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I’m Kind of Embarrassed to Admit This

So like I said on Wednesday, it gets worse.  Except this part is more embarrassing than anything else, and I’m the one who’s embarrassed. Little-Miss-Junior-Frappucino’s mother is all excited about the new Star Wars movies.  She’s never seen Star Wars, and she knows nothing about Star Wars, but she’d like to take Junior Frappucino and her brother to see them, provided that the films are age appropriate. (I’m not sure when age appropriateness became such a huge concern of hers, seeing as Junior Frap is waddling around in Disney Princess stripper shoes, but far be it from me…) She begins polling various coffee shop patrons about their thoughts.  She polls the baristas too and my friend Rich the dog walker. “Are they good?” she asks. Of course they’re good, I find myself thinking.  Why do you think Disney just bought the rights to the last three? “They’re great,” Rich the dog walker replies.  “Except for the prequels.  But Lucas has given up ownership on the last three so there’s a chance they’ll actually be decent. …

Must Do Lifts

I’m late. After a weekend in upstate New York, a sixteen-hour work day and the launch of the Philly Tap Jam, I came home to discover that I’d missed something rather important: this morning’s blog post. (What? Did you think I was pregnant? Perish the thought! Contrary to popular belief, Date #6 and I did not sleep together. As such, it would seem that we’ll be able to remain friends, and I certainly hope we will because we’re slotted to go to a hockey game together on Thursday night and I don’t know enough about hockey to feign an interest in the score.) Getting back to this weekend, the entire Richter clan headed up to Poughkeepsie for the wedding of a family friend who, oddly enough, met her new husband online. (MySpace, granted, as opposed to Match.com, but still…) I’d been starting to feel pretty dejected about my own marital prospects (it’s been almost two years since I’ve had a proper boyfriend) and figured that eventually I’d have to settle for some half-witted, dual left-footed …