SoMMS, I'm working on a lyric (for what, I don't know) that includes the following:
"I'm done with plotzing over platzes, and stressing crossing strasses..."
They give you barely five seconds to get across a street here. It can be terrifying when you see that streetcar bearing down on you.
But it is true that no one jay walks, everybody waits for the light to change before crossing the street even when there is no traffic in either direction, no one texts while walking and the bicyclists OBEY THE TRAFFIC LAWS!
Cheyenne Jackson tickled me. AFTER ordering SoMMS a drink but NOT tickling him, and hanging out with Girly in his dressing room (where he DIDN'T tickle her) but BEFORE we got married. To others. And then he tweeted Boobs. He also tweeted he's good friends with some chick on "The Voice" who just happens to be good friends with Tink's ex. And I'm still married. Oh, and this just in: "Pettiness, spite, malice ....Such ugly emotions... So sad." - After Eight, talking about MEEEEEEEE!!! I'm so honored! :-)