Bruce "Bruno" Willis and ME.... Lili Bruno! Red 2 Review.

In my dreams... in my dreams

Being a Bruce Willis fan, I decided to see Red 2. When I read some reviews they were very negative but me, being Lili, decided to see it anyway! 

You are welcomed Bruce!

I know you had a band and your alter ego was Bruno. Great name that we share.
I am off on a tangent. Focus Lili, focus!

I loved Red 2. It's about a ex CIA agent, Willis, who must save the world from a nuclear device. Frank Moses, (Willis) wants to live the quiet life... sort of like me.

He is retired, but the CIA pulls him back in! They want him squashed! Finished! Done!

There are great characters... John Malkovich (always excellent), Catherine Zeta Jones... what a bombshell! I really identified with her. Helen Mirren... a true gem... and Byung- Hun Lee, excellent with all his Kung-Fu karate chops!

Memo to self: Sign up for Kung-Fu class.

Cujos to Mary-Louise Parker. She made me laugh! Note to miss Parker: I wear Jimmy Choo shoes better than you! Just putting it out there!

All in all I loved this movie! There was romance, humor, and car chases that made the fur stand up on my neck! It was great! The audience loved it.

Bruce , I give you my paw and tip my tail.  Bravo to a great ensemble cast. If you watch closely, there is a cameo of me in the restaurant scene in Paris. At least Derek said he is positive he saw me! Good old Derek.

 
I prefer the color PINK but Red 2 was glorious! 

Bruce as you said in another one of my fav movies
Yippie Kai Yay.... I Lili have nothing else to say!!!! ( I would link to the sound file but it's got a curse word in it... and I'm a princess who doesn't curse...just saying.)

Like me Bruce, you don't get older, you get better! Like a fine grape juice, we get better with age!

See you at the movies!

I think I was cut out of the poster for this one.

This scene must have ended up on the cutting room floor.

Flying Meatballs! A La Parmigiana Italian style! Emergency Southampton Update!

It's me! Lili!
I had a yen for A Large Sausage Pizza from La Parmigiana to celebrate the new arrival of my royal cousin from the House of Windsor.

I walked into the pizza parlor and ordered my favorite large sausage pizza. 

I usually get extra cheese but my waistline is expanding! The lovely woman said 20 minutes. I said I will be back and walked outside to wait. I was going to sit on a little table in front of the restaurant, but I decided to sit on a bench instead.

I sat looking out when I heard commotion!

I smelled the pungent aroma of garlic! I heard a lovers quarrel as meatballs and sauce came flying past me inches away from hitting my pristine fur coat! I was flabbergasted! My fur is white, white, white. I could never get that stain out! I am a natural blonde! I don't get a dye job! 

Eeeeeeek!

Apparently there was a spat. The woman walked away in a huff. The man apologized to the onlooking summer tourists and walked across the street and sat in his car.

A thought popped into my head. What was that rule? Was it The Five Second Rule or The Five Minute Rule? If no one comes back to retrieve the two meatballs lying on the street, I could grab them. 

I was thinking, oh pull away mister! But he didn't! I eyed the meatballs. Was he watching me from across the street?

My mind was whirling. The aroma of meatballs and sauce intoxicating. It was driving me into a meatballs frenzy!

Five Minute or Five Second?

Then it happened.

I came to my senses as the the woman came out with my pizza. I could not grab the meatball in public. I would be behaving like a D-O-G! I am an up and coming socialite. I am Lili. My reputation would be ruined.

When I arrived at Derek's house, I told him about the lover's spat, but I downplayed The Five Minute Scoop Up Rule! We both wondered what the quarrel was about. Being of the canine species, we can be pretty nosy. We made up all different scenarios over pizza!

We hoped they worked it out, but in the end we both decided what a waste of two good meatballs!

Love Italian Style.
The love, passion, spats and flying meatballs!
What a shame! Note to all the lovers out there: When you fight, throw the plates... not the food!!!
Mangiare Bene!
Eat Well.

Baby Watch Update...

It's a boy. Now that the world knows it's time to get back to discussing ME.

Royal Baby Watch

Will the new arrival be a Prince or Princess? Will the Royals name the bundle of joy Lili after me?
I think not!
I am sure I am related to the Windsors... some how, way, way back.
I am blue blood!
I am a Pedigree!
I wish them much luck with their royal arrival.
Move over William ...we both know I am the Queen!
Queen Lili of the Hamptons!

SOOOOOOOO... Here I sit... (BIG YAWN) awaiting the arrival of you know who. It's understood, around here, that I am the only one that matters anyway.... So you need not be bothered with watching any news updates about ... you know whose birth.

"Pierre, bring me something to eat. Your Queen has spoken," I shout to my footman. It's so hard to get good help these days.

Today's Green Monkey Episode featuring ME, Lili.

Have a look at my favorite comic strip... which of course is all about ME... and some Green Monkeys that think they are in charge.

A Hot Day at the East Hampton Antique Show

I had my driver, Al, whisk me out to the  East Hampton Antique Show before the heat of the day set in so that I could find some little trinkets or what-nots for Derek to buy me. He loves me.

Al had to stop and buy some donuts. He got himself a bag of them and tossed one back for me and my BFF, Derek. Al stuffed an extra one in his pocket for himself later in the day. I didn't say a word, but gave him one of those looks.

Here are some photos that my personal assistant, Cookie Wafer, took of my adventures today.

Is this for sale? IT's just the right color.

Is that a tick? I don't like ticks.

What is this? Did someone make a statue of ME?

Derek, the love that he is, bought me these two crazy Black and White dogs... What was he thinking. I'm the only... the one and ONLY ... LILI. He's a nut.

He got them from a store called Maniques Mondern.

Be well and have a wonderful day. Summer is humming.

I am off for an evening swim in the pool.

Pawn Stars "PAW STARS"

First of all... Don't forget to read Lili and Derek at www.gocomics.com.

Hello All ! It is me, Lili!

I recently was in Las Vegas and stumbled upon this great shop! I was so delighted when I read the sign outside, that I thought, this is wonderful, a whole store for my paws. I can get a mani and a pedi. I walked in, and to my surprise there were all these cool items in glass cases. 

What a salon. It is great and opened 24 hours! Las Vegas is fabulous! It never sleeps!

A man approached me. He looked at me from head to toe. I became alarmed. My ears perked up. I was embarrassed. I realized my paws have not been soaked for a week, but I never had been greeted this way at a salon back in New York. Why was he staring? Was it my beauty?

I was wearing my jumbo 10 carat diamond studded collar. Was he going to grab it and run? I said in my most stern voice, "May I be of service to you, sir?"

He pointed to my collar, as I clutched it. He said to me gruffly, "What's the story behind that? What's it worth?Are those diamonds real?"

I was confused. I said more sternly, "I beg your pardon sir?"

He said, "Sir? They call me The Old Man. I own this place with my son Rick and my grandson Corey. WE throw in Chumlee for good measure."

I was speechless! I cleared my throat, it was dry from stress, like the time i swallowed the stuffing in my stuffed squirrel.

"Sir," I proceeded to speak and bark at the same time, all from nerves. I continued slowly, speaking and stressing each word. "This collar was from a Liberace auction. It was owned by Liberace's West highland terrier, West, a distant cousin of mine. I would never sell it. Besides, your sign outside says PAW SHOP! I need my pads done!"

"Your pads done?" He laughed so loud, the high pitch of his roar hurt my sensitive ears.

Then it happened, it was like I was on that John Quinones show, What Would You DO? The Old Man called his son Rick, his grandson Corey and some odd bird, Chumlee. They all stared at my collar, again inquiring about the purchase. A million bucks for that collar? I shook my head, Please stop this insanity and just give me a paw wrap!

Rick , the only sane one in the bunch, took my paw gently in his hand and informed me that this was a Pawn Shop not a Paw Shop. But the sign, the sign outside, I turned and pointed towards it. They apologized and said they were meaning to get the sign fixed. The "N" in the sign needs a new bulb and Chumlee did not fix it yet. 

"So this isn't that Quinones series? I am not on television?"

"No! But watch our show on The History Channel on Thursdays at 9 PM," they said in unison.

Embarrassed, I apologized and hurried towards the door, disappointed that this huge store was not a Paw Store but a Pawn Shop!

Me, Lili ,in a pawn shop! ugh! the horror!

"Hey, What is your name?" they shouted to me. 

I turned and said, "Lili, just Lili."

"If you ever want to sell that collar, come and see us! That a great story behind that collar. We could get a load of loot for that one!"

For a moment, the dollar signs were going off in my brain like hitting the jackpot in a slot machine. I was tempted. I heard the voice... no not West's voice... but Mr. Showman himself. I could hear the words from the Heavens call out to me...

I wish West's cousin Lili twice removed doesn't pawn that diamond collar!

I think the gentleman heard it too…I looked at them…they looked at me…we both knew I could not sell it! I touched my collar and never looked back! 

I arrived at home the next day, sat at my grand piano wearing my collar and polished my candelabras! 

I will never be a pawn star, but always a star with beautiful paws!

Be well and stay cool during this hot summer.