And I need them answered, too.
*I love Ellen. I think she’s a great interviewer. She’s funny, clever, smart, asks good questions and is just overall a blast to watch. I honestly can’t get enough of her. I even enjoy watching her dance. However, I noticed something this morning. After she made her rounds of the audience and came back to the stage, she had with her like, 4 purses. She just put them on the chair. Do people care their belongings were stolen by Ellen? Do they get them back? What’s the purpose of Ellen mugging her audience?
*My friend Kristen and I got into a big debate that hasn’t been settled yet, and I promised her I would ask the Internet for an answer. Crunchy or creamy peanut butter?
*I have one pimple on my cheek that refuses to go away. It won’t leave. I can’t pop it. It’s beginning to order things from Ikea, not to mention it keeps the TV on till way late at night. What’s the best, non-prescription way to kill this tenant?
*Why do I come up with these lame ideas just so I have something to post?
*Who is your daddy, and what does he do?
August 15, 2006 at 5:24 pm
1. I imagine they get the purses back and maybe a comemorative pen or something. Most people love any brush with celebrity, so they don’t mind. I wouldn’t be surprised to see some of these purses on EBay (Touched by Ellen!)
2. creamy
3. First, cancel the cable and you won’t have the late night noise. Second, have you tried a purifying mask or something like a Biore strip?
4. You are using your good brain cells for your interviews.
5. My Daddy is a retired cop and a current volunteer fireman. He is The Man.
August 15, 2006 at 5:29 pm
All I gotta say is creamy peanut butter rocks, Peter Pan is da Man!
August 16, 2006 at 1:23 am
I actually only think Ellen is good when she isn’t interviewing celebs. I think she gets too silly when her friends are on. Crunchy on sammiches, creamy on celery. Stop stressing. To entertain me. And I don’t think you even need to ask. My dad is the most important person I know.
August 17, 2006 at 12:52 am
1. Ellen’s a hoot. Love her, too. However I’m sure she probably keeps the purses and pilfers through them at home.
2. Crunchy. No other way.
3. Stand in front of the mirror and scream loudly, “I REBUKE YOU!” That usually works. If not, exfoliate every night (St. Ives is good) before washing your face. Don’t forget to moisturize.
4. These are not lame questions. They may be unimportant or time wasting, but not lame.
5. My daddy owns a recording studio.
August 17, 2006 at 7:29 am
1. Out here in the Land of The Rising Sun, we don’t get Ellen.
2. Crunchy.
3. Put toothpaste on it. Someone told me that once, don’t know if it actually works, but at least the zit smells better afterwards.
4. If the questions were lame, would that make us lame by association for answering?
5. My dad is a skydiver and he flies helicopters for this company in Hawaii.
August 17, 2006 at 9:24 pm
*We don’t get Ellen here in the land of Olympian Gods. We have, however, recently gotten (2004) Oprah (perhaps Ellen is lining up for Greek syndication as well).
*Crunchy, uh, no… creamy. Sometimes crunchy. Sometimes creamy. Oooooh the dilemmas!
*Make a strong cup of camomile tea. Cool and then soak cotton ball. Clean face. Repeat often throughout day and for many days. (My grandmother’s hand-me-down beauty tip. She’s 95 and has the best skin. She still uses camomile every day).
*The funny thing about your post John is that even when you think you come up with lame ideas… you’re funnier and more creative. You’re cursed with a talent.
*Is this a trick question?
;-)
August 19, 2006 at 1:42 am
1. I work all day and don’t have TiVo so, I don’t get to watch Ellen, but when I wasn’t employed, I enjoyed watching her.
2. Creamy for celery sticks. Crunchy for a really good sandwich. It’s really a ‘how do you feel at this moment’ type of thing.
3. According to the movie, “My Big Fat Greek Wedding”, Windex seemed to be a cure-all.
4. Why? I dunno… I dunna care. Still fun to read.
5. My dad is retired. He was a president of a nuclear plant.
No, we are not related to Homer Simpson.
August 21, 2006 at 6:44 am
creamy, for sure.
and my dad…he’s a CFO for a car dealership.
–RC of strangeculture.blogspot.com