Distracted By Something Shiny

I swear, if I posted more than once a week, I would be able to tell you all the things that have been going on with me - movies I watched and games I played and crazy family stories and how the tornado sirens went off for the first time this year and about my grandpa.

But clearly, I am just going to skip all of those things. And skip right to...

I HAVE A NEW NEPHEW!

His name is Tyler and he was born late Saturday night. He is doing good, as is his mom - (this is my brother and his French Canadian wife, not the little brother who lives here in MI). Anyhoo, they have already informed us that we are not allowed to call him "Ty", which whatever, get over it cuz I'm gonna. Tyler was jaundice for a few days, which is not unusual for babies, but they didn't send him home until yesterday. So last night we got on the webcam thingy and got to see him, though mostly we spent the time talking to my niece. She is 18 months old and apparently unsure about the baby. When they picked her up from her grandparents on their way home from the hospital, they put her in the seat next to Tyler and she pointed at the baby and started screaming hysterically - ALL THE WAY HOME. She seemed settled by the time I talked to her though.

Welcome to the World, Tyler.


Now onto my today...

I started my physical therapy back up today. Mostly for upper body strengthening, but also because I have been having some clenching on the inside edge of my hip - muscle or joint, I was unsure. For a refresher and those new to the class - Kevin was my physical therapist when I was 13 until I was 19, and I started seeing him again last year. So, he knew me when I was a foul-mouthed little punk-ass kid who liked fire and swearing and smoking and..you get the idea.

Here is this conversation I had at therapy today...( I guess for people who still haven't seen the SPN finale, I'll spoiler cut. )

Anyways, my hip didn't hurt at all this morning, but now due to the hour and a half of poking and prodding at therapy, it hurts like a motherfucker. We did discover that at least some of it is muscle though. Since he pushed on the muscle and my whole leg jerked and tried to kick him in the face (that's what he gets for laughing about Dean and Cas!). That it is a muscle is actually a good thing, because it means therapy will help.

But now I hurt and am tired and must go to bed because TOMORROW I GO SEE "X.0" - or "X-Men: First Class", as it is actually called. Whatever, I like my name better.

That is all.

Dear baylorsr,

Can we please get a parrot? I still want a ferret, but I concede to your whole "they are rodents" argument.

But look, parrots can do tricks!

Please, please, please?

Love, Dodger


Dear Eric Brady,

Oh sweetie, really? This is what you think porn stars dress like? That is so adorable.

Though I'm quite disappointed in the lack of shirtlessness going on here. In the future, please strip down for the creepy man, (6 minute marker, if you need a refresher on your porn star days), and look directly at the camera, that's how porn star auditions go. Also, if you really love your porn star girlfriend (btw, I applaud you in your choice of dating two women at once, especially since one is a porn star and the other seems to be a virgin, I totally get the irony there), but if you really loved her, you would have gone through with that pornographic screen test, mostly for my amusement.

Oh well, despite the lack of nudity and your ridiculous backwards baseball hat, I still love you and want to lick your pretty face. Our love was real - sorry to inform you though, I have moved on to a man named Dean. He's way sexier than you, and has a better car. But his family drama totally rivals yours and I'm pretty sure he's cheating on me with this dude in a trenchcoat. Though, I could be into that.

Always with love, Dodger


Dear Ben Affleck,

You are such a goober. I love you. That has nothing to do with anything, I just like to remind you.

This movie looks awesome. You are a fantastic director and I am excited for this to come out, because it looks wicked cool and intense.

Please, tell Don Draper (oh, that's his name, shut up.) that he is a sexy-pants.

Please tell Jeremy Renner to come over later and make-out with me. K? Thanx.

Please tell Jen and Jimmy I say 'hi!'.

Kisses, Dodger


Dear Misha Collins,

Why so in love with Jared? Oh, right, cuz he's Jared! Why did you two go and break Jensen's heart? Or, is it some sort of threesome thing and Jensen just isn't a fan of PDAs?

That's totally it, isn't it?

How does it feel when Jared's giant hand lands on your shoulder? All warm and tingly? If I spent a lot of time thinking about Jared's hands, which I totally don't, I would have to guess that they make you feel all warm and tingly.

Too bad you were in front of cameras and couldn't just lean over and give the top of that hand some kisses.

Still waiting for that whole World Domination thing - Salute, Dodger


Dear afra_schatz,

This is James Marsden.



Two more pics ( here )

I know of him for three reasons -

1) Hairspray!

2) He is Hugh Jackman's secret boyfriend.

3) My sister is only slightly obsessed - but I love her anyway.

Actually, I know him for some other reasons, but those are my favorite three.

Fist Bump, Dodger


Dear Me,

Go do something productive now.

Back Slap, Dodger