Seconded. No matter how cleverly it’s written — and it often is — This Week In Tabloids is largely about incredibly dull and non-endearing human beings who happen to be the modern-day equivalent of celebrities. The bar has never been set so low.
Seconded. No matter how cleverly it’s written — and it often is — This Week In Tabloids is largely about incredibly dull and non-endearing human beings who happen to be the modern-day equivalent of celebrities. The bar has never been set so low.
I wasn’t about to correct Bobby but I’m pretty sure it’d be écrivaine.
Apologies for being a source of confusion: the woman in the image I posted is well-known Irish writer, Marian Keyes — whom I was paraphrasing — not Sister Stanislaus Kennedy. Yet, while Marian Keyes and Debbie Travis are both celebrities in their own right, you have got me wondering if they’ve ever met or even been in…
I’d never thought of it but now that you mention it...... yeah, there’s definitely a resemblance. Plus, they’re both aging beautifully and, come to think of it, are probably close in age, give or take a few years in the early- to mid-50s range.
Though not the most devoted fan of her books, I certainly appreciate Marian Keyes’s writing style and thoroughly understand her consistent popularity: it’s like a very smart brand of “chick-lit”, with plenty of heart, soul and humour. In fact, she once revealed that Maeve Binchy had been her biggest role model when…
I’m so glad that Sister Stanislaus Kennedy plus other liberal-minded nuns and priests are making their voting intentions publicly known prior to the May 22nd same-sex marriage referendum. Surely, they are helping change hearts and minds — the non-given would be by how much — so they deserve a lot of credit for…
Yep, it looked like a lovely event, all around, and here’s to Friday weddings!
Here’s hoping this means that Salma Hayek’s back in Jezebel’s good books as a voice for women’s rights and gender equality. Where she belongs.
That’s a great — and cute! — way of putting it. She’s a very sweet-looking little girl (not little for much longer, I know, but “young lady” just seems a bit old for a 9-year-old, however fancy the occasion).
Seconded. B.B. King’s passing deserves so much more than a bullet point in a gossip round-up column.
Ooh, I’m loving that swipe at Jason Kenney.
Love it! (I can see the full image in my notifications but in this comment section it’s showing up as a link).
She did venture down to the United States to try to ambush Sarah Palin at one of her book signings but security — either hers or Borders’ — was none too pleased. Not one of Marg’s best efforts but still funny, though.
It’s as obscure as a TV show can be, when it is not aired anywhere on any major network in the USA.
I love it when Canadian politicians are smart and savvy enough to play along with Marg but I love it even more, schadenfreude-wise, when some self-important Grumpy Gus refuses to cooperate with a Marg ambush. (Yeah, I’m looking at you, Rob Ford).
Touché. I’ve never heard the United States referred to as “Canada’s underpants” before but it’s damn funny.
The sentimental soul in me says Canadian Tire money but my more calculating side says: gimme all the Shoppers’ Drug Mart Optimum points. Such a dilemma. I’ll try to get that sorted.
While it remains to be seen how closely Lorne Michaels would be following Canadian television these days, the fact remains that This Hour Has 22 Minutes is not an obscure comedy show on some obscure cable channel. It’s a long-running CBC programme that, love it or leave it — Conservatives tend to loathe it — is a…