and here's a quick update.
How far off the rails must Burt Reynolds's life have gone for him to decide to go to rehab at 73? Ride that fucker out, Burt. You're almost dead! The best part is that just yesterday these two guys on one of my flights were telling me how they have a really wealthy friend who has a private plane, and he used to take them from NYC to LA. He would always have these random, old-school celebrities hanging around. These guys had a crazy, coke-fueled flight to LA with none other than Burt Reynolds. Then today on CNN.com I read that Burt is off to rehab. I hope I'm that awesome at 73.
In other news, since I'm not allowed to have my own kitty or doggie, I started donating $25 a month to the ASPCA. I'm awesome.
In other news, since I'm not allowed to have my own kitty or doggie, I started donating $25 a month to the ASPCA. I'm awesome.