Acts Of Derring-Doo-Doo

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Hear that? It's the collective exhale heaved by all NYC parents, announcing the conclusion of our epic 11 day "Spring break." 

Why do we wish other parents a "good break" anyway? The sentiment is sweet on the surface, but unless you're among those who can spend that week-plus luxuriating your yoga-toned ass in a resort chaise, casually flipping through the latest issue of OK while your offspring asserts themselves at some distant craft table well out of your earshot, there's no "break" involved whatsoever. 

Anywhoodle...

Things I've Decided I Really Don't Give A Flying Fuck About

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Obama's Birth Certificate 

What an atypical Tea Party-induced plate-spin. To think of the good that could've been done with each second they spent clogging our pars triangulis' with this bullshit. I'll never get those synapses back, assholes.  Thanks for wasting so much of my fucking time. 

The Royal Wedding 

Sorry afficionados of pageantry and fluff, but this event appeals to me just about as much as watching sports. 

I'll give the native Brits a pass, because this kind of event has a tendency to spark patriotism, but the vested interest Americans are taking in these nuptials kind of confuses me.

Are you going to get to sport a four-digit dollar dress and lick the frosting off that $80,000 cake? Nah, me neither. So why do we care? Does our interest in this $34M affair infer we're an orphaned nation because we lack royalty? 

GULP...are we possessed with Queen-is envy?

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This day would not be complete were I to deny you the intrinsic beauty that is...

The Stereotype Song


Duran-Squared Springs Eternal

For those of you who find STILL themselves utterly mesmerized by the boyish, chagrined charm of John Taylor - city miles and slightly receding hairline be damned - I bring you this hilarious parody of your life, courtesy of my pal Jen:


We middle-aged folks are all somewhat guilty of clinging doggedly to the bad old, good old days of rainbow toe socks and Moog synths, aren't we?

Finally, a hearty congrats to Alison Lowenstein for being quickest on the trigger finger and scoring herself some sweet Peter Thomas Roth Un-Wrinkle products!

Until next week....

xo

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Love, love love this site. This site may have a new look but it's still the great mad mom and A Hag Supreme we know and love! keep us laughing and informed! Can't wait for next week...

100 percent agree re obama!!

Love this! And the new look - awesome.

I am SO with you on not caring a bit about the Royal Wedding! House of Winds-BORE, anyone?

The Duran Duran parody was hysterical, if uncomfortable. Thanks to the wonders of music videos on youtube (and NO thanks to useless MTV), we can all stay 14 forever!

Love the site. You crack me up. I'm also glad that I won the skincare products. I hope they make me look so young, that I will start getting carded again!

this new site rocks - and your writings are addictive! keep it comin'!!!

Okay, Viv, you are killing it!!!!! Love the videos especially the awkward hand gestures from the lady when she repeats "gratitude" as if to mimic the Duran Duran high hand job to come. Love it!!!!! You said Moog synths. Genius!

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