Dateline Alaska: where culture slobs and lesbian vampire killers seek refuge.
I have started a purge diet, just in case Billy Ray Cyrus sees the digital light of my blog and returns my invitation to dinner.
Message to Billy Ray Cyrus – ‘yes we can’ (have sex).
The last house on the left baby, just knock twice.
Todd meanwhile has fallen further into the abyss, and has now become one big jagged river stone of a study in crazy – while singing that Tears for Fears song over and over.
While the house of Palin burns, Todd wants to fight over the snow mobiles – which I’m going nuts with his accumulation of.
I can’t move around the house without bumping into one of the fuckin’ things. Who needs 45 snow mobiles anyway?
Seriously. It’s bad enough he never parted with one he got as a gift — but why did he have to buy more?
I feel like Todd skunked me with those Thai transvestites, so I have to leave him alone until the smell wears off. I guess I’m stuck with them for a while.
In the spirit of a more roomy and prosperous someday I somehow never really articulated – the rotten old amusement park of my political career has been replaced by a world of fame that I have fashioned for myself.
Politco.com reports Palin emerges as Facebook phenom
“With more than 850,000 “friends” following her every statement closely on Facebook, Palin trails only President Barack Obama as the most popular politician on the site”.
Crap-tacular! 850,000 friends!. That’s more friends than I had in high school.
However fleeting, however novel, however made up – the world loves me and my words. What is it with their bizarre fascination with stale news and my ruination of all that was holy in the english language?
These Facebook numbers are music to my eyes – and yet I still have critics.
I’m so over these persikity language types like Tina Fey. Her reign of error must end.
Tina Fey On Sarah Palin’s words
Is it fair that Tina Fey is making more money being Sarah Palin than I am?? (and yet I am strangely drawn to Tina Fey sexually. Go figure)
Welcome to my murky world of being a pop culture icon (murky because I haven’t figured out how to make money from it yet)
Speaking of money, e-mail me if you want a snow mobile……………. (not you Todd)
Yours, while putting the pop back into popular.
Sarah
p.s. Where does the sun go when it sets each day?
Check out my new website – it has an IQ equal to room temparature: The Sarah Palin Experience
