I’m having a day. This kind of day*:
I blame my mortgage company. The story isn’t very good, so I’m not going to tell it to you. But seeing as how I have to go make a happy ending (oh shut it you pervs), I suddenly don’t have time to tell you that I recently discovered they make Spanx for men. And they don’t call them Manx. Frankly I can’t decide which of those facts is more appalling.
I did have time to write a Sprocket Piece though. Poor (and by “poor” I really mean “ridiculously wealthy and revered so don’t feel THAT bad for her”) Julie Taymor and the Spider-Man musical are getting trashed in an entirely new musical. Yay for catty, creative people!
*Thanks for the most perfect graphic ever, Deb!