Friday, May 19, 2006
When the stars make you drool like a pasta fagiole
Oh, I know what'll make me feel better. It's Haircut Day! If you're wondering why we're not synched up anymore, I've gone to three week intervals. Nothing to do with the coiffure, the change was purely for psychological reasons. Oh, and meat. Meat will make me feel better. We must find solace where we can, people. There's no one more deserving of the Friday honors than this big, juicy meatball:It's Friday. He's Bobby Cannavale. Forks up. Mmmmm, now that's a meal, right? And you're not finished until you've sopped up every last drop with a biscuit. If you watched the Will and Grace finale last night, you know that Bobby's character, Vince, figured prominently. I know a lot of you abandoned that show years ago, but I'll miss it dearly. Even though it's waned recently, they still managed to fire off a few lines every episode that had me chortling. Or at least barking a "Ha!". Anyway, as if Bobby's looks are not enough (and they are...they so totally are), he's also played fetchingly gay on a number of occasions. I'm easily, pathetically charmed by that. Oh, and he's had at least two roles in uniform, paramedic and cop. You know, just a lil' FYI because I hear there are those who find that interesting and I'm here for you.