I’ve always thought Olympic Village is hook-up central. Once your sport is over with (sorry those that play on the last day), you’d be surrounded by young, hot, fit people from all over the world with nothing left to do but celebrate. Sounds like heaven to a single guy or gal. Just when I was imagining the Playboy mansion but Olympic style (less bikinis and more Nike), along comes Tinder to turn the heat up in Sochi.
On the other hand, the slew of diamond commercials that pop up each February are so irritating that they actually make me long for the barrage of campaign commercials during election season. And really, as far as I’m concerned it’s not real a holiday if you don’t get it off of work – in that regard Memorial Day kick’s Valentine’s Day’s ass.
Elizabeth and her co-host/husband “Psychic Andy, Totally Laime Podcast is a show that asks the most important people the least important questions. Every week, they sit down with a guest from the world of comedy and shoot the shit. I was just lucky to be invited.
It’s kind of arty, and I get a French new wave film vibe, mixed also with those old health/PSA films they used to show in high school. Either way it’s slightly bizarre, and I love it’s simple, visual message.
The Bachelor is back with Juan Pablo, but what would Jane Austen think? I’m gambling that modern day Jane Austen would probably watch The Bachelor. I can hear a million Austen fans shriek with horror, but who else understands and writes so incredibly about the world of young, marriageable women navigating the confusing world of […]
How many other shows have not one, but two Academy Award winning actresses well into their 70’s with juicy, strong roles? None. I don’t think there isn’t a woman out there that doesn’t have a slight Maggie Smith crush. Or if they don’t, they should. Maggie Smith is amazing as Violet Crawley, Dowager Countess of Grantham. She is snobby and entitled and asks “what is a weekend”, and I love her.
“Christmas, children, is a not a date. It is a state of mind.” – Mary Ellen Chase