I don’t talk about work, even though right now I am bursting to. (In brief – reorg.) There are two appropriate people to talk to about work. Your boss, and a friend who lives in another town.
I don’t talk about my health stuff; if I did I’d never say anything else. I’d also get advice, which, if you talk about your health, you are implying a solicitation for. Uh, no.
I talk way too much about church anyway. So, for a while, a respite. I mean, who cares that I delivered a homily last week and that it went over very well? Me and five other people. The new homily is up for anyone who’d like to read it.
