Let me start this off by saying I love Betty White. The past year, so has everyone else, especially her agent. He/she has been "makin' it rain!" - as the kids say. (If you are unfamiliar with said term please refer to The Urban Dictionary online).
While my family was in town we took a stroll along the Walk of Fame in Hollywood. Not surprising that we'd find this:
A comedy legend, whom is the current "go to" for all funny/inappropriate old lady parts in TV and movies. I hope to follow in her footsteps and in many ways, hope she never dies (though not in the Dick Clark kind of way; that ish is getting creepy, stop going on camera!)
Additionally, I took some family over the the lovely Huntington Botanical Gardens in Pasadena. If you live in the LA area and haven't been, you need to go and pretend you are still a student because you will get yourself a discount. This is one of the few times I don't mind looking younger than my actual age. (Also there is a "jungle" section that makes you feel like you are in Jurassic Park, just saying). So we are enjoying the foliage of the Rose Garden section when BAM:
It may be hard to see but beyond my thumbs up is a sign declaring that rose bush "Betty White." Now I'm ALL for her being in the spotlight, but roses? Really?
Betty, thank you for being a friend but this is a little much. Don't get me wrong, I still give the idea of it a thumbs up, but do you need that much money? Are you really planning on living forever? What's your plan? Being frozen? Cloning another body? Funding to discover the fountain of youth? Something involving alien technology? No wait, that last one doesn't make any sense, you wouldn't need a ton of money for that, just government connections.
If it's gambling debts I'll be disappointed but at least I'll understand. Help me understand.
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