And since I have your attention, how about tuning in to a few more shrilly things on my radar?
- Whachoutalkinbout, Willis? No, seriously. Is anything sacred? Is any monument exempt from corporate narcissism? Because I've got on my rebel boots today, I'm telling you I refuse to refer to this skyscraper any other way than I always have. Kind of like Comiskey. And Alpine Valley.
- Who cares about buildings when you've got this? And yes, I did earn a master's degree in Women Studies so I could rightfully own phrases like that one.
- Hello (Kitty), future. Maybe one day, I will meet a handsome man wearing these (hey, who doesn't love a guy in crazy manties?), seduce him with my purring ways, fall truly madly deeply, have another baby (hey, who doesn't love a fresh babe wrapped it crazy kitty blankets?) and live happily ever after. Shut up. It could happen.
- ...and then some kind of smart and quippy segue about horrifying Hello Kitties to one of our favorite bloggers, Bad Kitty. Yes, Bad Kitty, who gives quite possibly the best reality TV analysis ever written right here.