I feel like I should like Sarah Michelle Gellar, but she just doesn’t do it for me. Maybe it’s because she’s blonde. And Xena would totally kick Buffy’s ass. Even Gabrielle could kick Buffy’s ass.
What do you say to someone when you don’t want to give them your email or web address? Case in point, Hoss came over with the Ponies today (review: Hoss = aunt, Ponies = twin cousins). Dad didn’t even run interference, he just let ‘em come on over. She called from the damn car and was here in, like, 10 minutes. And mom, that scoundrel, told me later that she was at the neighbor’s house and when she saw Hoss’s van in the driveway, she went on and left to go to the store without dropping back by the house! Anyhoo, I was busily updating maybe it’s the crack…. my no longer existing Geocities website and she was all up in my business and she asked what I was working on so tough. I know she was implying that I should be dropping whatever I was doing to pay her needy kids some attention, but I was not inclined to do so, so I was honest and said that I was working on my website. She asked what was on it and I was all “some pictures and some stuff and some things for my friends to see” and actually I was lucky because she stopped just short of asking for the address and she still doesn’t know my email address. She had been sending all these ridiculous damn forwards to my work address and when the naked Santa came through I was about to go off on her but my mom insisted I be nice so I just filtered everything from her directly into the trash. And then I never told her what my non-work email address is, now that I don’t have a work email address anymore, and I’d like to keep it that way. I have a bad feeling it’s only a matter of time.
My parents are turning into serious old people. They watch a lot of shows on CBS that are not Survivor or CSI and that come on Friday and Saturday nights. Which reminds me, I need to watch my Thursday night tv tapes.
