by definition a 'celebrity" would be someone who is just famous for being famous, without any real reason to be admired in the first place. honestly i can't think of anyone in that category that would be a "favorite."
i mean, if you're talking about a train wreck that you can't stop watching, i suppose i'd have to say glenn beck because he's such a buffoon and serves no useful purpose on this earth but as fodder for satire.
WHATEVER
It''s a dismissive expression, as if what you have said is unimportant. It's rude and demeaning.
And yet, I have been known to say it when the person I am talking to is being sarcastic (usually my husband) or snotty in the first place. I know it doesn't make it right.......oh no - I feel a cliche coming on.....two wrongs don't make a right..........
Whatever...........
Sweet, sweet memories!
Violet Crumble.
On weekends in high school, my friends and I would always stop at the Downs Market in Granada Hills, California for something to quench our munchies. One night, I discovered this scrumptious treat in a shiny purple and yellow foil wrapper. It was the wrapper that caught my eye, of course. There was no other candy bar with such a colorful, exuberant covering or such a great name: VIOLET CRUMBLE. What could that possibly mean? And it was from Australia which made it all the more exotic and enticing.
I bought it without even knowing what was inside. Little did I know it would hold such delight - a brick of crunchy, sweet honeycomb covered in creamy milk chocolate. The way it snapped in your mouth, and then melted away, bleding with the sweet chocolatey coating. It became my standard weekend treat. My friends teased me (the way they teased me for loving the Tower of Power song, "So Very Hard to Go") HA- what did they know!?
Now and then I find one, like at the local British shop in my town. I buy it, I eat it immediately and I remember back to the days when I could eat candy bars without gaining weight and yell "shotgun" as we rode off to some stranger's house for a party that would no doubt be broken up by the police.
Aaaah - the good old days..........
Germany, Berlin love Parade 4 Spiders: love 'em or hate 'em?
If I find a regular spider in my bedroom I will go get a piece of paper and scoop it up and then toss it out into the yard. After 16 years in this house - I am very used to finding spiders and they are very useful in the garden. I have seen some amazing webs out in the palm trees; true art.
However.....if it's a 'daddy long legs' I will kill it with a rolled up magazine or paper. They are just too hard to catch! Usually they're in the tub so I get the handheld faucet and wash it down the drain. They're just too eerie and strange for me to let them slink around and if I think it will crawl on me while I'm sleeping - well that's just too creepy to imagine!!
