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A Career in Moonlighting

Hello, little darlings!

Since our relationship began in 2008, Habibi and I have had phases in our monogamous relationship where we allow one another to find love outside of the marriage.

No, you freaks, I am not talking about cheating!  I am talking about television, of course!  We are very happily married, thank you very much!  (Be looking for our book to hit shelves at your local Borders.  HAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHA!!!!)

Anyway, in 2009, I introduced Habibi to my all time favorite TV show:  Arrested Development.  We laughed ourselves silly with the Bluth family.  In 2010, we fell in love with agents Mulder and Sculley from The X-Files.  (The truth is out there.  Trust no one.)  As 2011 draws to a close and we all take a moment to reflect back on the year, I am compelled to mention one of our two most recent loves:  Boston Legal.  We are currently in the second season and are thoroughly enjoying our relationships with Alan Shore and DENNY CRANE (to be read aloud - with gusto!).

Now, this is a long intro for a post that has nothing to do with Boston Legal.  However, it was in an episode that we watched last night that I had a revelation:  regardless of what I do in the day, I want to have a moonlighting job on the side.  (Melissa on BL did some "moonlighting" as a night time companion/watcher for Alan, who had night terrors.)  Of course, I don't want to sleep in any bed but my own and I don't want to do anything icky, but wouldn't it be bad ass (and fun, but mainly just bad ass) to have a side gig fighting crime?  Or how about being a mysterious vigilante, upsetting the corrupt powers that be?  Too bad that all the people who do those things in the real world are all such weirdos.  Alas, I will have to settle for "sunlighting" as a secretary who is suffering from a lengthy bout of writer's block (again) on her blog - the one domain over which I supposedly have total control.  Ha.  Ha.  Ha.  (Not.)

As the novelties of blogging and running are beginning to wear off, I am searching for another "new" thing.  Of course, this does NOT mean that I will stop blogging or running by any stretch of the imagination, but I want to find another piece of "new" for my life...glass blowing, playing the piano, inventing a new formula for mixing concrete....  Knowing full well that the novelty of the next new thing will eventually wear off too, I run the risk of developing a disappointing habit.  Eek!

Anyway, that's really all I have to say today.  It's a stretch, but it's all I've got!

Have a fantastic weekend!

Comments

  1. You have two most recent new loves? If BL is one, what is the other? IT BETTER BE RON SWANSON.

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  2. Ummm, DUH! Of course our other new love is P&R.

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