A friend of mine send me this. I hope you enjoy.
It is with saddest heart that I pass on the following news.
Please join me in remembering a great icon of the entertainment community.
The Pillsbury Doughboy died yesterday of a yeast infection, and complications from repeated pokes in the belly. He was 71.
Doughboy is survived by his wife, Play Dough, two children, John
Dough and Jane Dough, who has a bun in the oven.
He is also survived by his elderly father, Pop Tart.
Doughboy was buried in a lightly greased coffin. Dozens of
celebrities turned out to pay their respects, including Mrs.
Buttersworth, Hungry Jack, The California Raisins, Betty Crocker, the
Hostess Twinkies and Captain Crunch. The grave
site was piled high with flours.
Aunt Jemima delivered the eulogy, and lovingly described Doughboy as
a man who never knew how much he was kneaded.
Doughboy rose quickly in show business, but his later life was filled
with turnovers. He was not considered a very smart
"cookie", wasting much of his dough on half-baked schemes.
Despite being a little flaky at times, he still, as a crusty old man, was considered a roll model for millions.
The funeral was held at 3:50 for about 20 minutes
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Poor Tara Reid. The American Pie Beauty now has something in common with Janet Jackson, a wardrobe malfunction.
While arriving at P. Diddy's Birthday bash the young Ms. Reid stopped
for photographers and removed a jacket or
shawl causing her left dress strap to fall. Out popped her left
breast. She stood there for seconds as camera's clicked away.
Someone in Tara's group pointed it out and she asked people not to publish any of the pictures. No luck there.
Now I'm not a girl, but I would think if my left nut has hanging out
of my shorts, I would feel a breeze or something. Of course
this now leads to the theory that she has had her breasts done, less feeling.
Tara Honey, let me just say, real or fake, they look good to me. Now
if at P. Diddy's 80th Birthday bash the same thing
happens, that could be a different story.
*****
I was in Philadelphia from November 4 - November 10.
Yet another Disaster Recovery test for work. This was a longer test
then usual. We started a day early. While it was longer
and I missed a weekend at Nellos, It was fun. This was probably the
most of Philadelphia I have ever seen. Although if I
see another cheese steak, I may vomit.
The trip got off to a rocky start. I had a 3:30 flight out of Boston
on Nov 4. We didn't board the plane till about 4:00
and didn't push back till about 4:30 - 4:45. Then the announcement came.
Due to a storm pushing through Philadelphia, we are going to have to
sit here for about an hour or so. And we did just that.
We should have been in Philly at 5:00. We arrived at 7:30.
The guys I worked with at this test were great. One of them was from
the Philly area so he knew all the places to go and
we did. We went down to South Street one night for Cheese Steaks. The
line was out the door and around the corner.
But they were good. Then we went up to this place called Fat Tuesdays
and had a few frozen cocktails and shots out of test
tubes.
We hit a nice Italian place on the last night for dinner. Our
waitress had a little Lindsey Lohan look going for her. We got
one of the guys to tell her and she countered with "the one with
fake breasts?". Of course that was not the angle we were
trying play. She was pretty cool and the food was great. Of course
just eating anything other the steak was a plus.
****
Being in Philly I missed a weekend at Nello's. I was gone but not forgotten.
When I got home, my Mom told me one of her customers (my Mom is a
hairdresser), was at Nellos on Saturday and
they were asking where is George?
Cindy informed them I was in Philadelphia for work. And all this time I figured she never listened to me.
My first weekend back at Nellos had a little controversy. I brought
in my chocolates as usual. The afternoon bartender was
still there, I won't mention Jim by name. I guess he likes Kit Kats.
He took the Kit Kats. Later in the night Lindsey looked at
me and said what no Kit Kats. I had to break the news to her, they
are gone. Even Meg is a Kit Kat fan.
The next Saturday I had to smuggle in the Kit Kats in a separate bag. Everyone was happy.
****
Down at DR we were reading the new Esquire Magazine, not just because of the photos of Angelina Jolie.
One article was by Allison Janney, star of the West Wing. Ten Things you don't know about women.
It was a lot of the normal things, Compliments are nice, even if they are brushed off, Touching more, flowers, etc.
The one that I am known for the most was number 9, Making us Laugh is
Sexy, Making us Laugh while opening the door
for us is even sexier.
Most of my dates laugh the hardest when I hold open the bedroom door. (bada bing.)