[tooltip text=”Remember this movie?”]If you don’t hear from me in a week, I’ll be at the Nacional Hotel in Mexico City, room 703.[/tooltip]
I have to reload my hard drive. Fun and games, eh? Anything for a break from the Long Hot Summer. I’m almost ready to believe in glowball worming!
I love that this happens…
You can keep Patrick Stewart. Shatner’s the man. He’s 83, still working like a dog and loving it.
William Shatner is not just an actor — he’s working on a reality TV series, taking his one-man show back on tour in December and is busy promoting a Star Trek documentary he produced.
So how does the 83-year-old relax?
“Up until three weeks ago, horses,” Shatner said in a phone interview earlier this month from Los Angeles, referencing an accident that left him temporarily wheelchair-bound.
Of course this is spot on.
Actually, corgis are potent anti-depression medicine in small explosive packages. I find it impossible to really fall down that hole with Badger around; she clowns with her toys or just thumps over onto her back with a goofy expression and I laugh my butt off. Everyone should have one. Well, only nice people.
An invasive vine has surfaced, but it has such pretty yellow flowers I let it alone.
If you have 5 or 10 bucks lying around, please consider Jackson’s case.
See you later… and if you’re one of the lucky people already experiencing Autumn conditions… urgh.
If you’re like me, and never get to bundle up and drink hot chocolate… tramp around on crisp leaves… feel the bite of frosty air from a north wind… this is for you.
The baths come more frequently when I’m blowing coat!
The cookie is the important bit!
Can you see the guard hairs? When she’s almost dry they stand out almost at attention.
Two down, Bree to go!
Cute as hell, though.