1. Two Random n@s in a row. Deal.
2. Brrr. But, hey, I got to whip out my hat today, and I love wearing my hat.
3. Best reader email of the week:
I just saw Jeff Reed’s PSA for the salvation army. I think it appropriate that
he would support a charity where people stand on a street corner asking for money…
HAH! She’s here all week. Try the veal.
Have you bought your PittGirl shirt yet? No?
Why don’t you love me? Aren’t I good enough for you? Don’t you want pigeons to get their wings ripped off in violent fashion?!
You now have 31 more days to get your pennies together and get your shirt before they go bye-bye.
As for me, I’m daily practicing my poker face for that first time I see someone on the street wearing my shirt so that I don’t give myself away by jumping on the person screaming, “You love me! YOU REALLY LOVE ME!!!!”
Unless it’s David Conrad, then I reserve the right to jump my imaginary self-united husband’s bones. Now THAT’S a euphemism.
5. USA Today gives Hines his due.
6. Jason Bay to the Indians? I wish I cared. Maybe after football is over.
7. Oh, for crying out loud. Are you kidding me? Coming to the Byham:
The friendly bus drive leaves us with one simple instruction: “Don’t let the Pigeon Drive the Bus!” However, Pigeon is very clever and whines, bribes, pleads and even sings a song to get his own way. Will YOU let him drive? Based on Mo Willems’ Caldecott Award-winning book, this production is full of fun, feathers, laughter, and excitement as well as original music and audience participation.
If you go, that hot chick trying to pepper the pigeon with birdshot? Totally not me.