The Academy Awards as viewed by Aunt Flo

Hurry. Blah, blah, blah...Lord of the Rings!...blah blah...Lord of the Rings.....blah.....Lord""""....Uma?? *slap* Nice dress. =P.....blah, hurry, hurry, blah...Lord OF THE RRRRINGS....blah.....Sophia Coppella...blah....Charlize....blah....and the winner issssss: Jeff Spicoli.....damn straight =| ....blah......blah, blah, blah, Lord Of the Rings...damn straight. Fucking took long enough....blah. g'night. :D

Femme Terrorism: My Milkshake brings the boyzee to the yard and I have a yeast infection:D

The world was moving and she was right there with it (and she was)

Camille Paglia: She wanted it and she knows it, I'm sick of her prissy shit. Whatever happened to Keith Richards? Get Depp on the line and have him dress as that pirate so I can have me some man sex this year.
Naomi Wolfe: This one time, at band camp Harold Bloom said that I had the aura of election on me, I was actually wearing a nice little Avon scent, I wonder if Estee Lauder makes "Election".
Harold Bloom: Naomi who? [sips drink and sets Tivo to Stephen King's Kingdom Hospital] *burp* [Links Via, Mia, Sacajawea (and she was)]

Have an Uber Loverly Day,.....mmmkay ;)

"Jon Lieber will do some mound work on Monday to test his injured groin, though it is unclear how far up the mound he will go."

Baseball, ya gotta love it, though it is unclear how much you gotta love it. [Via: DB]

What's in a word?

Civil Union's vs. Marriage, bah....How is it the state and a country can define marriage yet allow civil unions...this needs to be corrected somehow and not with a fucking amendment, some days it seems futile, but in lieu of my cynicism I route you to Margaret Cho's Love Is Love Is Love where you can find this link. We can all blog till the cows come home on this subject, but it's just easier to tell congress yourself, and face it if you don't own a cow it will never come home. Don't fear the Patriot Act, don't fear your opinions, just do it, or not, your choice, but you now have the resources to Spew It Forward. Viva Le Diff. Ok, I'm done with polotickin' fer the day. :D

Drink this in remembrance of me....and him...and him....

Jesus Juice, Trump Ice and Pimp Juice, who's thirsty?

Yet, another sign of the Apocolypse.

Via: ratboy's anvil

For the love of God, literally.

There is money to be made and the product was there all along: Jesus Christ. In the Passion of Christ we watch him die a bloody and heinous death. In the Da Vinci Code he got his groove on with his suspected wife (think Holy Blood, Holy Grail) and future Grail, Ms. Magdalene. In the Last Temptation of Christ he was the greatest salesman ever. Jesus has risen and he brought a wee bit of controversy with him, thanks J, as if we didn't have enough people walkin' around with a God Complex. Also, coming soon is the Lahaye/Jenkins next installment of the Left Behind Series #12 The Glorious Appearing: The End of Days, I don't want to spoil it or anything but good ol' Jesus comes back in this one, shhhh. All that said, I'm all for Jesus being forefront in the media these days, the guy had a good message and a great agent.

It's High School all over again.

Rosie's getting married in the morning,

ding DONG the bells are gonna chime!

Finally O' Donnell's children will have a proper family! ;)

Via: BWE Via: SFGate Via: GMA Via: Kevin Bacon Via: Rosie's mouth (coming soon).

Somewhere, over the Plucking Rainbow

Via: VBB

Barely Dixie,

but, I am a chick. I was fascinated that a lot of my answers had Northeast origins having grown up in California, although some answers did denote the Cali upbringing and I'll be damned if not one pronunciation came from the Northwest (no coffee or grunge questions) I've been here for 20 some odd years and no Seattle accent, but damn if I'm not barely Dixie, fascinating....*sips java*.

We love the Subs

because their good to us....mmmmhmmmm. Brilliant marketing, I sing this all day! Throughout the quiet moments of the day I'm all....."We love dee Subs". No, I am not a spongemonkey, but I play one in my mind and I'm grooving to the uber hip Quizno's marketing campaign. I have yet to eat a Quizno's sub since the campaign started, but damn If I don't "Love the subs". Rathergood methinks. ;)

Via: Via:?!@$#

Jessa at Book Slut reacted poorly to Terry Teachout's(AJ) article on blog linking and giving credit where credit is due. Again, I felt as though the cool kids table was promoting how impressed they are with each other (effective marketing technique for the 'in' kids), so nice...zzzZZZzzz. I could go on for hours about that, but I don't give a shit. However, I was impressed, as was Jessa, with goodreports.net response to Mr. Teachout's wordy way of saying it's polite to link. Just even mentioning this whole episode on the Spew gives me a blog rash. Methinks, its all about just good manners, polite, courteous, and good journalism. Basically, links are footnotes for blogs and sometimes its just a simple shout out to a pal. (Links Via: WWW) ;)

Eternal Egypt

Cool site with a nod to the mystique of ancient Egypt, excavating this site could take some time, hardy har...
Via: Arts Journal

Bah!!!!! Snarf.

I woke up in a bad mood, I was dreaming and my alarm clock refused to let me continue dreaming which turned my dream into a stressful chaotic mess. I hate that. Then, whilst surfing, the President has the nerve to announce that he's going to work on making sure gays and lesbians can't marry, fuck that, fuck him and his little bitch Awwnuld. Two adults of right mind should be allowed to hook up before their God. The president is not the fucking leader of all religions and he doesn't have a special direct line to God. I pray to my God that thousands more homosexuals get married in San Francisco and Massachusetts before the political religious zealots make them stop....it's utter fucking bullshit I say.....argh. I'm gonna blow by days end if I hear anymore of this ignorant shit. Fucking Morons, mmmkay...ack.....*hork*.....-hairball-....scuze me. =P

Big Bad John

Carrie got Big which proves size does matter and Big has a name, John, considering the plethora of men Carrie has had over the years it seems natural her true love would be just another John, heh. ;)

Book it!

Turn your Blog into a book. Definitely an editors nightmare and most likely destined for a remainder table. A few blogs have become mediocre publishing phenoms, I haven't read one of them....hmmm.

Stalking Neal Pollack ver 2.0

Mr. Pollack on foreign affairs and the fine art of fellatio in a 1978 AMC Concord.

Via: TMLTMF

Ok, I'm really leaving now....carry on.

Fo Shizz, yo!

Books depicting hip-hop life jump in sales, mmmmkay....well...I'm off to peddle some of these, have a terrific day and thanks for stopping by.

Via: MoorishGirl

Ewwww

This is so wrong.

Nadar's On The Radar!

Tis true, Ralph Nadar is back as an independent this time, go for it dude...I found my candidate and my candidate doesn't mind being thumped by a Yeti.

Blet, Would, Coulda, Shoulda

One major rule of business would be that EVERYTHING is negotiable, apparently the M's front office is just getting the gist of this. This would explain the lack of any World Series Rings for the Mariners, its not that the player don't give their all, they do, its the lame ass fuckers in the administration sector of franchise, yes, the very same fuckers Lou Pinella pissed as he walked out the door. Snarf!

I will not sit here all day

Pie redesigned her site! It's loverly and makes me wanna tweak with my site, but I won't, snot today (note: snot as in NOT, not boogers, it's a play on words, mmmkay). Anyhoo, I've gotta finish some other projects today, so you all have a superfantastic day!

The Grammar Police hit this site!!!

Not only is my spelling horrendous, but my grammar sucks as well. Just a little disclaimer for the anal blog surfers out there. Thanks for the input and have a super fucking day! LMFAO! =P

FIVE for Friday

When was the last time you...

1. ...went to the doctor? December, it was snowing, it all had to do with the hideous back debacle of 2003, yes, there is still some funky shit going on in there, but golly I can walk and my diet doesn't consist of painkillers and muscle relaxers anymore, yipeee.

2. ...went to the dentist? Good God, I need to make an appointment

3. ...filled your gas tank? um....I don't drive, and that is for the greater good, trust me.

4. ...got enough sleep? Well, last night my friend called and was terribly shaken because his 50 yr old brother died of natural causes, massive bummer, at that point I turned off the computer, started watching the Apprentice and fell asleep, LOL, I woke up at 7, 10 hours works for me ;)

5. ...backed up your computer? ummm.....today :D

Have a loverly day people.

Baby your a freak show, just like me

Dear Courtney,
Try harder and find your soul, mmmkay?
Respecfully,
Cupie xoxo

This Blog rates an 8, fascinating.

In a vain attempt to get traffic up here at the Spew, I registered this puppy with Hot or Not. Yes, I'm an attention whore, but, in a weird "no direct eye contact" way. I have issues, anyhoo, short of showing my tits or endless rants about my masturbation techniques, I'm happy to know that I'm a 8. *strikes pose*

No time to read the LOTR trilogy?

The condensed version is here.

Via: VBB

"Adults are just obsolete children

and the hell with them."

Dr. Seuss

It's just a theory....

Dr. Dean has left the hizzzOuse! I strongly believe that when Dean aggressively tried to rally his beleaguered and stunned supporters that infamous primary night, that America saw what America already has, a cowboy. And as a result Dean's numbers flat-lined and democrats looked at the lesser of two evils and sided with the ever safe Kerry. Democrats got scared, straight up. Dean is for the people and if elected I would imagine that any massive attempts of change would be challenged to death and the whole of Dean's presidency would become a muddled moot point. On the other hand, Kerry seems to imbue a more politically appealing, a more diplomatic sense of nature, things could get done, who can say, until we until he has his ass firmly planted in the oval office.
All that said, I hope Dean does stick around, I doubt that Kerry will pick him as a running mate but he could be used in the new administration as a voice for the people, a champion for the little guy, think on that Senator Kerry and carry on. Thanks.

Warp speed Scotty!

Learn to Shat here.

Highly contagious, thwppt!

New Yorkers

learn how to properly tszuj (;tszujing: v. Finesse, tweak, rearrange, and make better) here. And coming soon: The Metrosexual challenged by Hetero Arhythmia (straight men's chronic inability to dance.) *strikes a pose*

Paging "Fuck" to the front desk

Fuck has lost it's power to shock, I'm fucking shocked.

Linkage via the Hag

Imagine the tszujing going on!

It's like Cupid exploded all over the bay area, congratulations on entering the one institution where straight jackets are couture.

867-5309

call for a good time.

Sexy in Seattle

yep.

AAAAAAAAAARRRRRRRRRGHHHHHHHHH, or um...Damn Yankee's

Finally after all these years Derek Jeter's money grubbin' girlfriend will be standing at 3rd base by his side, the bitch. Not that I'm bitter. ;)

Accidental Interview

Author, Anne Tyler has personal space issues, who doesn't? I myself am very selfish with my oxegen. NYT's interview via email.

"The real heroes to me in my books are first the ones who manage to endure, and second the ones who somehow are able to grant other people the privacy of the space around them and yet still produce some warmth." [send] heh.

You know who you are,

now we know. The big Amazon glitch last week in Canada, just goes to show you that "incognito" on the web isn't what it used to be. Word of advice to all whom publish on the web, if you can't stand by your words, we'll smack ya down. If you can stand by your words and your family still speaks to you, kudos. If you stand by your self written reviews and readers still read you, your not only full of self promoting shit, your lucky.

The Further Adventures Of Dial Up Bitch

How blessed am I to know that Microsoft is willing to keep Win98 support around for another few years, you know, for the 2nd and 3rd world countries that are just now getting internet access, oh yeah and me. Fuck. In the next month or two I'm remedying the situation and building Cupie's Frankenstien Machine. I've had it with Compaq's or any proprietary machine for that matter, I don't want to be your bitch, I'm my own bitch and when something goes wrong with my lil' Frankenstien, it's up to me to fix, not the the masses of IT people who may or may not reply to my desperate emails. Hell, even my parents have cable now, I'm a little slow to the technical uptake due to the limitations of my Lemon, errrr, Compaq's unwillingness to accept any new programs, but when I have the new machine look out! Look out for what, I don't know, but it could be amazing or it could be just the same shit different day, only time will tell.

Being Dial Up Bitch has it's limitations as well, like say I'm blog hoppin' and I hit a page that takes more than a minute to load, whose got time for that? I don't have a problem waiting for games to load, but blogs on the other hand, I hate waiting for, the way I see it, if it doesn't load fast enough, ta ta. I could be denying myself something great by saying ta-ta, but if it's that great or important, the sucker should load faster, I lose interest quickly, I like to be dazzled, I don't like to wait. Such is the life of a dying breed. When the day comes and I'm no longer Dial Up Bitch, I'll be sad for like, 5 seconds and I'll visit those blogs, I'll watch the streaming videos and I'll download like a motherfucker on crack, whoopie, until then I wait. Again I say, fuck.

Book Slut Sutra

via: Chicha via: Everyday Matters

"Fuck it, It's over bitch, I'm outta here..."

Overhead from outside of Barbie & Ken's Dream Home. When asked for a comment on their impending divorce Barbie, obviously devasted by it all, responded with: Math is hard. More news later.

How to Date & Blog

< scratches ass and reads >

Valentine Spew

Oh sweet bliss of life, oh marvelous holiday via the florists and Hallmark, blet. My valentine to the world is my presence at work today, I rarely work Saturdays, I hate Saturday vibes, people are freakin psycho, but fear not, I will be in the store until late this evening making sure there are plenty of Kama Sutra's for your purchasing pleasure. I've made a bunch of displays with books on how to be romantic but this is the Valentines day for sex. It's so bizarre when a customer approaches you and asks if this version of the Kama Sutra is better than the one that comes with the Video, I stare at them and usually reply with, "let's find out and btw, there are absolutely no returns on this product, mmmkay". Tonight should be a hoot. ack.

The Superstitious Five

I have to work late today (ugh) and it's Friday the 13th, I'm ready for it, let's go.......bring it on beeyotch. :D

1. Are you superstitious? Yes and no, but I'm insane so there ya have it.

2. What extremes have you heard of someone going to in the name of superstition? As a pedestrian while walking down the street if someone chooses to pass me on the sidewalk by walking around a street lamp or say telephone pole, I curse the bastard and circle the post once and say "Bread & Butter" three times to reverse the bad juju that bastard put upon me. Somebody please tell me where in the fuck I got that from.

3. Believer or not, what's your favorite superstition? Walking under a ladder, I have 3 ladders that run around the perimeter of my store and sometimes when I'm feeling naughty, belligerent and or I just don't give a shit I walk under the ladders, customers stare in awe of my bravery and I smile knowingly at them like "fuck it man, it's just a ladder" ;) then in my mind I freak out a bit, "what doom have I brought upon myself" and then, when no one is looking, I walk back under the ladder as to correct my behavior, it works, I think.

4. Do you believe in luck? If yes, do you have a lucky number/article of clothing/ritual? Luck=happenstance, opportunity, right place, right time. Do I believe in those things, yes. As for numbers I'm all about odd numbers, even numbers make me queasy and paranoid, lucky number? Um...any odd number, I like 3 and 7 the best, nine is nice too, I tell you, I'm whacked. As for a talisman, it would have to be my sterling silver Mickey Mouse ring I've worn almost everyday for about 15 years, on the days I haven't worn it, life proceeded to be uber shitty, so I wear that sucker everyday and if I ever loose my mind and choose to get married, the ring must compliment the Mouse, the mouse stays. :D

5. Do you believe in astrology? Why or why not? Asstrology is more like it. I used to buy a book on my sign every year and read the horrorscopes daily, sometimes I'd even look ahead to other months to see what was awaiting me and excitedly anticipated the coming event of which never occurred. There are those times when the horoscopes and your dreams all say the same thing and then it happens, that's a bit freaky, but ultimately it's the practicing of your free will that gets you to where you wanna be.

Have a loverly day!

I over slept........again.....

I was up till midnight cleaning, sorting....I should have been making jewelry....I could have been reading. When I start a creative project everything has to be in order, lately I've been obsessed about rearranging my little space on the spinning rock and that's not all that conducive to getting a creative project started, but to be fair to myself I've been thinking about all the changes I'm making for awhile now and though it will never be truly be finished, it will be done. Exactly how many half empty bottles of shampoo does one wench need? According to my shower, 5. Toothbrushes? 6. Um........I've been doing the same at work and damn if my employee's think I'm outta control, look it's the crazy cleaning boss, look at her dust, watch her put Social Science in alphabetical order.....let's call it spring cleaning as opposed to um...OCD, yeah that's the ticket, spring cleaning.....anyhoo, it's almost done and I can carry on with life ei: creating (sorry mom...and coffee & Pie ;)

I'm going to be a _____ again! (fill in the blank)

:X

Somebody give me a donut!

When I tried Dr. Atkins New Diet Revolution a few years ago, I got constipated and sick after two weeks of gnawing on all sorts of farm animals, and knowing the world didn't need yet another hormonal bitch full of shit, I stopped, took a laxative and ate a box of Ding-Dongs, I don't know how they got in the basket :D.

I've struggled with my weight all my life, I'm not huge mind you, but, I've been up there. I've done all the diets and I've swallowed all the pretty little diet pills, I've loaded up on cabbage soup and have eaten just about every flavor of protein bar out there. Last year, I didn't buy a loaf of bread for 10 months, and really how can one survive without the comforts of mashed potatoes & gravy, it's unrealistic and cruel. My weight fluctuated about 10 lbs., not exactly the dramatic results I was expecting. When my back went out, my parents fed me comfort food for a week, fried chicken, pot pies, I was in pain, but blissed out by the food. One thing I did noticed is that I didn't gain a damn pound during that time and that was because I was forced to exercise about three times a week for my physical therapy. After my discharge from PT, I stopped exercising for about 3 weeks and um....my tummy started to giggle when I walked, duh, I started exercising again about two weeks ago and I'm gonna eat what I want (I can button my pants again, whew).

The autopsy report of the Dr. Atkin's proves he was most likely a lobbyist for the meat industry, heh, and his heart was about ready to supernova on his ass, cool as that sounds, it's not cool if you already have heart conditions. And if your like me and mood eat, say you hook a quart of Baskin Robbins to your head like a feedbag when something bad happens or your in a pissy mood, take Dr. Phil's simple advice of "it's not what your eating, it's whats eat you?"

I'm too the point where I hate selling diet books anymore, the same people buy the all the new diet books and um...their all still fat, imagine that. Try eating those books we all buy as a source of fiber, stop making excuses for our gluttonous American eating habits, follow the "Fuck It Diet" and for the love of God, exercise. Imagine the money you'll save not having to buy over-priced 'diet foods', imagine the bookshelf space when you burn the library of Diet books, think about it, and just do it.

Hump Day

First off I'd like to say, back the fuck off to Comcast, there will be no more of this hostile takeover crap from you! As if AOL Time-Warner debacle wasn't enough to deter massive conglomerations of mixed media. Mr. Eisner, you've pissed off Walt's newphew, lost Pixar, stop the bleeding..........knock-knock, anybody home? Get your shit together dude, let's not trash one of the great American Institutions we have left. Remember it all started with a Mouse, not with the inflated ego of a middle-aged white man, get your shit together bitch. Arrrrgh.

Let's play catch!!

One thing though, let's pretend you don't know we're playing catch, mmmkay? *smooches*

Da Grammy's.....

I can't believe I watched the whole thing. The Grammy's lasted three+ hours, ow. Short synopsis:

Prince & Beyonce': very cool, all Beyonce' needed was a g-string and pole.
Justin Timberlake: stop apologizing, we get it, it wasn't your fault, do remember, it was a just a breast. But do keep in mind Mr. Thang, you agreed to tearing the outfit in the first place, an act of aggression towards a women, that wasn't a seductive move you little twit, it was a forced act of aggressive behaviour, sexy, no. Now shut the fuck up, the world still likes you and you have a little trophy that says so.
Christina Aguilera: Thanks for dressing, your beautiful when you do that...teehee =P
White Stripes: Beautiful noise, perfection, kudos.
P-funk: Who smoked the Funk, gotta have that funk.
Outkast: I just don't get it, sorry.
Evanesence: She looked scared even before Fiddy cent attacked.
That's all I can remember, most of the live performances were excellent, the mind in numb, I over slept and I'm gone.com. Have a loverly day.

Again, it was a BOOBIE.

I feel the need to slap the crap out of the lawyer that actually file this suit:
Terri Carlin, a 47-year-old Knoxville bank employee, contends that Jackson's exposure and other "sexually explicit conduct" during halftime festivities caused viewers to "suffer outrage, anger, embarrassment and serious injury." Jesus F'n Christ! this is pathetic, 2 seconds of exposed breast cannot cause serious injury, unless of course the aforementioned breast smacks you in the eye and the freakin' sun shaped nipple decoration rips through your cornea, now that would have been a half time show.

Some giveth and some take away......

Blog hopping on a Saturday night and I ain't got nobody, I got some money cause I just paid......then I handed it over to my debtors, the asschimps. It appears that Washington is giving support to John Kerry. works for me. I took some good loving from James @ Shots & Giggles and he gave in return, I'm all but spent, heh. Off to watch Lost in Translation, ciao.

Stalking Neal

My nightly satire comes from The Daily Show and my morning satire used to be Neal Pollack's blog which is currently on hiatus. After some withdrawl, I found that Google News obligingly sends the most current articles on the topic of your choosing and today was paydirt an interview @ Popmatters. What I love about Mr. Pollack is his brutal yet, hysterical, honesty.....

PM: In your opinion, what were some of the notable literary happenings of 2003?

NP: Well, Stephen King got a lifetime achievement honor from the National Book Award people. That really brought out the snobs. Millions of zombie-kids and their helpless parents dressed like wizards to buy a doorstop that will be made into a movie before most of the kids hit puberty. Jessica Lynch refused to play the fool for Rick Bragg, who'd earlier left The New York Times in disgrace. There was some brouhaha over a book called The Bookseller of Kabul, but I couldn't make heads or tails of it. Heidi Julavits, in The Believer magazine, wrote an influential essay in which she decried the use of "snark" in book reviewing, and then a bunch of people who have never written a book and never will fell all over themselves trying to parse what she meant. Crap. I get tired thinking about this stuff. more here.

And so it goes, lol.

Gather together ye' Democrats and get thee to a carcass.....er Caucus.

It's snot a Primary it's a Caucus, and it's today in Washington and Michigan. Yes, I was impressed with all the Dean supporters standing on the main intersection in my city....and yes, he was impressive on Meet the Press but is he presidential? Well, Bush isn't what I would deem presidential and he's in. What of Kerry? Nice fella, war vet and botox vet.....hmmmm.....vanity....should make a god God head. I just don't know, I like Welsy Clark too, but alas, he didn't drag his ass up here and expose himself to our wetness, Edwards too, and gosh Mr. Kucinich, um....you might wanna go home now. If Dean doesn't win today he's outta here, I like the fella, he's for the little guy, so he doesn't have a chance.....it's all about big business in this country, fuck the little guy...snarf. Whatever happens today, may God go with all the candidates....and someone please be rid of the cowboy, thanks.

Mood:

Courtesy of my gifted friend Pie! I give da linkage baybeeeee *smooch*

It's Full Moon Friday!

Picasso's wife or a blogger?

Nice Tits! via VBB

more later.......or not, snarf. ;)

Five more reasons to love me long time...

1. What's the most daring thing you've ever done? Taking that first breath of air as a baby, once I was popped out of the mother unit, I looked around and thought, "this isn't all that bad, gulp, someone feed me..". So far it's been a long strange trip and I'm still hungry.

2. What one thing would you like to try that your mother/friend/significant other would never approve of? Flashing my boobie during the Super Bowl.

3. On a scale of 1-10, what's your risk factor? (1=never take risks, 10=it's a lifestyle) It truly depends on my mood sometimes I can't be bothered with anything, blah, other times I'm jumping in without thinking about the impending repercussions, I guess it would be 5, great number, it's odd, like me....5 it is.

4. What's the best thing that's ever happened to you as a result of being bold/risky? Employment.

5. ... and what's the worst? let's just say I woke up in a downtown detox unit looking like Edward Scissorhands bitch, enough said.

I've got to pray for my soul now, have a loverly day ;)

OY! continued....

What would Jesus do?

This just in......Jesus Christ has officially jump the shark? Oy.

If Governor Locke gets his way....

My dollar will be worth .90 cents, that's not even a coffee at Denny's. Yeah, the money will go to K-12 with a majority of the funds going to 'higher' education, I'm all for education, but it's madness I say. Our states minimum wage is already $7.01, with a 1% tax increase that very wage gets smacked back down to $6.30, deny education or just get used to shopping at Wal-Mart, which means your most likely buying product made in another country at a fraction of the cost it would take to make in America, which incidently if those very products were made in American the chances are unemployment would cease to exist, as would Wal-Mart, poof....*snap*....this makes my brain hurt....where was I going with this, I'm not sure.

If Bill Gates gets his way, it will cost people one penny per email sent....ow.

If I get my way, my ovaries will explode and I will never menstruate again.

It's good to have goals. Thank You & Good Night. :)

The Cool Kids Table

As you've noticed by my blogroll, I tend to lean towards the literary blogs, but today I almost chucked a nug when Cup Of Chicha posted the pic's of the cool kids: Book Slut, Old Hag, Gawker...etc. It is nice to see the faces behind the words and then again, it goes back to the discussion on I Love Books: Knowing the Author. They all look perfectly normal, I'm just trying to comprehend why now, I'm glad they all love each other but um....get over it, it's like a freakin literary orgy. If orgies are a way to increase traffic I'm doomed. Have a super fucking day.

Whoops!

So, at work yesterday I listened to people bitch about the half-time show, older generations bitched about the lack of diversity (ageism, snarf), the general consensus on talk radio was the declining moral values of today's youth, blah, blah, blah. Personally, I don't think it's a decline of moral values so much as the Y generations lack of social skills, it's a different world, but listen up kids, it's so NOT all about you, one way to understand your society as a whole would be to read Generations, trust me, it will help you to understand those people dissin on you. :D

As for Ms. Jackson's nipple episode, again I say, it was a fucking boobie, get over it. If the FCC does goes forward and fines CBS they better start fining the world (dumbasses), I've seen worst things on network television and CBS, rapes, murders um...CSI....Survivor....the horrors of Everybody Loves Raymond, etc.....it was BREAST!!! Sweet Jesus. I will agree the Kid Rock wearing the flag like a poncho was tacky, but hey, give him a break, it's all he could find in his trailer and the Wal-Mart must of been closed. I enjoyed the half-time show, it was fun and I shook my ass dancing away, am I wrong for liking it, no, and fuck you if you don't like that I liked it, to each there own, yanno. Ultimately, it was 15 minutes of fun, the world is still spinning and no one lied to get you to watch it, but hey, your fricken President lied to you about WOMD and he gets no fines and half the country still loves him, ugh. Pick your battles people and chill the fuck out.

What I am wrong about is New American Standard not having a website, I'm just an idiot overlooking the site address on the posters, the cd, etc. Again I thoroughly enjoyed them, and Aaron, you were marvelous darling, a whomping mad muppet of a drummer, I was impressed and that's not an easy task, unless of course you'd like to bare your breast in public. ;)

Badger, Badger, mushroom, mushroom, snake.

Link via the hilarious Irate Weirdo's

Have a loverly day!

Rainy days and Mondays always piss me off

News Flash: Justin Timberlake rips off Janet Jackson's right bra cup exposing the breast to millions during the Super Bowl half time. I saw that and I said um...whoopsie....contrived? Most likely. Janet is such a super sis to MJ that to take the heat away from his trial she showed the world her breast. Funny, when I do that, I get beads, even when it's not Mardi Gra and that's with showing both breasts, it's easy at my age, I just lift the bottom of my shirt to expose my belly and whoop dare day is. The reaction isn't admiration, it's people throwing shit at me so I'll cover them puppies up, such is life.

The half time show in whole was pretty damn cool though, Jessica Simpson as the majorette, then Janet, then P diddypuffythang, then Nelly (I bet it was getting hot in there), then the ever greasy Kid Rock, then Diddy & Nelly again, then Justin Timberlake, woo, then Justin & Janet together smacking down the Madonna & Britney kiss. I guess the FCC is quit pissed which I find utterly fucking ridiculous, attention FCC exec's, it was a titty, a boob, a breastcicle, a mammory, baby food. It was nothing more, nothing less get the fuck over it. I don't think anyone will be scarred by the event and may just spurn a renewed interest in nipple peircings. What are the odds Janet will appear on the cover of Maxim next month? heh.

The Cd release party was a hoot, it took place at Graceland in Downtown Seattle, back in my day it was called the Offramp and I saw Hole there before the release of Live Through this when all we wanted to hear her sing was Teenage Whore & Retard Girl, memories.........light the corners of my mind, yeah.....anyhoo it's called Graceland now and it's all-ages. I thoroughly enjoyed watching all the kids taking their first stage dive (with parental unit standing close by), strange mix but I was pleased to see people my age there. 3 bands played, although I missed the first band due to beer consumption, but, the second band Common Heroes was a nice Nirvana Redux cleaned up a bit, the kids in the band wore a Styxx t-shirt and a Rolling Stones t-shirt, it's nice to pay respect to the elders and they played a nice set. New American Standard (no website, the horror ;) ) was a pleasant surprise, great stage presence, gorgeous men, grooving, melodic, yet, crunchy tunes. I bought the Cd and got a free DVD, woohoo, I'll watch it later. Although little alcohol was consumed and I was home by 11, I still ache, this aging shit is hideous.

The dye job? Fabulous! 3 shades of red that look like Fire, quite amazing. I've been described as edgy, a hell cat and funky, why thank you. ;)

Tired of beating Penguins? Who isn't?

Try Scrabble, guaranteed to melt errrr, enhance the brain. This has brought me more enjoyment than my physical therapy, heh. A good indicator of when to start the pt is when your ass goes numb whislt sitting at you computer, damnit all! *rubs ass* Have a good one Folks!

Whoopie!! It's Super Bowl Sunday and I don't give a shit!

I'm just not a big fan of the Super Bowl unless the Seahawks are playing in it (self confessed fair weather fan) and even then I think I'd have to be drunk to enjoy it, kinda like sex with a stupid ugly person, the more you drink the more fun it is. Not that I've ever done that....ahem....I'm recovered.....anyhoo. Goooooooo, Mariners.

Today I have the great pleasure of being a hair model for my stylist. Her salon is switching Hair Color products and each stylist had to pick a model for the class today and I'm the lab rat, whoopie! Also this evening I promised one of my employee's I'd go to the CD release party of New American Standard a local band that denies any connection to the emo-movement and have compared their sound to Sunny Day Realestate, hmmmmm....we'll see....if it's shitty I'll torture Aaron at work tomorrow. Just the thought of having to go Downtown and being up late in a stinky club with people much younger than myself posing and in general acting like asses is not so thrilling, but, wtf....life's short and I haven't been out in awhile and I'll want to show off the new dye job, yanno. This Lab rat just may have fun.