Hurricane Sandy has changed names every few hours since her arrival on this nation’s celebrity radar. Yesterday we heard this lovely federal disaster called Hurricane Sandy, Cyclone Sandy, Post-Tropical Cyclone Sandy, and -as of this morning- Superstorm Sandy.
This morning in a surprise announcement, Superstorm Sandy announced that
- she now wishes to be known as Krystal Kat,
- she intends to be adopted as the eleventh Kardashian,
- she’s dating a hunky waterspout named Stu that she met off Bermuda,
- and she plans to settle in Nashville.
I’d TOTALLY live there! I just LOVE that new TV show with Hayley Panini and the old lady from Cornwall in Britain.
Rumors of an international tour began circulating shortly after Kat’s whirlwind tour of the Great Lakes region, which sent rogue waves crashing over lake shorelines and hastily erected crowd barriers.
The storm formerly known as Superstorm Sandy refused to answer MSS and her press minions when asked about plans for future performances or press releases in the works. So far, no firm date has been set for Kat’s arrival in Canada for more than brief performances and limited overnight stays.
Stu and I totally ROCK hats and boots. We’re getting matching ankle tattoos this weekend!
Attempts at post-appearance fan interviews and crowd response broadcasts have been only marginally successful, as Superstorm Sandy, aka Krystal Kat, is known to leave her audiences feeling a bit powerless.
Much love to each of you. Don’t eat life too seriously, or you’ll get a tummy ache.