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07 September 2007

Tell me about your made-up plans for the weekend →[More:]Tonight, I will be attending several NYC Fashion Week parties with all the hoi-paloi. Then, red-eye on private jet to Paris. Saturday, shopping spree in Paris, followed by amazing 12 course French dinner, than jet to Bahamas. Sunday, lay in a hammock on the beach all day. Eat lots of fresh mango and such.

What about you?

post by: ThePinkSuperhero at: 15:16 | 33 comments

Shopping at Max Mara, followed up by dinner in Paris with someone dreamy and then returning to my newly renovated vintage penthouse on the Drive to resume work on my latest public policy treatise.

posted by crush-onastick 07 September | 15:18

I just took a short break from sex with George Clooney to post this.

posted by essexjan 07 September | 15:25

Going to Coney Island for the meet-up.

posted by Lola_G 07 September | 15:25

Fishin' from a canoe in my private lake in Northern Maine. Spending the evenings on the porch, listening to the Red Sox on the radio. Pancakes and maple syrup (naturally!) and strong black coffee for breakfast. Hammock naps in the afternoons.

posted by Joe Invisible 07 September | 15:26

I just took a short break from sex with George Clooney to post this.

posted by Hellbient 07 September | 15:34

Whoa - jinx, EJ! So that's what was going on on the other side of him. Didn't see you there.

posted by Hellbient 07 September | 15:35

Well, I'll be served a delightful meal on the lake-side deck of a beeee-yutiful cottage on a quiet northern lake. I think this meal will involve some fire-grilled chicken, and I dunno, other good stuff.

Later this evening, I'll be checking out the Arctic Monkeys opening for the 1979 version of The Clash. Then, tomorrow, after a day spent playing squash and canoing, I'll see the Weakerthans open for Bob Dylan backed by the band, BEFORE Levon quit the tour.

I'm sure there will be some hot sex with smart supermodels in there somewhere too.

Talk to you guys Monday!

posted by richat 07 September | 15:36

I just took a short break from sex with George Clooney to post this:

After countless emails dogging her, Britney relented and has agreed to let me be her stylist for her opening number at the VMAs on Sunday night. She wanted to go with a sexy, slutty, Vegas showgirl/prostitute look, but I said no, no......you have two small children; people will expect you to set a good example. I want you to dress like a early 20th century American prarie schoolmarm - a floor length corduroy jumper with a long sleeved turtleneck underneath, extensions styled into a matronly bun with a couple of pencils stuck in it, maybe some reading glasses. It will be so hot. She's still mulling it over. Tune in Sunday evening to see who wins!

OMG sorry EJ! That was my knee. I totally did not see you there.

posted by iconomy 07 September | 15:37

Boy, George Clooney is one busy guy.

posted by ThePinkSuperhero 07 September | 15:44

I just took a short break from sex with taz to post this:

girls! girls! You're both pretty! (You, too, hellbient.)

posted by george clooney 07 September | 15:45

Hee hee. You guys have fun with Boy George. My fantasy weekend is sleeping and reading and watching the football, not much of which I will get to do. At all. So stressed.

posted by rainbaby 07 September | 15:48

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posted by Hellbient 07 September | 15:51

Oh hi, George! Now's probably not a good time to tell you this but I'm pregnant and I think you're the baby daddy. It's either you or this guy.

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posted by iconomy 07 September | 15:52

I can relate, rainbaby. At this point, my fantasy weekend includes sleeping late, taking a long walk and maybe listening to some records.

posted by box 07 September | 15:53

Meh, I turned Clooney down. He was heartbroken, but so it goes, you know?

I'm hanging out in the glorious garden of my house, a perfect blend of Craftsman goodness and modern chic. Friends will come by, all my favourite people-- an astonishing feat, seeing as they are on several different continents-- and we will have a lovely dinner together on the patio. Later, there will be lying in the hammock as dusk falls, literary conversation, and fine wine. A bit later than that, after my friends head home, a certain rockstar comes by, and then... well, nobody's business but ours, you know?

posted by jokeefe 07 September | 15:58

I'll have what hellbient's having.

posted by essexjan 07 September | 15:59

Not me, Miss Ico-Handcuffs; I distinctly remember using a French envelope. (I think it was addressed to "Proust" - isn't that a well-known birth control device?)

posted by george clooney 07 September | 15:59

EJ - shall we trade spots or just turn him over?

posted by Hellbient 07 September | 16:25

Let's put his head where his feet were.

posted by essexjan 07 September | 16:32

Let's put his head where his feet were.
My, he's a bendy Clooney...

posted by Hellbient 07 September | 16:41

I was planning to have sex with George Clooney, but I think he'll be too tired.

posted by theora55 07 September | 16:47

I had a dream last night that my hairdresser had a magic wand. (I've been thinking about what a magic wand really could and couldn't do, and I made an appointment with my hairdresser yesterday, so you can see where this came from.)

In the dream, I asked her if she could use the wand to just "tone me up a little". "Make my stomach a little flatter," I said. "And give me more of an ass. In fact, just make me all voluptuous but toned." She said okay, and said "This may smart a bit when your boobs expand."

She waved a wand over me and I felt round places grow rounder and un-toned places grow toned. I patted my stomach and said "Perfect! Wow, this is great!"

Then I woke up.

So, this weekend I'm going to find a magic wand that can fix broken things, make things, clean and cook things, and make my stomach toned.

posted by Specklet 07 September | 17:11

This weekend, I'm going to crush George Clooney, see him driven before me, and hear the lamentations of the women.

posted by ROU Xenophobe 07 September | 17:24

Saturday evening, I'm attending the CD pre-release party for the new McCoy Tyner CD, Quartet. Sunday, on the way home, I'm stopping in Atlanta, for the world's best ribs.

posted by paulsc 07 September | 17:39

Specklet, please pass the wand my way when you're through.

I actually had a pretty dreamy night planned for this evening. A free outdoor showing of Casablanca with a cash bar. We may still go if I can muster up the energy. I don't know if I can take one more night out this week. I'm running out of steam and cute clothes.

My made-up weekend plans: I'd like to go someplace cool. A charming little bed and breakfast in New England sounds nice. Hiking and homemade breakfasts and massages by day. Reading and tea by night. (I was going to say, first class to Las Vegas baby! But at the moment, it sounds too exhausting.)

posted by LoriFLA 07 September | 17:46

I guess I'll be taking a break from banging George Clooney.

posted by fluffy battle kitten 07 September | 18:23

i've had some wonderful dreams lately and i think it's been to compensate for waking misery, having unconscious hours in the fragrant haze of genial yet monstrously large parties where all is well and good and fine, there are harmonious moments of group cheer and huzzahs and easy means to sneak off with Tony Head and a guitar or an ocean view terrace of some palazzo with trailing trains that don't snag and wanded masks that are never cumbersome, glittering arrays of the most esteemed and pleasant company, trays of delicacies easily at hand-- all is of a comfort that can be inhaled and invigorate with every breath, the beauty exhumed floats and casacdes like the finest ground holographic confetti--
and waking isn't a painful expulsion or a lucky escape, but the sigh of a retracting kiss.

My plan for the weekend is to be slightly less miserable so that the lords of balance don't find me so pitiful they have to compensate so obviously.

Maybe i'll think of something later but the damn miracle ointment didn't work worth a damn.

posted by ethylene 07 September | 18:40

I just took a break from killing George Clooney to post this. (Sorry about the blood, hellbient and jan.)

posted by jonmc 07 September | 18:51

Oh yeah, pinky, this should interest you: today me and my right-hand man Johnny Red (He has red hair, I'm Johnny Black, we're the Whiskey Boys) were told by the annoyingly unsweaty office lady to round up 30 feet of hardcover dollar books off our carts. After we delivered them to the shipping department, we were told that tehy were for a set in Sex In The City: The Movie.

I still hate that show on false advertising grounds. The city bears no resemblance to the New York I live in. Nobody I know makes that much money, has that glamorous a life or gets laid that much.

posted by jonmc 07 September | 19:44

I'm sorry I'm late to the party: I was exploring Mars with Rasputin this evening, and we ended up stopping off at a cafe for some delicious penguin fondue.

In the morning, I'm off to the Marshmallow Kingdom, where I will be hang gliding with a troop of professional raspberries. It's amazing what these guys can do -- they're actually teaching me how to flamethrow and swallow swords while we're on our gliders.

I'm dreading Saturday night, though. I have to babysit for both Prince Harry and Prince William. The last time I went to Balmoral the little tykes tied me up and ... well, maybe it's best if I keep some of the more prurient details to myself.

Anyway, on Sunday we're going to our villa in Atlantis. I'm really looking forward to doing the place up. We're tearing down all the gingerbread and candy canes (honestly, I don't know what the previous owners were thinking!) and instead we'll be covering the entire exterior of the house with lifesize kitten replicas in various poses.

Right, so I'd best get to bed. It's so late already, and if I don't get some sleep I'll be off my game for the hang gliding.

posted by brina 08 September | 02:32

I was exploring Mars with Rasputin this evening

He's Russia's greatest love machine, you know. A wise choice.

posted by ROU Xenophobe 08 September | 10:13

After we delivered them to the shipping department, we were told that tehy were for a set in Sex In The City: The Movie.

Wow, so I guess they're wasting no time in shooting! Good thing, those ladies aren't getting any younger.

I loved the show, but I have no desire to see the story continued in movie form. That said, I'm sure I'll see it at some point.

posted by ThePinkSuperhero 08 September | 10:27

After a morning of tantric sex with George Clooney's lifeless body, the rest of my day is free.

posted by BitterOldPunk 08 September | 22:46

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