By bats | May 23, 2009 - 11:09 am
Posted in Category: Trust Me, I'm a Doctor

“I’m out of it for a little while, and everyone gets delusions of boredom.”

So, I’m at a computer trade show in Las Vegas for five days (well, my husband is…I tag along for the buffets), and Nothing Happens. Sure, there’s poison being dumped in LoFo, an arranged marriage to be, um, arranged in Santa Royale, a nice chicken to be baked at Spencer Farms (hopefully, that won’t be the only thing to be baked, but I digress), and NO SIGN OF JUNE IN HER BIKINI!

What the deuce?!  Instead, Rex and Dr. Gomez have spent five days (six, if you count Saturday) sitting and talking! THIS is a cruise?

To be honest, however, it takes two mashups and a lot of sophomoric humor to fit in all the great, earnest expressions.  And just how sad it that?

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