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Happy Birthday, F-train!

Thursday, May 27th, 2010 by Dawn Summers

I don’t want to hear the ends of any sentences.


Monday, June 15th, 2009 by Dawn Summers

Pearatty: Here are some photos of me and Karol hanging out this weekend that you might enjoy.

Public service announcement regarding Doris:

(Editor’s note: the management of the I Had outs and Clareified blogs would like to thank KJ for inventing stories about how he’s moving to Buffalo because he felt the need to protect the integrity of our writers. We would like it publicly known that he is just moving to Long Island. The Buffalo comments were, like the city’s football team, just jokes. (Ohh, buuurrnn. You leave my Tom Brady’s knees alone or you’ll get more of the same, Mr. You-know-who-you-are!) We would also like to assure KJ that the writers of IHO and Clareified continue not to have any integrity despite his best efforts.)


Marching marching marching marching

Saturday, March 1st, 2008 by Dawn Summers

Happy March!

Rabbit rabbit rabbit.

May it be better than February.

Cleaning out my closet…er…WordPress account

Saturday, July 7th, 2007 by Dawn Summers

Here’s a smattering of the unfinished posts sitting in my drafts folder for the past year…

Drobbski comes to town

Had lunch with sometime and hopefully future guestblogger, Drobbski. He is one of my favorite out of town guests because when I giddily say “yes, I’m free for lunch! How about T.G.I.Friday’s?” he says “ok!” Unlike Rick Blaine, who sticks his finger down his throat and makes unappealing gagging sounds. And then pleads to my sense of humanity.


Happy Birthday, Dawn Love, Broadway
NEW YORK (AP) — “Tarzan” will take its last swing through the Broadway jungle on July 8. The lavish Disney stage version of its 1999 animated film will close after 486 performances and 35 previews, Thomas Schumacher, head of Disney Theatrical Productions, announced Friday.

“I am disappointed that the Broadway production of `Tarzan’ will close earlier than any of us had hoped, and I would have loved for it to have been as successful in New York as it now is in Holland,” Schumacher said.
The good, the bad and the rest
Every year I do a roundup of television premieres, I’ve never attempted a roundup of television finales…until now.

The best season finale has to go to Smallville. Or Desperate Housewives.

No Smallville.
No Desperate Housewives.
Less Filling!

Okay, okay…stop fighting guys, it’s a tie.

Smallville, this is really the little show that could. I adored it the first two seasons — nothing spectacular, but Chloe Sullivan always reminded me of myself — what an odd turn of phrase, if I had a therapist, they’d have a field day with that one — plus, the cast was very pretty AND they had a black guy. What more could you want? Plus, these were the days when the WB could do no wrong.
Then, it started to stink up the joint and became one of the few shows that I actually managed to stop watching. But last year it was back with a vengeance and this year continued that impressive slate of writing and action scenes, even though Lois is horribly miscast and I want to beat her to death with my fists.
In the season ender we finally find out what Chloe’s powers are and given her role as the heart of all the relationships, well it is a fitting one.
That Lana gets blowed up…again, actually works this time. And not one, but two Clarks?! Wooo. I mean…how bizarre.

Funny Story

An old friend asked me for relationship advice. And then she took it. And then it didn’t work out. And then she was all ‘why the hell did I listen to you?
All I ever wanted
“It’s like you don’t expect anything from anyone anymore,” Karol said to me at some point during the weekend. She had a puzzled look on her face and her sentence dripped with a disapproving tone.
I didn’t answer her at first, but after I thought on it for a bit I nodded my head.
“Yeah, that’s exactly right. I don’t.” Except I was smiling, this was a good thing.
She her shook her head and went back to playing cards.
I was on vacation. Vacation is Atlantic City, mind you, but vacation nonetheless.
I didn’t have it in me to waste time off from the office, trying to bend people to my will or handle the inevitable disappoint that comes from planning evenings with degenerate gamblers.
I’d already learned that lesson on Friday morning.

Something to make the time creep just a little bit faster

My favorite Simpsons episode is Mountain of Madness.

I just love the randomness of it all from start to finish…and there are so many great lines:

Homer: You know, Mr. Burns, you’re the richest guy I know. Way richer
than Lenny.
Burns: Oh yes. But I’d trade it all for a little more.

What’s yours?
On race and football
I don’t like that Tostitos is playing on my racism to sell chips.
I Love Dawn Summers by guest blogger Drobbski

For the record, Dawn Summers rocks. I hadn’t actually seen her in a long long long long long time. There’s just something great about good friends who, after not seeing each other for years, fall back into conversation as if no time has passed at all.