Month: August 2009

  • One Year Ago Today A Crusade Against Imbecility Began

    Exactly one year ago today, the world was a different place.  No one knew whether a black man could become President of the United States.  A pot free Michael Phelps was the toast of America.  Michael Jackson was still sleeping (alive) with little boys.  And that morning, one year ago today, 99.9% of Americans did not know who the governor of Alaska was.  Exactly one year ago today, I sat in front of my television and watched as John McCain took the stage in Ohio with a pretty woman (who looked like Tina Fey) and her admittedly telegenic family.  With my laptop appropriately on my lap I googled a name I had never heard before, Sarah Palin.  I found out she was still breast feeding her 4 month old son with special needs.  I found out she was a former beauty queen (runner up) with a questionable educational past.  I found out she was a radical gun freak with no comprehension of the Second Amendment.  And I found out that she was a religious whack job that made George W. Bush look like a heathen.  I even surmised that she liked the TV shows Charmed & Buffy (supernatural though they may be), as that could be the only explanation for her oddly named brood of white trash babies, Trig, Track, Bristol, Willow and Piper.  I discovered all this within 10 minutes of learning her name, and a yearlong crusade began.  Of course at the time I did not know that her preaching of abstinence had fallen upon deaf ears in her own household, as her 17 year old daughter was pregnant with yet another redneck bastard.  I did not know that she couldn’t even name a newspaper she had ever read.  I did not know she would be crippled by 19 ethics scandals.  And I did not know that she could see Russia from her back yard.  In short she was, and still is, an incoherent mess!  Oh, and she birthed Michael Jackson’s son Blanket!  Some people have suggested that I rename my blog:

    Kids, Dogs, Sunsets & Sarah Palin
    and the occasional rant against corporate America
     
    Admittedly, in the past 365 days I have devoted 19 blog entries to educating the world about this dangerous right wing nutjob in designer glasses.  Starting with my pronouncement that Barack Obama would win the presidency, 30 minutes after I heard the news about Sarah Palin being selected as John McCain’s running mate; and continuing with my blog being the first to note that the Alaska Daily News couldn’t even spell John McCain’s name right the day of the announcement and that Sarah held some eerie parallels to the equally idiotic Miss Teen South Carolina.  A year ago today I wrote:

    Friday, August 29, 2008


    Palin & pal, Yogi
    8/29/08 – John “McClain” as the “Alaska Daily News” called him, must really not want to be president.  (See below, just above the second biggest story in the state of Alaska today, “Grizzly Attacks Woman in Tent“**.  Incidentally, John McCain is 22 year older than the state of Alaska, LOL.)  Call me a sexist pig, but I don’t think most of America is ready for a woman who’s still breastfeeding her four month old baby, to be a heartbeat away from the presidency, should McCain (who will be 76 if he makes it to the end of a first term) kick the bucket.  Sarah Palin and her five kids, Trig, Track, Bristol, Willow and Piper (I kid you not.  Someone’s been watching Charmed & Buffy too much) is the best thing that ever happened to Barack Obama.  Oh, and she pronounces “nuclear” just like George W. Bush (nucular).  As a former beauty queen, I wonder if Sarah Palin knows Miss Teen South Carolina?  Maybe they could compare notes on “The Iraq”.  “US Americans”, get ready for President Obama!


    From the Alaska Daily News on 8/29/08 before they corrected their website.

    **Too bad Sarah wasn’t there, she’s an avid hunter and would have shot the grizzly!  What kind of governor are you Sarah??  Leaving innocent women to fend off bears while you travel to the mainland to hob nob with the Washington elite!

    Governor Palin even checked into a hotel last week under the name “Upton”, the same unfortunate name as Miss Teen South Carolina.  Coincidence??  Read more….


    And following throughout the last year with:



     

    Will I continue my crusade?  You betcha!  Not until Sarah and her brood of misfits step off the national stage, will I stop calling attention to her idiocy.  In his book, “Why Obama Won“, Greg Mitchell posits that:

    After months of trailing, McCain came out of his convention with a bump that led to at least a tie with Obama in the polls — then he plummeted very quickly as the truth about Palin seeped out. In addition, he had lost his chief calling card: an edge in experience on Obama. A week after the GOP convention ended, polls were already showing (as many of us, if not most MSM pundits, had predicted) that, if anything, women thought less of Palin than did men. And surveys continued to show that while she drew crowds she actually drove more people away from the GOP than toward it. In fact, it’s a myth that Palin was broadly “popular.”

    Imagine if McCain had picked even a neutral figure such as a Pawlenty or, say, Kay Bailey Hutchison. Yes, Obama likely still would have won (he ran a fine campaign and the economy collapsed). But if McCain hadn’t picked Palin, it would have been in a real nail biter. And Tina Fey would not have been named entertainer of the year, and we wouldn’t have had that turkey slaughtering video to enjoy.

    That said, she’s still a dangerous radical who must never hold national political office.  The fate of the world is at stake!  Do you really want this moronic whack job anywhere near the White House or the “nucular” codes??  I know name calling detracts from my argument, but I’ve been hanging around with my 5 & 8 year old boy cousins boys all week and name calling feels good!  Sarah Palin is a poopyhead!!!!

  • The Dog Days of Summer

    Lisa & Joel went to the Angels game tonight so I picked Tommy & Andy up at soccer practice.  It was still over 90° at 5:30 and Tommy was so hot, but a real trooper.  It was his first soccer practice, and I’m scared he may have too many of my genes because at one point they were practicing stopping the ball with their feet and when Tommy stopped it the coach said, “OK, hold it”.  So Tommy proceeded to pick up the ball and hold it.  I don’t know much about soccer at all, but I’m guessing that wasn’t what the coach meant, LOL.  Afterward we went to the new Sonic, and it was really good.  I had a Diet Cherry Limeaid, which was quite refreshing in the heat.  The dog days of summer are clearly upon us.  It’s usually not this hot in California!  When we got back to Dar’s the boys and I took Buster & Roxy for a long walk.  Luckily there were no sacrifices involved: 

    The Dog Days originally were the days when Sirius, the Dog Star, rose just before or at the same time as sunrise (heliacal rising), which is no longer true, owing to precession of the equinoxes. The Romans sacrificed a brown dog at the beginning of the Dog Days to appease the rage of Sirius, believing that the star was the cause of the hot, sultry weather.

    Dog Days were popularly believed to be an evil time “when the seas boiled, wine turned sour, dogs grew mad, and all creatures became languid, causing to man burning fevers, hysterics, and phrensies” according to Brady’s Clavis Calendarium, 1813.

    The boys are now sleeping (with Buster) and I figured I’d write a quick blog.  There’s absolutely nothing interesting going on in the world right now.  Aside from Ted Kennedy overload and the “murdered model” media mayhem.  Ugh.  I just read that they found her car in the Trader Joe’s parking lot 3 block from my house.  I’m glad I wasn’t there today for that zoo. 

  • Horndogs, Tooth Ointment, Toxic Snowglobes and YouDork

    I’m down in Mission Viejo for a week dog-sitting for Buster, the one eyed horndog and Roxy:

     

    Last night, Andy consistently beat me at Wii for hours, and I’m sure I got carpal tunnel in the process!

    This morning I woke up early and was unusually tired.  Even though I didn’t fly here, I brought my travel bag, full of travel sized items.  In my stupor this morning, the toothpaste and the Neosporin looked remarkably similar:

    They didn’t taste similar however, as this reenactment shows:


    OK, I didn’t really put it in my mouth this morning…but I almost did!

    I blame the TSA for this!  (Kip Hawley is still an idiot!)  Their stupid fucking liquid ban has likely caused thousands of Americans to brush their teeth with antibiotic ointment methinks.  There’s a good book called Natural Security: A Darwinian Approach to a Dangerous World that posits:

    “Lessons learned from Mother Nature [could] help airport security screening checkpoints better protect us from terror threats — if governments are willing to think outside the box and pay heed to some of nature’s most successful evolutionary strategies for species adaptation and survival.

    “Biological organisms have figured out millions of ways, over three and a half billion years of evolution, to keep themselves safe from a vast array of threats,” said Raphael Sagarin, a Duke University ecologist who co-edited the book with Terence Taylor, an international security expert.

    “Arm races among invertebrates, intelligence gathering by the immune system and alarm calls by marmots are just a few of nature’s successful security strategies that have been tested and modified over time in response to changing threats and situations,” Sagarin said. “In our book, we look at these strategies and ask how we could apply them to our own safety.”

    “A study of animal behavior suggests that advertising your security procedures and continually conveying to others that there is a state of elevated threat only helps inform potential terrorists of loopholes in the procedures, while keeping the general population uncertain and nervous,” Sagarin said. Species such as marmots, which continually emit warning calls to each other even when no immediate threat is present, force the other animals in their group to waste time and energy trying to figure out if the implied threat is real, he noted.

    Evolutionary models and ideas also can be applied to non-terrorism threats, such natural disasters and the spread of infectious diseases, he added.

    “Whether you’re dealing with al Qaeda or an emerging pathogen, studying animal behavior teaches us basic principles of survival,” he said. “You can’t eliminate all risks, so you have to focus on the big ones, while adapting to minimize risk from the rest. You have to be aware of your environment, understanding that it’s constantly in flux. And when it comes to adapting and responding to threats, a centralized authority can get in the way. Individual units that sense the environment, with minimal central control, work best.””

    And now comes word that you’re no longer allowed to bring snowglobes through airport security!  Sorry middle America, time to find a new cheesy souvenir.  What will they think of next?  Urinals at the X-ray machine, so we don’t bring our piss on planes?  Idiots!

     
    “A glass eye, filled with weaponized ebola.
    A small child with a belly full of C4.
    A man with his blood altered biochemically to be a powerful explosive.
    A Muslim that has spent the last two decades training in the art of the Ninja, and has just mastered a technique to deliver fatal nerve-strikes from across the room using only the focused force of his own chi?
    WHY DO WE NOT WORRY ABOUT THESE THINGS?
    Oh… yeah. Because at a certain point we have to make the decision to accept the most minute possible risks or to continue rocking back and forth on the floor whimpering while in a pool of our own urine.


    In other news, yesterday, Lisa and I went to The Spectrum to see Inglourious Basterds (I loved it).  We also saw that they are auctioning off Designer Dog Houses built by celebrities.  Obviously, Chazz needs this desperately, so here’s a real live PayPal button to donate to The Hotel Chazzfornia Fund.  Bidding for the auction starts at $20,000.00, so dig deep!!

      Chazzitat For Humanity – Put a roof over Chazz’s head!!  DONATE NOW!!

    Speaking of Chazz, Claudio sent me an email with a video attachment of him playing soccer with some kids.  To wit:

    Gmail Carey Anthony

    Chazz Playing Football
    2 messages

    From: Claudio Wed, Aug 19, 2009 at 8:09 PM
    To: Carey


    Chazz has made it to 3 soccer practices with kids at the park. He is very popular around there. Several people call him by name and gather around to see him play. The coach has a separate soccer ball for him already. The first-timers get instructions on how to play with Chazz. Although the 8 and younger kids who are his usual teammates were not there today (when I remembered to take the camera), he still had fun. 
    I got quite a few funny videos, but most are too big to attach… This is the only one that can go.  -Claudio


    From: Carey Anthony Wed, Aug 19, 2009 at 8:35 PM
    To: Claudio

    It’s clear he got his football skills from MY side of the family!  Ugh!!  Too big to attach???
    The 90′s called.  They want their ridiculously huge email attachments back!!

    Ever hear of YouTube, YouDork???

    And where the hell did you film that from?  The Goodyear blimp???  I can see that when I’m not around Chazz’s care is left to amateurs.  We’re going to have to decrease your visits with him.

    Signed,
    Worried in Weho

  • Hell’s Kitchen


    Here’s an update from my last post:  The plumber determined that the muddy Niagara Falls in my kitchen was caused by 2 things.  Namely, the drainage pipes under my unit in the garage, were sloping upward rather that downward.  Since I live in the bottom unit and have 2 condominiums above me, this was not a good situation.  Secondly it appears that someone above me put a whole head of cabbage down their garbage disposal.  With the pipes sloped incorrectly, that was the last straw.  The good news:  no charge to me!  The bad news, my floors are soaked and I have a huge mess to clean up.  It looks like I’m going to be fighting with my Homeowner’s Association too.  They’re actually suggesting that if I did not have hardwood floors in my kitchen this wouldn’t be a problem.  LOL.  I told that to the former owner (who installed the hardwood floors) and we had a good chuckle! 


    You can kind of see the black sludge shooting out of the pipe. (Click for larger view)


    Salad anyone?


    No charge to homeowner!

    Now the Homeowner’s Association just needs to do the right thing!  They have yet to answer the last email:

    Gmail Carey Anthony

    Water Damage
    7 messages

    From: Carey Anthony Fri, Aug 21, 2009 at 2:22 PM
    To: Tony Allison

    Hi Tony,
    The plumber left, and my sink is no longer backed up, but my hardwood floors in the kitchen are ruined, and carpet in the outside hallway is soaked.  I’m getting ready to leave on a 9 day trip tomorrow, so I’m not sure how you want to handle this.  Please let me know what to do.  Thanks. –Carey

    From: Tony Allison Fri, Aug 21, 2009 at 2:57 PM
    To: Carey Anthony

    Carey,
    You need to dry your floors with towels and ventilation. Hardwood floors are personal property and the responsibility of the homeowner. If they were the original tile or vinyl floors which is preferable for a kitchen there would not be this problem.
    I will have someone come out and dry the hallway carpeting. Thank you,
    Tony Allison
    Allison Enterprises
    Olive Manor Condos

    From: Carey Anthony Fri, Aug 21, 2009 at 3:27 PM
    To: Tony Allison

    Yes, I’m already drying the floors, but the plumber said they’re going to warp and there may be mold.  And they were the original floors…I moved in with them like this.  Obviously the flood was not my fault, so please advise. 

    From: Tony Allison Fri, Aug 21, 2009 at 3:48 PM
    To: Carey Anthony

    Then you need to get a restoration company only for the floors.

    From: Carey Anthony Fri, Aug 21, 2009 at 4:04 PM
    To: Tony Allison

    OK, thanks. Shall I have the bill sent to you or do you guys go through insurance?

    From: Tony Allison Fri, Aug 21, 2009 at 4:20 PM
    To: Carey Anthony

    You have to turn it into your own insurance. The hardwood floors are an improvement that is the responsibility of the owner no matter who put them in.   The carpet will be taken care of tomorrow.

    From: Carey Anthony Fri, Aug 21, 2009 at 4:29 PM
    To: Tony Allison

    As long as I have no out of pocket expenses.  None of this was my fault.  So someone will have to pay my deductible.
    By the way, when will the other plumber be resloping the pipes? 


  • Bad Luck With Produce


    Update:  the plumbing is done.  Click here for Hell’s Kitchen.


    I had a bunch of meetings in Orange County this morning, and I was running late.  I didn’t get out of the house until 10 AM, hoping against all odds I could drive 60 miles in 60 minutes (a ridiculous goal in Los Angeles on the best of days).  Sure enough there was a major accident down by Disneyland.  The highway was covered in peaches and grapes.  A produce truck had crashed with a car.  It was a nasty accident, and I was stuck in traffic for an extra hour. 

    After a long day of meetings I hoped to turn the day’s tide by heading to Aunty LuLu & Uncle Georgie’s house for spaghetti.  They’ve been in Michigan since I left for Italy, and they just got home.  I’ve been missing that Thursday spaghetti for 2 months now!  Dar joined us for dessert, and I began the long drive home at 9:30 tonight.  As I walked up the stairs in the hallway outside my condo, I realized that the carpet outside of my unit was squishing.  Never a good sign!  As I walked in the beautiful lobby of the Hotel Careyfornia and headed towards the kitchen, this is what I saw:

     

    I’m not sure if you can see from the photos, but the hardwood floors were soaked.  I don’t know if it came from an upstairs neighbor or what.  It sucks!  The water is filled with shredded lettuce and who knows what else.  I’ve not had good luck with produce today.  Needless to say, it’s now 2:30 AM and I’m waiting for a call back from a 24 hour plumber.  This isn’t great timing, as I’m leaving Saturday for a week.  When it rains it pours.

    One bright note…Andy finally lost his toenail!  And guess who visited him?  LOL.  I got this text from Lisa the other night:


    I told her whatever he gets, I should get half…for inventing the Toe Fairy!

  • Growing Up Chazz

    The boys were here over the weekend and I took Chazz to see his buddy Roscoe.  Even though Roscoe weighs twice as much as Chazz, they play really well together.  Unlike Daisy, who, when she was here six months ago, did everything she could to avoid Chazz the puppy.  Last night I found an old SD card that I thought I had lost.  On it was this long lost footage of Chazz & Daisy.  It’s funny to see him six months ago.  Man, he tormented Daisy:


    Daisy & Chazz in February

    And here he is today, playing with Roscoe:


    Arielle trying to avoid the fray


    Ann & Arielle


    Dinner last night at Hugo’s


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  • Ca-wee Misses Andy

    It’s only been a week since I’ve seen him, and Lisa sent me this the other day.  I love this kid!! Enough said!  (Wait…I act 7!!??)

  • Sarah Palin – The Musical

    Ryan’s sister Renea was in town with her boyfriend Matt this weekend, so I headed up to Oxnard for a barbecue.  After dinner, we went to see Julie & Julia, which I loved.  Meryl Streep can do no wrong!  The movie has some great lines about the narcissism of bloggers.  Claudio kept elbowing me the whole movie.  LOL.  Then this morning we took Chazz to the beach and he had a great time playing with some little kids who loved him.  On the drive home I listened to the Evita movie soundtrack which I haven’t heard in ages.  The more I listened to it, the more parallels to Sarah Palin I drew.  After all, Eva Peron was a self obsessed demagogue who impassioned weak minded fools into supporting her.  If you listed to Tim Rice’s brilliant lyrics and substitute “Sarah” for “Eva” it’s uncanny how well most of the songs fit Caribou Barbie: 

                           



    (Children:)
    Please, gentle Sarah, will you bless a little child?
    For I love you, tell Heaven I’m doing my best
    I’m praying for you, even though you’re already blessed

    Please, mother Sarah, will you look upon me as your own?
    Make me special, be my angel
    Be my everything wonderful perfect and true
    And I’ll try to be exactly like you

    Please, holy Sarah, will you feed a hungry child?
    For I love you, tell Heaven I’m doing my best
    I’m praying for you, even though you’re already blessed

    (Workers:)
    Santa Santa Palina
    Madre de todos los ninos
    De los tiranizados, de los descamisados
    De los trabajadores, de la Argentina


    And the money kept rolling in from every side
    Sarah’s pretty hands reached out and they reached wide
    Now you may feel it should have been a voluntary cause
    But that’s not the point my friends
    When the money keeps rolling in, you don’t ask how
    Think of all the people guaranteed a good time now
    Sarah’s called the hungry to her, open up the doors
    Never been a fund like the foundation Sarah Palin.

    Would you like to try a college education?
    Own your landlord’s house, take the family on vacation?
    Sarah and her blessed fund can make your dreams come true
    Here’s all you have to do my friends
    Write your name and your dream on a card or a pad or a ticket
    Throw it high in the air and should our lady pick it
    She will change your way of life for a week or even two
    Name me anyone who cares as much as Sarah Palin.

    And the money kept rolling out in all directions
    To the poor, to the weak, to the destitute of all complexions
    Now cynics claim a little of the cash has gone astray
    But that’s not the point my friends
    When the money keeps rolling out you don’t keep books
    You can tell you’ve done well by the happy grateful looks
    Accountants only slow things down, figures get in the way
    Never been a lady loved as much as Sarah Palin.

    I’m not the first person who noticed the similarities either.  Naomi Wolf pointed out almost a year ago that:

    I realized early on with horror what I was seeing in Governor Palin: the continuation of the Rove-Cheney cabal, but this time without restraints. I heard her echo Bush 2000 soundbites (“the heart of America is on display”) and realized Bush’s speechwriters were writing her — not McCain’s — speeches. I heard her tell George Bush’s lies — not McCain’s — to the American people, linking 9/11 to Iraq. I heard her make fun of Barack Obama for wanting to prevent the torture of prisoners — this is Rove-Cheney’s enthusiastic S and M, not McCain’s, who, though he shamefully colluded in the 2006 Military Tribunals Act, is also a former prisoner of war and wrote an eloquent Newsweek piece in 2005 opposing torture. I saw that she was even styled by the same skillful stylist (neutral lipstick, matte makeup, dark colors) who turned Katharine Harris from a mall rat into a stateswoman and who styles all the women in the Bush orbit –but who does not bother to style Cindy McCain.

    Then I saw and heard more. Palin is embracing lawlessness in defying Alaskan Legislature subpoenas –this is what Rove-Cheney, and not McCain, believe in doing. She uses mafia tactics against critics, like the police commissioner who was railroaded for opposing handguns in Alaskan battered women’s shelters — Rove’s style, not McCain’s. I realized what I was seeing.

    Of course, Sarah Palin is so fucking stupid and self serving that she probably doesn’t even know who Eva Peron is.  Even the sometimes infuriating Maureen Dowd pointed out in the Times today:

    It’s also interesting to read the chapter on “Palinmania” and remember how serene Sarah Palin was before she became unhinged by fame and her fixation with her reviews, especially from conspiratorial and gossipy bloggers [CareyGLY??] The same McCain advisers who later turned against Palin were impressed with her at first, when she earned adjectives like unruffled, self-confident, tough-minded and self-assured.

    From Bill Ayers to Reverend Wright, “Sarahcuda” was ready to bite, telling rallies, “The heels are on, the gloves are off.”  But by the end, after Tina Fey, Katie Couric and the shopping spree, Palin had lost confidence. She became erratic. [Just like Evita in Europe!] “During a campaign trip in October to New Hampshire, she balked at sharing the stage with former congressman Jeb Bradley because they differed on abortion and drilling in the Arctic wilderness,” the authors wrote. “That same day, she was reluctant to join Bradley and Senator John Sununu for conversation aboard her campaign bus and had to be coaxed out of the back of the bus to talk to them, according to a McCain adviser.”

    Palin is still obsessed with the blogosphere, which recently lit up with a rumor started by a fellow mavericky Alaskan,  who also no longer has his job — that she and Todd were Splitsville. She sarcastically told Mike Allen of Politico that she loved finding out “what’s goin’ on in my life from the news.” She deserted her post as governor to write her book about the “pioneering spirit,” as she told Allen. The contradiction seems lost on her.

    And, as Talking Points Memo reported on Friday, she put up a demented, fact-free Facebook rant trashing the president’s health care plan: “The America I know and love is not one in which my parents or my baby with Down Syndrome will have to stand in front of Obama’s ‘death panel’ so his bureaucrats can decide, based on a subjective judgment of their ‘level of productivity in society’ whether they are worthy of health care. Such a system is downright evil.”  Do we sometimes drive ’em downright crazy? You betcha!

    So don’t cry for Sarah.  I’m sure we’ll see her on Broadway someday soon!  Maybe she could even test her chops as the witch in Wicked?  Now, on to the weekend photos and video:


    Ryan, Chazz, Claudio, Me, Renea & Matt

     
    Another delicious meal at the C&R Churrascaria…Chazz was content!


    This is the same look he gave Garbo a few months ago!


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  • The Toe Fairy

    Little Andy banged his big toe in the door today, and the toenail was hanging by a thread.  He was crying at dinner, so I told him that when the nail fell off, he should put it under his pillow and the “Toe Fairy” would come overnight.  His parents immediately shot me a “what the hell does the Toe Fairy bring!?” look!  Andy instantly stopped crying and started laughing!  As we said goodbye from the car, he was still talking about the Toe Fairy as the following video will attest:

    “Bye Blog Weaders”

    So the question is, what do you think the Toe Fairy should leave under Andy’s pillow??

    What should the Toe Fairy bring Andy??  (Click “Send Form” to email me your answer!)

    Toe Jam
    Nail Clippers
    Socks
    __________??

    I got to see all of my favorite cousins today!  Jenn brought Cole & Tressa to meet me for lunch.  I haven’t seen them since before I left for Italy:

    Dar joined Lisa, Joel, Andy, Tommy and me for dinner at Pei Wei:

     


    The infamous toe!

    When I got home from Orange County the girls had baked me brownies!

    Last night, we had dinner at The Grove:


    I like the other Abercrombie model better I think!


    ON THE LIGHTER SIDE
    “The Pentagon is concerned that Facebook could pose a security risk to U.S. military personnel. Apparently there’s no telling what al Qaeda could do if it knows what a soldier’s five favorite romantic comedies are.” — Conan O’Brien

  • Divas in the Winery

    Gmail Carey Anthony

    Hotel Vacancy?


    From: Vonda Wed, Jul 29, 2009 at 10:25 PM
    To: Carey Anthony

    So I wrote you a long comment on Xanga, but when I tried to log in, it erased it……story of my life these days!  Hey, I am traveling with the divas (Bianca, her friend Laura from Boston, her friend Whitney from Logan, and Louise, Youenn’s friend Jacques’ daughter from France!  We’re going to the Grand Canyon, then heading toward Hollywood…..for Universal Studios, beaches, the walk of stars, etc.,…..I’m just wondering if there is any chance there is a vacancy at The Hotel Careyfornia……..I wrote it much wittier last time, but I am falling asleep now, so may stop making sense…….

    I’ll talk to you soon, darling….

    vonda


    So, The Hotel Careyfornia has been invaded by the lovely Vonda (sadly, sans Nate) and 4 teenage girls!  And look at what they brought me:

    So now, not only do we have the world famous sign, towels and placemats, we have our own wine!!  Thanks Vonda and Nate.  You’re the best!!

    The girls are really enjoying Hollywood.  Thanks to Dar, they’re hitting Disney tomorrow and then the beach on Thursday before heading up to Yosemite.  The only thing they still want to see is Zak Efron.  LOL

    ON THE LIGHTER SIDE
    “It’s President Obama’s 48th birthday. The president has asked that in lieu of sending a gift, people just make a donation to his favorite charity — General Motors.” — Conan O’Brien