I find myself involved in several fleeting celebrity crushes lately, I think because I don’t have any friends. The objects of my affections are, in no particular order:
-Billy Joel
-Jonanthan Frakes
-a 50s era Jerry Lewis
-Emeril Lagasse
I spell random M-E-G-A-N.
Thanks for dropping by. I'm Meg, and I write offbeat stories about media and the culture that shapes us.
I have one foot firmly planted in today and one in a pink kitchen in a suburb in 1957. It's not that I want to live in the past; I just love the aprons. I also have a thing for horror movies.
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