Hizzly hey there, internet!
Been a few weeks since I've brought you any of my home-grown southern wisdom. Just like your mama used to make.
There's been all sorts of shizzle going down in this hood, yo. Work and all that hoodat. And a whole lot of Mad Men. Don't worry - still plenty of Don Draperliciousness going on up in here.
But also… Glee.
So the critics rave about this and that, but really, it's just another high school drama. Right? RIGHT?!?!
Right!
But now… with musical theatre!
So if those kids are supposedly bottom of the food chain, what does that make me, an ex-wanna-be-glee-clubber?
Don't answer that.
So now, I kind of want to get back into singing. And dancing. I did that once.
I think.
Time to practice my jazz hands.
*This entry was brought to you by Limoncello. Way too much of it. Damn, that shizzle is good!
** Do the weird line breaks make this entry a poem?
*** I think
so!
