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This week in WTF: Candace Bushnell goes ape$hit on NPR

Candace Bushnell, creator of the Sex and the City column and a bunch of other chicklit, NYC, shoe-obsessed stories was on "On Point" today and for no apparent reason was a complete and total bi-atch. I mean, I LOVE SATC so very very very much but, I love the show. I read "Trading Up" and "Four Blondes" for the plot, which was interesting, but definitely NOT for the writing. She almost compared herself to Flaubert and I thought I heard literary ghost howling with laughter at the mere suggestion. (To paraphrase a political line, "I know Flaubert. Flaubert was a good friend of mine. You, Candace Bushnell, are no Flaubert.") She talks about interesting stuff, but it takes other people, like Sarah Jessica Parker and Michael Patrick King, to give her writing its social relevance.

Anyway, for whatever reason [cocaine?] she just went off on poor old heart attack survivor Tom Ashbrook of On Point today. I didn't get why she was so ornery until I started thinking about New York socialites and why they'd be so awful on a Thursday morning: reasonable answer is definitely drugs, but that's just a guess. I simply can't imagine why anyone would be screaming about anything on NPR. It's National Public Radio for heaven's sake. Leave the loony ranting and raving to talk radio.

Listen to the cantankerous, contentious-for-no-reason interview at this link:

http://www.onpointradio.org/shows/2008/10/candace-and-the-city/

Special Report: Dead & Abandoned Theoretical Babies All Over West Roxbury

So, yesterday I took a walk around town and was stopped in my tracks because along Centre St (West Roxbury's main street) I almost stepped on a smashed white egg. I walked around it and wondered why it was there. Then there was ANOTHER egg, abandoned on a bench outside of CVS. This one was brown. A few paces down the road and I spotted a third smashed brown egg. I was wondering what all this peculiarity was about & then I remembered the episode of the retro 90210 Rene was watching before the debate on Tuesday. Some of the characters had to carry around these eerily real looking fake babies. That's when it hit me: the 8th graders at the charter school around the corner from the library were probably learning about how important it was to wrap it up, unlike those sluts up in Gloucester, and so they got their theoretical baby eggs. What I had witnessed around the CVS and the library were a bunch of FAILURE grades in health class, is what that was.

He's So Dreamy - in that awkward dorky way

Here's my new phantom husband on the Colbert Report last night. He says he wore the purple tie to be politically neutral but really it was his coded way of saying how much he loves me, since purple is my favourite color. It was like Carol Burnett's ear tug to say hi to her mom or whatnot.

Anyway, the clip:



Isn't he adorable? All shifty and nervous but still manages to be funny and smart...Hmm...Ah love.

After the Debate the Obamas Are Super Awesome

Read this link from Wonkette.com. It's all about what happened AFTER last night's debate. Here's what didn't happen: McCain did not stay to talk to the people.

Best quote from the entry, "The debate may have been a bore, but what happened afterward was extremely telling."