I refuse to blog about Aidan's first day of Kindergarten or Dani's hilarious entry into 10th grade until STUPID BLOGGER DECIDES TO LET ME POST PICTURES AGAIN GRRRRRR THIS IS GETTING RIDICULOUS AND I'M SERIOUSLY ABOUT TO DUMP THIS STUPID FREE BLOG AND MOVE EVERYTHING TO TYPEPAD OR SOMETHING IF IT DOESN'T GET BETTER SOON.
Oh. my. Sorry about that.
Last week, Samuel L Jackson called me on my cell phone!
It was hilarious. He called me by name. "Hey Stacy. This is Samuel L. Jackson." He started off by telling me to go see his new movie "Snakes on a Plane." And that I needed to stop doing my housewife stuff, stop driving around in my 'Suburban Utility Vehicle', stop getting pedicures and chatting online so much and to GO TO THE MOVIES. He said he was gonna kick my butt if I didn't. He got really snarly at the end of the call. I was CRACKING. UP!
Funny thing was, the call came from my friend's cell phone. So I called her back and said, "Jerica! Weird thing. Samuel L Jackson just called me from your cell phone."
She busted out laughing. "Was that HILARIOUS or WHAT??" she asked.
You can send a phone message too. Just go to
Clever marketing, but it ain't gonna work for me. I never saw Anaconda or Arachnophobia, and I SURE ain't gonna see Snakes on a Plane! Nasty.