That's really all I have today. Between trips to visit the porcelain Goddess and reading wonderfully descriptive blogs about disgusting products, songs and phrases, I did manage to watch the season finale to
The BASTARD The Bachelor, and may I just say?
I think when the SECOND 'After the Last Rose' program comes on next week, we all need to have a bottle of our favorite poison of the day, a shotglass and a rocks glass handy. Every time he says "Her and me," everyone has to take a shot. Every time he decides to get all fancy and try to speak the Queen's English and says "Her and I," we all have to chug a rocks glass full. It should be one hell of a par-tay!