Becca, as usual, in need of tightening

At dinner on Saturday night, Becca's poor chopstick skills resulted in a large piece of Hunan Beef falling into her poor, beleaguered fiancee, Pepper's, water glass. See evidence...

Tighten that up Becca...

Becca's Self Tighten Up for the Month

I'm taking anonymous' comment on TUR's 1 year anniversary to heart. So here it goes.

As some of you know, Pepper and I got engaged on Christmas. Frankly, the kid must be crazy to hitch himself to the "ole ball and chain", but I'm never one to turn down diamonds. Ok, let's be honest, I wouldn't even turn down a Cheesy Gordita Crunch if it was handed to me. Anyway, we got the ring resized once already, but it still doesn't fit. It's a little big, so I've wrapped a band aid around it for the time being. That was going on 2 months ago. The bandaid gets all gross and unravels. It's also deplorable that this family heirloom is wiggling around my finger. So, in conclusion, I need to tighten up and get this puppy fitting properly.

Sorry Columbia students.... I have to do it

Because it needs to be done.
Columbia University needs to Tighten Up. Way to invite Ahmadinejad to speak at your oh so heavy with Ivy hallowed walls. You've pretty much confirmed for my father that my boyfriend is a wacko leftist weirdo for attending graduate school Columbia. Way to go, assholes.

Now, Columbia, if you're going to do something this stupid, you better man up and be prepared for the firestorm. I can respect you for "robust debate" and I am all for free speech, but you better damn well understand how this makes you look in the eyes of many Americans.

And while you're at it, you could consider a little paint here and there where the students actually have class, not just prettying up the outside all the time so none of the passersby suspect that the historic preservation building is held together with duct tape. It's disgraceful. And I went to a PUBLIC SCHOOL, where a map fell of the wall during class and hit me on the head, so I know a little about class in shitty conditions.

Fake-n-Bake: It doesn't pay to spray.

At the 157th Annual Upperville Colt and Horse Show, Becca decided to open a bottle of warm champagne. Having forgotten the tenets of physics that would have suggested to her that the contents of the bottle were unusually pressurized due to the heat, she indiscriminately shot the cork out of the bottle in a northernly direction, whereupon the champagne poured out all over her.


The plot thickened when she began to clean herself up because she had applied a new faux-tan product just hours before. The tanner washed off in the champagne shower, leaving her legs streaked. Becca, better tighten that up.