Saturday, June 02, 2007

 

The Razor: Your Home For Infrequent, High-Quality Celebrity News!


I just ran into Mr. & Mrs. Celebrity Luvr down at the pool, where they were breaking down the cost structure of margaritas. I was able to procure from them a solemn vow to provide the Razor with a report on Monday regarding the urgent and serious Paris Hilton situation. Look for it-- on the Razor!

Once I had extracted that promise from them, I returned to the task of teaching a group of children how to make fart noises with their hands and armpits.

Comments:
that doesn't look like an odoul's in front of bates...
 
Hello?? is that your POOL??? WOW I hate you guys a little bit. I am moving to Texas. Forget Vermont.
 
Wait a minute- That amount of furnature is far more than Bates' has said he possesses in class! A table and chairs, along with a pool- and a un-O'douls like beverage. P.S. I will discover the secret identity of celebrity lover someday, along with the entire cast of characters on your blog.
 
Oh Okay One thing I forgot to tell you about our trip to Seattle: So get this.. We went to another luthier's house in the woods (of course) where he has a house on his property and of course a shop or two. I was inside of his house... Not ONLY is it FULL of guitars ( like mine - though mine also is filled with guitar PARTS too) But these guys REALLLLLY love their wood. I have to tell you about his house.. WOOD EVERYWHERE of course but this table: it was made by like AMISH people and get this it is solid quartersawn oak with matching chairs and it is 14 feet long!!! it seats like almost 20 people... then he had this other thing and also an entire BAND set up in his living room I guess each of his kids play a different instrument and they have jams. Also solid maple floors which I like Way more than the oak we had in our house and you know I was impressed because here is a guy who is as weird or weirder as Bill about wood and yet his family is really normal. I am not sure why I take comfort in this...

Seattle is a very neat place but it was also pretty humid. I cannot stand humidity. Yuck.
 
Dear Anonymous: We'd like to know your secret identity, too! Plus, Rigdewood is ripping us off, and we are NOT amused!
 
Is that Bates, dressed as a clown, driving a convertible?

I mean, what's the deal? The clown apparently isn't in a parade or anything, he's just driving to work down Austin Ave., it appears. Weird.

And how did he choose that vocation?
 
I don't think that clown is driving to work-- he is driving home from work. You can tell because he is heading away from Baylor.
 
The clown is neither driving to or from work. He is at work, entertaining the throngs on Austin Ave.
 
Ridgewood- is this a country club? To Mr. and Mrs. CL, I have discovered your secret identities, but you shall never know mine! If a club is ripping you off, chose the classy option- a CamelBak or canteen- fill it with cold margaritas, and just sip out of it, as we did at football games at my find undergraduate institution. If they ask, say it is just water.
 
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