Paris Hilton Banned From Oscars
...So reports the U.K.'s DigitalSpy.com via the Daily Star. Oscar organizers are having none of the bimbo socialite who'd reportedly wanted to schmooze industry types in hopes of launching an acting career *snicker*. Silly girl, take your money and go away.
Kirstie Alley's Ego Isn't Fat, Just Big-Boned
Alley ditched Jenny to launch a weight loss program of her own; Might as well since Jenny didn't seem to do the trick for the succulent $cientologist.
Skeevy Has-Been Gene Simmons Releases Sex Tape
Sales of old Kiss 8-Tracks must be slow as the former 70's rocker tries to keep up with the other sex-tape producing skanks in Hollywood. -DListed
Please watch this.. Ellen Degeneres talks about the murder of a 15 year old boy by his 8th grade classmate; Why? Because he asked another boy to be his valentine. Her comments about gay punchlines in monologues, in television and film are particularly poignant.
The water was so beautiful at the National Seashore down in Provincetown this weekend. Tom and myself, along with a friendly Canadian psychiatrist we found along the way spent Sunday taking photos and walking down to the beach, then huffin and puffin up the sand dunes again. I was actually the only one huffin and puffin but marching-up a steep sandy hill is hard enough... doing it in 35-degree weather with heavy wind and half frozen sand makes the trek even more unexpectedly aerobic.
Tom's place there is cozy and charming and beautiful and I can't wait until he's there permanently. He'll fit right in among the year-round locals and when he's there, it's a side of him I never see, he's actually happy; I think. Sometimes it's hard to tell with him.
I had the best clam chowder of my life on Saturday night. It hasn't been that long since I've had it but the experience was near orgasmic. mmmmmmmm, get a big bowl of it at Bayside Betsy's next time you're there. The next best thing is Betsy's homemade, homestyle chocolate layer cake.. I'm just up in Boston but trust me, I'll not find anything that comes close to Betsy's clam chowder or cake.
Poor Ann Coulter might need her Bush Bucks rebate check quicker than the rest of us. Seems that the ultra right-wing blonde's credit card was declined over the weekend by none other than Publix Supermarket in Palm Beach, FL. Oh, the irony!
Sources said when the card was declined in the express checkout line of 10-items or less, Coulter was visibly shamed, quickly pulled out some cash and high-tailed her scabby-legged ass outta there. Maybe she bought one black cocktail dress too many since it's all bitch seems to wear.
Don't feel bad Ann, it happens to the worst of us. Sucks being on the skid, don't it?
So when did we begin defining our modern heroes by all the feel-good rhetoric they spew? I know that's all part of politics, I get it, but have you stopped to notice the cult of Obama; Barack Hussein Obama and the legions of entranced minds of mush following him like a new-aged pied piper? Scary.
On Wednesday the less-than-full-term Illinois Senator won his tenth-straight primary/caucus but we still know so very little about him other than he looks good at a podium, if you're so inclined to think he looks good. I'll take a pass on his look but, I digress.
There isn't much alternative though, is there friends? Reagan's shining city on a hill is as distant as Camelot and come January, a President McCain, Obama or Clinton will be in the Oval office; a place once so revered some presidents refused to enter it unless they were wearing a dark suit, no matter the hour of the day. But now, we're on the cusp of sending a radical shrew, an unknown neophyte I'm convinced is an agent of the Antichrist or a has-been war hero who registers equal to a rebuilt transmission on the interest and appeal scale. What's to become of us?
Who would have thought Wisconsin, land of trees and cows and pastoral fields of green and snow and more snow would be positioned as such a pivotal player on the political landscape as it may possibly be in tomorrow's Democratic primary selection process. Well, like it or not, they are; And if you're a Cheese Head Dem, please, for the sake of all humanity and news cycles get your pale ass to the polls tomorrow and give SOMEBODY a slam-dunk victory. If Hillary or Obama walk away with a huge victory tomorrow, it COULD lead one of them to finally drop out of this mess and give us back our televisions and a break from what will no doubt be the most contentious Presidential election cycle of the modern era. I just don't think we can keep this pace up through November, somethings gotta give so, Wisconsin, do your part and send one of these bitches packing, got it?
AFTERNOON CRUMBS...
The dog's been sick and is coming around the last 24 hours as I've tried to get back to a work-centric focus. I've spent the better part of the night saying things like "no-no" and "stop that" as little paws pull at the socks on my feet in a bid for attention and a game of Throw-The-Baby, our evening game of choice. He's having none of my preoccupation and insisting I stop what I'm doing and make it all about him. What a good boy he is, if not entirely selfless.
Heard from a semi-old friend this evening who's dad suddenly went away much like my poor mom. In his case however they know the cruel cause, heart attack, and only about 61. He talked of his mom sleeping on the sofa, not being able to bear going into her bedroom, heartbroken over the sudden loss of her sweetheart of 40 years. Life is cruel and you can't punch back...We're still at a loss for mom's passing with the answers being at the mercy of a country coroner who has no more of a medical degree than the stray pigeon sitting outside my window. So this week the heat will be turned-up, attorneys called and all hell will begin to unravel until we get the answer we so desperately need. How dare God take her away without at least as much of an explanation. I will have it, and country coroners and their secretary wives be damned, so THERE.
Could someone tell me how and why a head-buzzed, slovenly emaciated Ron Reagan Jr. landed a political talking-head gig on CNN and Larry King? Wasn't he a ballerina or something? Did Nancy cut him off or is Ron just attention-starved? All signs point to "All Of The Above".
Michelle Obama says she's never been proud of her country (that would be us) until her husband began being considered as the Democratic nominee for President.....Hey Michelle, go away now. Thanks.
I'm on Prednisone and it's robbing my sleep and making me buzzy at inappropriate times; like, BED time. This would have been a night to call my mom and update her on all things Massachusetts and what I saw today and how beautiful the city can be when the streets are moist and shiny. I miss her and sometimes think I smell her perfume, I miss her terribly, but I say that too much lately. It's a given no doubt to those who know me but, what else am I supposed to do?
I hope this is enough content for the Lafayette, La. Cajun who's been busting my ass about updating my site. I can just imagine how much they've missed me in France. ;-) This should do you till tomorrow, I still feel rotten and I'm craving some puppy time on the living room floor: Sweet dreams and happy Monday....
