I have to ask because I truly don’t understand.
Why would anybody be nervous about going? And why on earth would people be rude?
From Bloggers at RWA
It’s Friday, it’s business time, and Principal Firebush and I totally giggled like 12 year old boys at this video, courtesy of Deirdre Martin:
May you, your pork sword, and your really hot galoshes have a great weekend!
Bitchery reader MaryKate sent me this video from a beauty contest in the 80’s. Now, I’ll be honest: I went to a women’s college in the deep south, and in my Freshman dorm there were many titled beauty queens. If I recall correctly, there was a Miss Georgia Peach, Miss Peach Blossom, Miss Gritfest, and assorted county and state Miss, Jr. Miss, and Lady titles as well. And at the time, I’m embarrassed to say my own college had a beauty pageant, which I had to cover as editor of the school paper. Not even joking folks. The stories I could tell.
Anyway, not ONCE in the history of my college pageant was there a talent performance like this one, so painful, so hilarious, so utterly utterly odd, I’m sure it will inspire you writers of futuristic romance with all kinds of fabulous new heroines. Or make you dose yourself with Vicodin.
Thanks to Mel Francis we have this week’s Friday Video, which isn’t so much about romance novels but totally cracks me up. Guess which part? You’ll know it when you see it.
I love period movies and I love Israel Kamakawiwo’ole - so this video made me absurdly happy. Enjoy!
So many people sent me the link to MelJean Brooks’ guest entry on Dionne Galace’s site that I’ve watched this video about three times already. It’s hilarious. Especially the part about the hotdog.