Midnight Oil

As I approach the one week mark till my show date, I've been logging in some very late nights, burning the midnight oil.  My sewing machine has been working overtime and now he's demanding workman's comp (yes, it's a "he").  I said, "No."  I'm a difficult boss.

Burning the Midnight Oil

It's hard to believe with the hundreds of channels available in this day and age, there is nothing on TV late at night besides a variety of infomercials, horrible reality shows and chances are, Ghost, Forrest Gump or Pretty Woman is on at least one channel.  Everything else is Poker.  I cannot understand how people can watch that.  Ten times more boring than golf.  It's like watching paint dry with the annoying clanking of the chips in the background.  Luckily, I've stumbled across some episodes of Laverne & Shirley and Happy Days which keep me company and they also give me a bit of a nostalgic feeling. 


But, I felt the need to share two cheesy commercials that I see every night.  They win the award of the year for the most ridiculous products...

Pajama Jeans (say that three times fast!) -- ICK!  These are like Indigo "Juicy" jog suits with topstitching detail.  I'm not sure if Jennine of Eat, Sleep, Denim is aware of these beauties yet, although I would hardly classify them as jeans or denim of any kind. 

Did you guys call?  Order before it's too late!!

Style snaps are actually plastic adhesive parts that you stick to your clothes to adjust them (lengthwise, or to keep a cleavage popping shirt secure!).  Um... yeah, that's exactly what I want.  Plastic snaps attached to my clothes.  Gee, I bet nobody would notice.  So chic!

The Real King of Late Night

OK, I’m just gonna say it – I’m in love with Craig Ferguson! I’ve been quietly crushing on him since his Drew Carey days when he played the adorably offensive, Mr. Wick. Now, as the host of The Late Late Show, (isn’t CBS creative with their titles?) Fergie does the best opening monologue of all his peers. No question. The Scottish born comedian, actor and writer actually began his career as a drummer in a punk band. Those who know me know this is one of my requirements to date someone. I also prefer my guys to be tall, dark and funny as hell! Let’s see… check, check and check! Batting a thousand here. Yep, the perfect man – except the married part. But, Craig still gets my vote for the King of Late Night. Who needs Carson Daly or Jimmy Fallon anyway? No, I really mean that. Those guys are awful!

And he's not afraid to take fahion risks!