Did Joan Collins know that Jack Lalanne was raiding her wardrobe?

I rediscovered a writer I haven’t read in ages, Jett Superior. I didn’t intentionally quit reading her, I probably had her bookmarked on my old computer instead of someplace more sensible.

I don’t remember her URL being AlphabetJunkie back then, so maybe it’s her fault I lost her bookmark. I choose to believe that, because I can.

At any rate, It’s simple, dummy: Nurse your baby on a bus and you’ll be happy” is a post that contains a delightful video I had to share because it’s just so…so…

I don’t know exactly what it is, to be honest, because I’m hypnotized by Jack LaLanne’s jumpsuit. If I hadn’t sworn off the word “awesome” and promised to go to linguistic rehab I’d proclaim that jumpsuit AWESOME.

But I can’t, so I won’t.

I can quit any time.

Anyway, here’s the video:

I’m just so happy to have found Jett Superior again, I think I posted a lot of links to her over the years that this blog was at punkprincess.com.

Worded that way, it sounds creepy.

Do you think that the delicious chemicals that combine to make pink lemonade crystal lite could be impacting my neuronal signaling molecules? I drank a lot of the stuff today and I think some sort of neuropeptide degradation is causing the functional inactivation of my nervous system.

Or maybe I’m just tired.

I probably shouldn’t be blogging right now. I watched a lot of TJ Hooker today.