FACEBOOK

A few people talked me into joining Facebook back in March (I think), and yesterday I finally posted my first fascinating glimpse into my world. Here's where it led. (And here I thought Facebook was a stupid waste of time!)

J.C. Duffy: I'm peeling a pierogi. Actually, I'm undressing it with my eyes.

Mary Priest: Peeling a pierogi?

Aaron Bacall: Square or semi-circular?

J.C. Duffy: Semi-circular. Mrs. T's.

Where do you get square pierogies? And how much will it cost me to get there?

Aaron Bacall: Lower East Side in NYC. If you are coming by cab, $10,000.

Mary Priest: But what do you mean when you say you are peeling them? I didn't think you had to take them apart in any way.

J.C. Duffy: Actually, Mary, I was just being flip.

Although, one can bite off the edges and then peel back the top layer of dough. And then flip it over and peel off the bottom layer. And then the mashed potato filling is nude.

And so am I.

Mary Priest: Oh, God, I was just trying to take in the image of you flipping through the pierogi layers and then you hit me with that bombshell!

J.C. Duffy: Bombshell? Madam, you flatter me. (Whatever that means.)

Bombshell #2: And that's not sour cream!

Mary Priest: Ewww!