Life in the last lane.
I was lying on the couch, last night, and thought Anne Heche had entered my body. Then I had an urge to vomit. Which I did for a while. I ain't puked that bad since the day I ate my afterbirth. True story. Except the last part.
It is a shame about Anne Heche. I heard she was brain-dead and then not much after that. I heard no reports of why her car ran into a house. But, she did have strange issues. I've posted about her before.
Was it issues or was it something else? She was, in fact, working on a film about Jeffrey Epstein - the paedophile who ruled the world and then was suicided mysteriously. And her last film was with Alec Baldwin, who didn't pull a trigger. Always sad and entertaining, these people.
I have to rest, more. My dog has acted up again. I need to give him another wag.
It is a shame about Anne Heche. I heard she was brain-dead and then not much after that. I heard no reports of why her car ran into a house. But, she did have strange issues. I've posted about her before.
Was it issues or was it something else? She was, in fact, working on a film about Jeffrey Epstein - the paedophile who ruled the world and then was suicided mysteriously. And her last film was with Alec Baldwin, who didn't pull a trigger. Always sad and entertaining, these people.
I have to rest, more. My dog has acted up again. I need to give him another wag.