Possumblog

Y'know what else?

It's probably not a good thing to go to bed and sometime during the night have a dream that you're filming a beer commercial with Kathy Griffin, and for no particular reason you decide (in this dream) to whisper in her ear a litany of earthy suggestions of a very carnal nature to her, and then the whole beer commercial production has to shut down when she gets offended that you weren't serious, but just sorta joking around, and further she decides that the reason you were just joking around was that she's ugly, which you never said, because although she's no Catherine Zeta Jones, she's still kinda funny in those Sierra Mist commercials and being kinda funny is attractive in its own right, although you will concede that she probably does talk too much and has that odd affect of always being "on," but still, up until you gave her the dirty talk, everyone was just laughing and having a good old time.

I blame the English peas.