Another week, another Friday, and I'm watching two more guys cringe at the "Puppetry of the Penis" bit in Bullshit!

I'm spreading the gospel, my brothers and my sisters!

...actually I'm watching the special features, with the interview with James Randi.

and i'm paying more attention to how pretty Penn's hair is with it's down...and how shiny his leather pants are...and how realized Teller (who is remaining in character by not saying a word) looks in jeans...

Hey, I can have my shallow moment, can't I?

in similar news, Penn's wife had a girl months ago. They named her Moxie Crimefighter Jillette. Normally I would growl at the bestowing of such an unusual name, but then I thought about it.

Her daddy's name is Penn. He's just passing along the fun.

I had the opportunity to go out and eat sushi with people, but choose instead to go to La Fonda and eat (and get totally blasted on half a pitcher of margaritas) all by myself...

I don't know if this is my usual assertion of independance or just plain sad, really. I mean, this would be by second time since Saturday's "Three beers, a shot of rum and some Blockbuster" night solo that I've gotten tispy by myself.

On a high point, I now own the entire first season of Bullshit! and also got a hit of my favorite drug--sex! all this weekend, so I guess stuff isnt' too bad

Okay, so I've been holding off on this post for a fucking week:

If you haven't had a chance to see the show "Penn and Teller:Bullshit!" on Showtime...you are missing out. You are so fucking missing out! gtamethyst brought both seasons on DVD to the house last Saturday and we watched them all (unfortuntaly I ended up missing Rex's hatchday party, but what's an actual slight between two antagonistic friends?)--and she was correct about my liking the "Business of Love" episode*! Penn's all ranty and disgruntled and Teller is just fucking adorable. No, really. For a 40-something year old guy, he's adorable. It's such a wonderful fucking show that I will be getting my hands on both seasons and doing a viewing here at Ye Olde Bedroome sometime within the next couple of months. Drooling aside, it's a great show that features intelligent commentary, some surprising (and not all that surprising) revelations, and copious use of the word "fuck".

I better stop before a melt into another puddle of fangirl goo...

*grrrrr-fucking vapid "Rules" Girl cunt and that idiot "I'm from Uranus" John Grey can die in fire!