Rant

Team Edward or Team Jacob. Hmmm. Really people? This is the best you've got? So, I have to choose between the pasty, malnourished British guy that usually looks(and I'm positive smells) like he slept under a box at the train station or some barely legal supposed stud muffin with more teeth than two horses put together and probably a propensity to bite you with 'em because he's just out of the nursery. Both of which are supposed to be running after one of the homeliest people on screen today(we won't even mention the case of oral diarrhea she can't quite shake.) Oh. Oh Wow. Maybe we should add a peg-legged pirate with 3 teeth and oh, I don't know, an asthmatic twelve year old chess wiz to the line up to make it even harder to pick. I know, I know, since I AM a woman of a certain age, I am supposed to be running after these boys like they're hiding estrogen pills in their underwear or something but I just can't work it up. Sorry. You're on your own. Can we have a third team? How about Team I am going to puke on your shoes if I have to hear any more Twilight crap. And, since we have to have 2 teams how about Team Stephanie Meyer shouldn't come out to play until she has taken a writing class or two. Now those are some teams I can get behind.