Space baby

I did do some relaxing this past week, I guess. Well, I must have, because I read that book by Madonna's brother, Life with My Sister Madonna. Totally trashy and evil, I know, but don't worry my pretties, I didn't pay for it. I downloaded it illegally, like I love to do. It's full of horrible (and yet completely believable) things about dear Madge, who just got denied her Malawian adoption. It was such an impact on my psyche that I ended up having a dream about her last night!

I was walking around some neighborhood and happened upon a party. Come to find out it is Madonna's party and it was about to end. At the end of the party, when people were leaving, I asked if she needed help cleaning up. She said yes and then proceeded to tell me to pick up every plastic knife and fork and wash them, because she reuses them. And she said to do them individually because she could tell if I just rinsed them. I still remember her saying emphatically, "If I see one lipstick mark on one of these damn plastic spoons, I'm gonna have a fit, so do it right."

Such a scary dream!

Here's another funny SNL bit about those baby-loving ladies, Madonna and Angelina Jolie.