Comments on: There is no pudding factory in Poughkeepsie

By: Adorable Girlfriend

Adorable Girlfriend — Fri, 13 Jun 2008 20:23:35 +0000

I too was shocked. I saw the movie with someone who is not from NYC area. She could not appreciate the humor of the whole thing.

By: Sobe

Sobe — Fri, 06 Jun 2008 01:10:32 +0000

This is why I prefer movies like Ironman.

By: Jess

Jess — Thu, 05 Jun 2008 22:56:29 +0000

I am so in that boat about being far away. 1200 miles is a bitch. Of course, they’re more of a bitch during those evil days where hormones take over. Blah!

By: kir

kir — Thu, 05 Jun 2008 18:24:23 +0000

hmmmm, you sound like a good candidate for a new life in san francisco. city, nature, expensive tampons, hot single nerdy guys – we got it all!

By: Pam

Pam — Thu, 05 Jun 2008 14:26:37 +0000

Fantastic post. As mentioned, the end was very Carrie-esque. I had moments of crying for my single-dom too. And I had the pleasure of seeing the movie with 3 gals who are all married or in long-term relationships. They just didn’t get it!

By: Allie

Allie — Thu, 05 Jun 2008 12:35:09 +0000

Yes, I am a ball of mush when I have PMS too. Crying because I missed my exit. Crying because the guy on the PBS documentary about ants really loves ants. Crying because it’s Wednesday. It’s such a cruel joke really. Makes me want to cry.

I don’t have a lot of friends nearby. They’ve all spread out all over the place, and I don’t live near where I grew up. It’s really hard. I miss them terribly. At 31, you can’t exactly go to the coffee shop and say, “Will you be my friend?”

Yeah, there’s something about friends you’ve had forever that is more special than new friends.

By: alexa

alexa — Thu, 05 Jun 2008 02:40:51 +0000

ahhhhhhh! i hate those three days. normally i’m a strong ass independent woman. those three days, a ball of mush.

Yeah, it’s ridiculous, and works against all the things I’m for.

By: rdl

rdl — Thu, 05 Jun 2008 02:25:28 +0000

good take on the movie. i enjoyed seeing it with a friend and going out after; but no sex in the suburbs.

Well, no sex in this town, either.

By: Chatie

Chatie — Wed, 04 Jun 2008 23:41:51 +0000

Well I, for one, am incredibly glad you live here. Perhaps I could pookeepsie in my pants to brighten your mood? Ok, maybe not, but I’d be delighted to accompany you to the city any time or provide conversation and an ice cream sandwich at a moment’s notice. You’re so money and you don’t even know it.

Thanks, lady! I like you too, and I don’t think that you need to shit your pants to make my day.

By: mickey

mickey — Wed, 04 Jun 2008 21:41:29 +0000

Actually, I find that Flickr question really insensitive. I’d say that’s rational sadness. The cost of tampons, however, is beyond our control. Let it go.

I’m not going to let it go until tampons are the cost equivalent of toilet paper.