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It's a digital age, man. So to you we present our virtual talk show of Nonsense: The Silly. The Beautiful. The True. In our own words or those quoted by others. With our own art or that created by others. We will laugh. We will smile. We will entertain you all the while. So grab a drink, come in and let's chat. We'd like to meet you, your mama, and your hot cousin Fred.


Public Service Announcement

We here at the Frances & Judy Show really like to give mad props to products, artists, musicians, cartoonery, and in general- to most peeps. Because we love life and art and beauty products. And we like to buy and recommend these products. Which in turn, might make everyone look a little prettier. Thus, fulfilling our civic duty. Which we take very seriously.

With that in mind, we do not want you to smell like marshmallows and rotten daffodils. Which is why we DO NOT want you to buy 'M' by Mariah Carey. Sorry Mimi, it ain't just like honey. And darling, the whole butterfly thing is just butterfly hairclipped cornrows with blue glitter eyeshadow and matching nail polish. And we've done that (Contempo Casuals? Flower power daisy stickers, peace sign pendants, patent leather mary janes, magnetic earrings?)

Girl, you were so on in your 'Dreamlover' days. We sincerely hope for your return to the good sweet stuff someday. We beg for you to hop us up on that shit again (Memory lane foggy time warp: Family suburban. Windows down. Mariah up. Jammed in with all of our friends. En route to The School Dance. Singing 'Dreamlover' at the top of our lungs. Fast forward to the sweaty school gym, a slow song comes over the speakers. In the middle of Boyz II Men's 'Water Runs Dry', we get a FLOWER from The Love Of Our Middle School Life, our knight in shining flag football honor. A pink less). Our little heart melted.

Please Mimi, stick to the singing you perpetually mini-skirted songbird golden diva. We still love you, and maybe even Glitter in a 'We're just watching it because it's so stupid (but secretly we kind of like it) kind of way'. But no more stinky marshmallowy toxins.



Anonymous said...

C'mon? Glitter? That was really about as bad as it gets...are you the type of person that tastes spoiled milk and want everyone else to taste it too? :)

Now, "Someday" rocked 5 gallon paint buckets but that would be showing my age

Anonymous said...

f & j,
you girls crack me up w/ your wonderful recollections of the middle school days.

your blog brightens my day. daily. seriously. love you gurrrrll!

judithe & francine said...

Oo-ooh, Some-dayee!
Anonymous, I used to rock out to Someday on my Walkman until the tape busted. No lie.

judithe & francine said...

Allison, start a blog already. Then we can be blog brothers. Er, sisters. Er, sistas. Yea, SISTAS.