Happy Thanksgiving from the Lady Bromance!
Now, to be clear, I think T and I are absolutely the stuff of legends - and legends, obviously, are inimitable bamfs (no one scarfs down corn dogs quite like us, and Sonny and Cher don't even come remotely close to our singing duo chemistry [though, admittedly, most of the time we're singing gloriously off-key … Continue reading Why We’re Basically Daria Morgendorffer and Jane Lane
Every now and then Jayne and I text each other with some kind of terrible, self-diagnosed condition. It's always out of the blue like, "Someone sneezed near me and I'm sure I now have the Avian flu," or "I know I caught my coworker's stupidity," or "I think I'm going bald." We know it's … Continue reading The Boos Deal with Hypochondria
As boo-mates, T and I share a love of an infinite number of things. We love songs in which men wail mournfully about losing their one true love; we love getting four orders of imperial rolls to take home and share from our favorite Vietnamese restaurant even though leaving them somewhere in the backseat of … Continue reading For Love and Meatloaf