Hollywood Housemates 03: Aerobics from the Crypt

"Honey, I'm home!" Shelly Duvette's voice echoed through the grand, albeit slightly dusty, hallway of the Hollywood mansion she had just moved into. The sound of her heels clacking against the hardwood floor was a stark contrast to the silence that greeted her. She dropped her bag next to a pile of unopened mail and took a deep breath, inhaling the faint scent of aged paper and a hint of something...mustier. "Shannon? Doctor Ruth? Richard?" she called out, her voice bouncing off the walls. No answer.

Shelly sighed and marched into the living room, her eyes scanning the tower of bills that had grown from a small mound to a veritable mountain in her short absence. "Oh boy," she murmured to herself, her fingers tracing the edge of an overdue credit card bill. The pile was a grim reminder of her dwindling funds and the ever-elusive success she sought in the film industry. The room looked like a financial avalanche had struck, with envelopes scattered across the floor, some with their contents spilling out like the guts of a paper monster. She picked up a bill, her eyes widening at the amount due. "This can't be right," she exclaimed, her voice barely a whisper. But it was, and with a sinking feeling, she realized she needed to find a way to earn some extra cash, and fast.

The doorbell chimed, interrupting her dread-filled musings. She set the bill aside and hurried to the door, her heart lifting at the sight of Shannon Doggerty, her fiery-haired roommate, staggering under the weight of shopping bags filled with groceries. "Thank God, you're home," Shelly exclaimed, reaching out to take some of the weight off Shannon. "You look exhausted."( Read more... )

Real World News. Meh.

I'm just going to do this post because I feel like I have to, for whatever aliens find and decode these digital records after we've baked ourselves into extinction. *eyeroll*

Joe Biden dropped out of the race for US President and has endorsed his VP, Kamala Harris, as his replacement.

I'm honestly surprised that he did this, but I can't say I'm disappointed. His performance during the debate with Donald Trump was bad, and I'm making allowances for an 80-something year old man with a speech impediment.

All that said, I think Kamala Harris is going to have challengers at the Democratic National Convention next month.

In my opinion, people just don't like her.

But then, someone pointed out to me that we're actually voting for the 'Administration' not just the front-facing person. So, maybe I will vote for her. I'm definitely not voting for Trump.

And now, back to our irregularly scheduled posts of weird comedy stories about thinly veiled dead celebrities.