UPDATE: I just read on CNN that Gale was seriously injured in a motorcycle accident on Tuesday night.  They’re reporting that he has a fractured shoulder and swelling of his brain, but that he is (thankfully) expected to recover.  My thoughts and prayers go out to Gale and his family, and I wish him a speedy recovery.

And now I must obsess that my posting about Gale somehow caused him to–oh, I don’t know–ALMOST DIE.  In psychiatry, this line of reasoning is called “magical thinking.”  But a psychiatrist also tried to tell me that the unicorns frolicking in my backyard were deer, so what do psychiatrists know? (Because they were SO unicorns.)   

To make up for posting about Sarah Palin, I’m putting up some pictures of my main imaginary boyfriend, Gale Harold.

Gale is the newest cast member of Desperate Housewives, which–if you’re not already a DH fan–means you should start watching it immediately.  And if you’re over the age of 18, I highly recommend ordering Queer as Folk , the Showtime series that first put Gale on the map.  His indie films Particles of Truth and The Unseen are also very well done, if you’re in more of a movie-mood.

Again, my apologies for posting about the female George Bush Sarah Palin.  It won’t happen again.  Unless she does/says something incredibly stupid before the election.  Which is extremely likely.  Actually, make that 100% certain.  So you probably will see her on here again.  Oh, boy.  I can’t wait.

Sarah Palin.  I am so sick of hearing about her that it actually pained me to type her name just now.  Her five kids with their stupid names (Track, anyone?), her moosehunting (never, ever trust a woman who claims to “love” to hunt/fish/insert other guy activity here), her rimless Kawasaki custom-made eyeglasses (isn’t Kawasaki a motorcycle?).

I wish she would just go back to Alaska, seal herself in an igloo, and never come out again.  Really, I do.

Now, my mother, on the other hand–she thinks SP should be, not the vice-president but the PRESIDENT of the United States.  She loves her.  Can’t get enough of her.  Thinks she’s the best thing since the Chi flat iron.  Which as those of you who have experienced the magical joy of a Chi iron know, is a HUGE compliment. 

We’ve agreed to disagree since my mother is clearly delusional that’s the adult thing to do.

All that being said, there is one good thing about Sarah Palin.  Her name is Tina Fey.  (SNL is funny again!! Yay!)

 In other news, we went to see Beverly Hills Chihuahua over the weekend.  I know, I know.  But how can you resist this?

Can you say totally adorable?

And I’m almost embarassed to admit this, but the guy in BHC is kind of cute too.

Hmmmn, do I have a new boyfriend?

I’m writing this blog on my new Dell computer because, as it turns out, Best Buy sort of stinks.  Curse them and their no interest/same as cash credit card that keeps luring me in there.  But we won’t talk about that.  Let’s talk about how the economy/Wall Street/the whole country is basically falling apart and brainstorm different solutions to improve the situation.

Ha-ha.  I crack myself up. 

Why on earth would I waste a blog writing about such trivial matters when there is stuff that, like, actually matters going on?  Like–OMG HAVE YOU SEEN MILEY CYRUS’ BOYFRIEND??  In case you haven’t, here is a photo:

Yeah, apparently he’s an UNDERWEAR MODEL.  He probably has a name or something, but I have no idea what it is.  We’ll call him . . . Dylan.  Yeah, that’s good.  He looks like a Dylan.  Or maybe a Tristan.  I guess I should google him.

 Okay, I was way off–his name is Justin.  Did I mention that he’s an underwear model?  And that he looks exactly like the kind of guys I dated when I was fifteen years old? Yeah . . . exactly.

But seriously, Miley, if you’re dating an underwear model when you’re 15–where do you go from here?  I’m worried that you won’t have anything else to aspire to.

Forget global warming and all that stuff; These are the kinds of issues Obama and McCain need to be worried about.

On a completely unrelated note, I just finished reading Melissa Marr’s book, Wicked Lovely and it is SO GREAT.  If you haven’t read it, you should totally go buy it.  And it has the most beautiful cover. 

See?  Isn’t it awesome?  And now I totally want to be like, an urban fairy for Halloween.