Keira and Orlando are the only actors allowed to have dentists Well, there is no news from the ILs House-Selling Madness, other than the MIL announcing that if they have no buyers before the end of July, she doesn�t care because she is packing up and leaving. There was no mention of the FIL in that statement so I don�t know if she�s just going to leave him there or what. Anyway, this weekend I had the (dis)pleasure of meeting one of the most odious men I have ever been subjected to. One of my Mary Kay customers, H, wanted to have a party so she could get some free stuff, so I was there, setting all up in this very posh Snotsdale house when Mr. Happy Feet (henceforth known as MHF) returned early from a camping trip up north: �What is this? Who said you could have a party? This is all garbage, you know. This is the stuff that makes you sick. Nobody needs this stuff. You shouldn�t be paying good money for this crap. This company is stealing money from the people who sell it. They�re making the money off you. You�re never going to make money selling this garbage. What is this, a multi-level marketing scheme? It�s no better than a pyramid. They arrested all those people who do this kind of shit. Amway, all them. Just like the government. All you women just need is a John to take care of you. You�re just going to spend all his money anyway.� And those are just the highlights of his diatribe! I was ready to a) leave, and b) punch him right in the mouth. H, his daughter just rolled her eyes like she�s been living with this her whole life (and she�s in her mid-40�s). Then, after the party, I was carrying the last of my stuff to my car, and MHF called out, �It was nice to meet you.� !!!! The next day I had to go back to deliver some items that I didn�t have with me the day before, and when I got home, I had this Conversation with Hubster: Hubster: So was that guy there this time? The Hubster and I went to see the new Pirates movie, and I hate to say, but I was disappointed. Quite disappointed. Especially in the ending. And the appearance of the little �devil and angel on each shoulder� of Jack. And how the plot kept getting twisted around because they kept running out of ideas. I could go on and on. However, Keith Richards looks really good for 168 years old. He must have had his blood replaced again for the filming. On the whole, though, the movie was better than seeing this:
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