Happy Birthday Shannon

A Little of This

This weekend was pretty cool. No happy hour on Friday as Emily was in Puerto Rico doing some wedding planning. Instead we went to see Breach - not bad. Ryan P. looks silly as a brunette. He also seems to have some sorta bump looking thing on his head. Chris Cooper is superb as the worse spy in American history. I love that shit. We were going to see The Number 23 as, yes, that's my number, but after I read that it's an "accidental comedy" we decided to skip out. Jim Carrey sometime gives me the heebie jeebies. I don't like his body movements.

Saturday we did the usual - chill out, cook, errands. In search of a new toaster, we also wound up purchasing a waffle maker. Now, I like waffles and pancakes, but I haaaate making them. I told Dan that if we were to purchase, he had to be the principal (principle? sorry, uh, retarded) wafflemaker. We went to a Johnson School party that night at Dan's friend Ojas' townhouse. His wife cooks amazing Indian food. It was nice to watch all the biz school alpha dogs get loose. They're quite the bunch. I was well into my drink-on when the party began to dissipate, so Danny boy and I headed to Chapter House for some Hoegaarden, PBR and darts. I also had a couple shots of Cuervo. It was a fun night.

I went through some of my cookbooks this weekend and made some decadent findings including chicken breasts with herbed goat cheese and basil - and baked cauliflower with parmesan and harvarti. Not bad. Dan recently has taken to flambeau - ing bananas in rum and brown sugar and serving over vanilla ice cream. Fuck me - it's good.

Sunday I slept a good portion of the day. It was fantastic. Shannon and I chatted during The Ocscars, which was a snoozer, but Ellen is good for a laugh. I still can't figure out why J-Lo is always a presenter. I mean when was the last time she made a good movie? Yes, you're all muttering Selena. The highlight of the evening was paired presenters Clive Owen and Cate Blanchett. Good Lord what a hot couple. I love it. I wanted their to be some upsets in the wins. Perhaps Cate could have taken Best Supporting Actress or Leo Best Actor. Maybe even Little Miss for Best Picture. Oh well. Helen Mirren is still a class act.

Today I worked, worked, worked. Finally realized it was three and I hadn't yet bathed. A rush to the mailbox and the bank and back to the grind again.

Time to eat dinner and watch Wife Swap. My head hurts. Signing off.

Hurt

"Sometimes I want to call you, but I know you won't be there."

I can't write today. Today is a bad day. Last night was a bad night. I just kept listening to three songs: "How deep is your love" by The Bee Gees, " "Through the Years" and "She Believes in Me" by Kenny Rogers. I sang last night. I sang for hours until Dan told me to stop as I was giving him a headache. I got pissed.

I never thought I would go this long without seeing my brother and sister ... but it's so hard for me to be in Westchester. We don't have a place - just for us - to spend time together.

Could it be?

Is it already February 20th? WTF.

Valentine's day was relaxing- I received a beaded necklace and a giant candle. We had wine, cheese and caviar for dinner and settled in to Season IV of 24.

I suppose I can talk about Bald Britney or Dead Anna Nicole, but I'm sure most of you Perez readers are keeping up. All I have to say is this - Britney is very obviously in a lot of pain, so as fascinating and entertaining as she may be, the media should probably give her a break. As for Dead Anna Nicole ... Shannon and I used to watch The Anna Nicole show religiously and it was very obvious Howard was completely in love with her. Could he have killed her son - yes, it's possible. He's got a freak flag.

I'm in love with Cate Blanchett. She's sexy and ethereal and just hot. Notes on a Scandal - go see it. It's brilliantly wrong, wrong, wrong and just so good to watch.

I sorted my mail this weekend as the pile was about to flop over. Money is supposed to be coming in this week, so I just had to get organized. I've literally been penniless for weeks waiting for checks, checks, checks. Ahhh, the luxury of a full-time job. If only I had the know-how to not have gone out on my own without any back-up funds. Anyway, during my sorting I found some mail from Apple with two gift cards. I scratched off the code on the back and low and behold I had two $25 gift certificates. Hot damn. I just spent $30 on The Stylistics, The Commodores, Depeche Mode, Kenny Rogers, Fall Out Boy, The Cure and Duran Duran.

We just booked our trip to Buenos Aires in July. It's Dan's gift to me for putting up with all this Ivy League grad school bullshit. We're also not going to be able to take a long vacation for quite some time once he starts working in August. We also booked our tickets to Puerto Rico for Rick and Emily's wedding in July, which should be a great time. If only my Dear Emily would pick out the bridesmaid dresses already!

And the best news of all - if all goes according to plan - we should be in an Astoria apartment by mid June. I can't wait to have a life again. I desperately miss my sister.

Sorry it's been so long. I've been writing, writing, writing each and every day and just can't think about my little blog ... soon to be Annie In Astoria.

Why We Cared About Anna Nicole Smith

As usual, Anna Nicole shrouded in mystery ... I think she suicided.

http://news.yahoo.com/s/ap/20070209/ap_en_ce/anna_nicole_why_we_cared_3

Anna Nicole Smith Dead

From CNN

-- Reality TV star and former model Anna Nicole Smith was pronounced dead Thursday after being taken to a Florida hospital, a law enforcement source told CNN.

Smith, 39, collapsed at a south Florida hotel, according to news reports.

"I can confirm that she is deceased. It's as shocking to me as to you guys," Smith's attorney, Ronald Rale, told Reuters. "I don't know anything further. [Her lawyer and husband] Howard [K. Stern], obviously, is speechless and grieving."

TMZ.com had reported that Smith collapsed at the Seminole Hard Rock Hotel and Casino in Hollywood, Florida, and was rushed to Memorial Regional Hospital in Hollywood just after 2 p.m. ET.

According to reports, Smith was found unresponsive in her hotel room.

Smith was involved in a paternity suit regarding the parentage of her daughter, Danielynn, as well as other disputes, including some regarding a house she stayed at in the Bahamas around the time she gave birth.

Earlier this week, Smith was included in a class-action lawsuit against a company, TrimSpa, for which she had worked as a spokesperson. TrimSpa makes a product it claims leads to substantial weight loss. The lawsuit alleges the marketing of the product, TrimSpa X32, was false or misleading.

Smith's son, Daniel Wayne Smith, died at age 20 just days after the birth of Smith's daughter. Pathologist Cyril Wecht said a lethal dose of methadone and antidepressants caused cardiac dysrhythmia, leading to his death.
Reuters contributed to this report.

Hot List

I haven't felt at all like blogging or talking. So we'll have to do pictures. We haven't had a hot list in a while. So here. Eric Dane from Grey's Anatomy. Though he's clean cut in this pic, Dane can rock scruff like nobody's business. He's also married to cutie Noxema girl and ex-Christian Troy girlfriend Rebecca Gayheart.