Archive for November, 2005
Maya lays down the law
Mickey looks longingly at yet another pair of Prada shoes.
Maya: If you buy those shoes, I’m going to kill you.
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Mickey and Maya leave the store.
No commentsMurder One
If I was ever to be on trial for murder (and I was innocent, Mickey adds) I’d trust only Teddy Hoffman to represent me. Not only is he brilliant, incisive, high-principled, incorruptible and absolutely lethal in the courtroom, he’s got a stare that makes the blood run cold, and he sings standards in his spare time.
I’d even trust him to get forensic evidence against me thrown out. Because as everyone except those CSI detectives knows, forensic evidence is not infallible.
On the other hand, don’t ever trust this man to be your psychiatrist. After conspiring with Richard Cross to ruin Neil Avedon’s life, he moved north to San Francisco where he’s now screwing around with Adrian Monk’s head.
1 commentOh sweet, delicious irony
A Greenpeace boat runs into coral reefs in the Philippines.
No commentsThings named Mickey and Maya
1. Two dogs owned by someone at Northwestern University’s Physics and Astronomy Department.
2. Ears on a calendar (3:00 position) at the Disney Coronado Springs resort.
3. The children’s play area at a Mexican beach resort.
4. A lawyer and a beautiful young woman (me likey) on this soap opera.
5. A design company and its CEO.
6. Close enough?
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