Larry, hope you enjoy your dinner w/Chris
It will be good to get past my depression and rage of the past couple of weeks and laugh about the idiocy of existence.
Speaking of idiocy, the worst part of working at home is the fact that I get caught up in the totally pathetic writing of the soaps, and I am fascimated by the current BIG PLOT on THE BOLD AND THE BEAUTIFUL: graduating high school virgin has a masquerade graduation party and her mother, who whispers every line as taught in Film Acting 101, shows up in the same mask wearing a necklace of her daughter's. The daughter's boyfriend, who looks nothing like her badly facelifted father physically, picks up the mother at the party, waltzes her off to the terrace and plays hide the sausage with her. So, now the girl is upset that her slutty mother banged her boyfriend, the whispering mother claims she didn't know, the boyfriend claims he thought it was the daughter, and we've had three weeks of these fools feeling sorry for themselves and reliving this plot daily. Clearly there was no foreplay since you can't do much makeout in the stupid masks they we wearing, the mother seemed completely unaware the bumbling young man had none of her cosmetically challenged husband's sexual technique, and the young man clearly wasn't much concerned he was supposedly with a young virgin. The complete logistics of this moronic scenario fascinate me!
