So true, so true.
POLT = listening to "Take Me Or Leave Me" from the Rent Soundtrack
Rarely is the question asked: is our children learning? - Bushie
Monday, July 31, 2006
What do we call it now, it isn't marriage anymore...
Found this online somewhere...
So true, so true.
POLT = listening to "Take Me Or Leave Me" from the Rent Soundtrack
Rarely is the question asked: is our children learning? - Bushie
So true, so true.
POLT = listening to "Take Me Or Leave Me" from the Rent Soundtrack
Rarely is the question asked: is our children learning? - Bushie
Came along just like a song, and brightened my day...
Sorry I haven't posted much recently, haven't been feeling the best. But I'm over that now and back to my old Poltie self!
So, this morning, I got up and after fighting with Blogger to let it allow me to post the photos to Monday's Hot Shirtless Guy Photos (and what an ordeal THAT was...took me an hour and fifteen minutes...arrghh!), I took two loads of laundry over to my parents. I do them there and leave them a couple bucks for thier trouble, with is really nonexistant, cause Im the one doing said laundry.
At any rate, while I was over there, I had a roast beef sandwich, and potato chips. And wouldn't you know it, I chipped a tooth. One of my back molars. A whole quarter of it is gone, from the end up to the gum line. Ich. I called the dentist, they put me on a waiting list. At least there's no pain. Then they called back with an appointment for 900am Wednesday. oh joy. I don't have a phobia of the dentist or anything, but I just HATE going there. Ugh.
So I was watching TV over there, and stumbled upon MTV. Naturally, they weren't playing videos because they don't believe in playing videos anymore. For some reason, music videos are no longer part of the regular programmin on Music TeleVision. Go figure.
BUT, the show Made was playing. I like Made, it's one of my guilty pleasures. For you that don't know, Made takes teens and makes them into what the apsire to be, with the help of a coach. Something like a Goth chick becoming Prom Queen with the help of Miss Arizona. Or an Asian chemistry geek becoming a hip hop rapsters with the help of a hip hop artist, that sorta thing.
This one, I hadn't seen before. I had Dillan, the class clown who wanted to become a fashion designer. He was cute and adorable, in a pinch his cheeks kinda way, not a sexual one. He had a gerat smile, and unruly hair. Anyway, he actually did buckle down and make five outfits himself for a three way runway comepetition. He did it in 5 weeks. And in the beginning he didn't even know how to run a sewing machine. I enjoyed this particular one, cause of the kid himself (oh and the shirtless teenaged models they used to model the clothes on the runway...nice).
And after that, well, I did some manual labor. I know, I know, I couldn't believe it either. My parents are added a room onto the back of thier house, and everything is done but the electricity and the plumbing. So mom's painting it now. She's got the upper part painted a dark purple and the lower part will be a light lavender. I volunteered to paint some of the lower part for her. And I did. But it was difficult cause the shade of lavender is almost white, and the primer was white, so I had difficulty seeing what I had painted and what I hadn't. But the upside is, it got painted, and i did NOT get painted. Not a drop of paint on me.
A full day so far...and it's only half over...
POLT = listening to "Love In Store" by Fleetwood Mac
The only unnatural sex act is that which you cannot perform. - Dr. Akfred Kinsey
So, this morning, I got up and after fighting with Blogger to let it allow me to post the photos to Monday's Hot Shirtless Guy Photos (and what an ordeal THAT was...took me an hour and fifteen minutes...arrghh!), I took two loads of laundry over to my parents. I do them there and leave them a couple bucks for thier trouble, with is really nonexistant, cause Im the one doing said laundry.
At any rate, while I was over there, I had a roast beef sandwich, and potato chips. And wouldn't you know it, I chipped a tooth. One of my back molars. A whole quarter of it is gone, from the end up to the gum line. Ich. I called the dentist, they put me on a waiting list. At least there's no pain. Then they called back with an appointment for 900am Wednesday. oh joy. I don't have a phobia of the dentist or anything, but I just HATE going there. Ugh.
So I was watching TV over there, and stumbled upon MTV. Naturally, they weren't playing videos because they don't believe in playing videos anymore. For some reason, music videos are no longer part of the regular programmin on Music TeleVision. Go figure.
BUT, the show Made was playing. I like Made, it's one of my guilty pleasures. For you that don't know, Made takes teens and makes them into what the apsire to be, with the help of a coach. Something like a Goth chick becoming Prom Queen with the help of Miss Arizona. Or an Asian chemistry geek becoming a hip hop rapsters with the help of a hip hop artist, that sorta thing.
This one, I hadn't seen before. I had Dillan, the class clown who wanted to become a fashion designer. He was cute and adorable, in a pinch his cheeks kinda way, not a sexual one. He had a gerat smile, and unruly hair. Anyway, he actually did buckle down and make five outfits himself for a three way runway comepetition. He did it in 5 weeks. And in the beginning he didn't even know how to run a sewing machine. I enjoyed this particular one, cause of the kid himself (oh and the shirtless teenaged models they used to model the clothes on the runway...nice).
And after that, well, I did some manual labor. I know, I know, I couldn't believe it either. My parents are added a room onto the back of thier house, and everything is done but the electricity and the plumbing. So mom's painting it now. She's got the upper part painted a dark purple and the lower part will be a light lavender. I volunteered to paint some of the lower part for her. And I did. But it was difficult cause the shade of lavender is almost white, and the primer was white, so I had difficulty seeing what I had painted and what I hadn't. But the upside is, it got painted, and i did NOT get painted. Not a drop of paint on me.
A full day so far...and it's only half over...
POLT = listening to "Love In Store" by Fleetwood Mac
The only unnatural sex act is that which you cannot perform. - Dr. Akfred Kinsey
Week 55...
MONDAY'S HOT SHIRTLESS GUY PHOTOS
POLT= listening to "Twist And Shout" by The Beatles
"Maybe I should have been gay." "You are what you are, my friend. There's no changing sides once God places you." - Northstar, Uncanny X-Men #414
POLT= listening to "Twist And Shout" by The Beatles
"Maybe I should have been gay." "You are what you are, my friend. There's no changing sides once God places you." - Northstar, Uncanny X-Men #414
Sunday, July 30, 2006
Let's get unconscious honey (part 8)...
Unconscious Mutterings from Luna Nina:
I say ... and you think ... ?
Italy :: Rome
Honk :: Horn
Shades :: Sunny
Tool :: Drill
Modern :: Art
Tension :: Stress
Conservative :: Narrow minded
Weight :: Heavy
Insurance :: Rip-off
Political :: Parties
POLT = listening to "Unique" by Lisa Unique
Life's a beach...and then you drown.
I say ... and you think ... ?
Italy :: Rome
Honk :: Horn
Shades :: Sunny
Tool :: Drill
Modern :: Art
Tension :: Stress
Conservative :: Narrow minded
Weight :: Heavy
Insurance :: Rip-off
Political :: Parties
POLT = listening to "Unique" by Lisa Unique
Life's a beach...and then you drown.
Saturday, July 29, 2006
Said one word and was asked to leave...
Okay, we all know Project Runway is like crack (thank you, Danvera). So I'm wondering what all of you PR junkies (you KNOW who you are) think the scandal is coming up this week, and who's gonna get kicked off.
I myself have no idea, but I've been trolling the web looking for other people suspicions, and I'm gonna list some below. If you do not want to know what others think it MIGHT be, then do NOT read any further.
Most people want Kieth to go, cause he's so slimey. And a lot of them seem to think it has to do with plagerized sketchs or something. I've also read that they think it might be Kanye to get kicked off, because maybe he blabbed about winning the Miss USA challenge before he was allowed to. Some have mentioned Jeffrey, because of all those big fancy names he dropped in his video that he desinged clothes for, maybe he was lying. Maybe one of those names came forward and said no way, and they're kicking him off for that (this one is the one I'm backing). Also, for some reason, some people seem to think Laura will get kicked off for being pregnant and not telling the producers during the interviews (!). Somebody even mentioned drug use, but Keith again, or maybe Vincent (we all know he's on something!).
I don't know how it'll be or why, but I'm hoping it's the Jeffrey one...I just can not STAND him. Ugh! And when they were showing his tape and he's rattling off all those names, I'm thinking to myself "yeah right, like ANY of those people would pay a scruffy guy in a dirty hoodie and WAY too many tattoos that's too full of himself to design clothes for them!" I hope I'm right!
POLT = listening to "Get Over It" by OK Go
It's not easy being green. - Kermit The Frog
I myself have no idea, but I've been trolling the web looking for other people suspicions, and I'm gonna list some below. If you do not want to know what others think it MIGHT be, then do NOT read any further.
Most people want Kieth to go, cause he's so slimey. And a lot of them seem to think it has to do with plagerized sketchs or something. I've also read that they think it might be Kanye to get kicked off, because maybe he blabbed about winning the Miss USA challenge before he was allowed to. Some have mentioned Jeffrey, because of all those big fancy names he dropped in his video that he desinged clothes for, maybe he was lying. Maybe one of those names came forward and said no way, and they're kicking him off for that (this one is the one I'm backing). Also, for some reason, some people seem to think Laura will get kicked off for being pregnant and not telling the producers during the interviews (!). Somebody even mentioned drug use, but Keith again, or maybe Vincent (we all know he's on something!).
I don't know how it'll be or why, but I'm hoping it's the Jeffrey one...I just can not STAND him. Ugh! And when they were showing his tape and he's rattling off all those names, I'm thinking to myself "yeah right, like ANY of those people would pay a scruffy guy in a dirty hoodie and WAY too many tattoos that's too full of himself to design clothes for them!" I hope I'm right!
POLT = listening to "Get Over It" by OK Go
It's not easy being green. - Kermit The Frog
It's a scandal, such a scandal...
MALIBU, Calif. - Mel Gibson was arrested early Friday for suspicion of driving under the influence, a Sheriff’s Department spokesman said.
Gibson’s vehicle was speeding eastbound on the Pacific Coast Highway when officers stopped him at 2:36 a.m., Sheriff’s spokesman Steve Whitmore said.
Gibson, 50, was booked at the Lost Hills Sheriff’s station at 4:06 a.m., according to department records. The actor-director was cited and released, Whitmore said. Bail was set at $5,000.
“The investigation is ongoing,” Whitmore said. “As we would do with anyone, we don’t want to release any more since the information is fragmentary.”
Gibson’s spokesman, Alan Nierob, said he was looking into the matter.
I guess now we know what "The Passion of The Gibson" is, eh? I wonder, what would Christ think of Gibson now, not only has he overindulged in alcohol (or maybe, Gibson's version of Christ would even look down on ANY drinking at all), but he was out driving and endangering innocents. Maybe he just a wee too much wine at Communion?
Look, I know this is serious, but I just can't help but twitter to myself when a self-righteous, egocentric, holier-than-thou big celebrity who takes himself WAY too seriously gets hoisted on his own pitard. (For other examples, see Bill O'Reilly and the phonesex, and William Bennett, the preacher of morals and his gambling issues, and Rush Limbuagh and his railing against drug addicts and yet...well, we all know about that.)
POLT = listening to "The Hardest Part" by Coldplay
In the language of love, menage a trois is French for "in your dreams".
Gibson’s vehicle was speeding eastbound on the Pacific Coast Highway when officers stopped him at 2:36 a.m., Sheriff’s spokesman Steve Whitmore said.
Gibson, 50, was booked at the Lost Hills Sheriff’s station at 4:06 a.m., according to department records. The actor-director was cited and released, Whitmore said. Bail was set at $5,000.
“The investigation is ongoing,” Whitmore said. “As we would do with anyone, we don’t want to release any more since the information is fragmentary.”
Gibson’s spokesman, Alan Nierob, said he was looking into the matter.
I guess now we know what "The Passion of The Gibson" is, eh? I wonder, what would Christ think of Gibson now, not only has he overindulged in alcohol (or maybe, Gibson's version of Christ would even look down on ANY drinking at all), but he was out driving and endangering innocents. Maybe he just a wee too much wine at Communion?
Look, I know this is serious, but I just can't help but twitter to myself when a self-righteous, egocentric, holier-than-thou big celebrity who takes himself WAY too seriously gets hoisted on his own pitard. (For other examples, see Bill O'Reilly and the phonesex, and William Bennett, the preacher of morals and his gambling issues, and Rush Limbuagh and his railing against drug addicts and yet...well, we all know about that.)
POLT = listening to "The Hardest Part" by Coldplay
In the language of love, menage a trois is French for "in your dreams".
You do everything in spite, your jealousy is deep inside...
Got a question for you (it's actually a rhetorical one, so no answer is necessary).
Has someone ever done or said something that upset you, but they didn't do it or say it on purpose? They had no intention of upsetting you when they did it or said it, and in fact didn't even know that it upset you. Nonetheless, when you talked to them to next time, did you said something to them that you knew would make them feel bad and guilty, just so they'd feel bad and guilty?
...
Okay, well then I guess it's just me.
Jealousy is a deep and evil thing.
I have GOT to make a call tomorrow, and try to correct this.
POLT = listening to "The Test" by The Chemical Brothers
If we refuse to give love because we fear the pain of loss, then our lives will be empty, our loss greater. - Tanis, Dragonlance Vol. 2
Has someone ever done or said something that upset you, but they didn't do it or say it on purpose? They had no intention of upsetting you when they did it or said it, and in fact didn't even know that it upset you. Nonetheless, when you talked to them to next time, did you said something to them that you knew would make them feel bad and guilty, just so they'd feel bad and guilty?
...
Okay, well then I guess it's just me.
Jealousy is a deep and evil thing.
I have GOT to make a call tomorrow, and try to correct this.
POLT = listening to "The Test" by The Chemical Brothers
If we refuse to give love because we fear the pain of loss, then our lives will be empty, our loss greater. - Tanis, Dragonlance Vol. 2
Give me my profits, when you get home...
Exxon Mobil profit surges on high oil prices
Second largest quarterly profit ever recorded by public U.S. company
DALLAS - Exxon Mobil Corp. said Thursday it earned $10.36 billion in the second quarter, the second largest quarterly profit ever recorded by a publicly traded U.S. company.
The earnings figure was 36 percent above the profit it reported a year ago. High oil prices helped boost the company’s revenue by 12 percent to a level just short of a quarterly record. Its shares rose to a new high in morning trading.
Exxon Mobil’s report comes as many drivers in the U.S. are paying $3 for a gallon of gas — increasing the likelihood of further political backlash in Washington.
But the company isn’t alone. Royal Dutch Shell PLC said Thursday that second-quarter earnings jumped 40 percent to $7.32 billion as high oil prices offset production difficulties in Nigeria and the Gulf of Mexico.
Other oil companies reported big numbers for the quarter this week as well. BP PLC reported its quarterly profit rose 30 percent to $7.3 billion and ConocoPhillips said its earnings rose 65 percent to $5.18 billion.
Second largest quarterly profit EVER recorded. And yet, gas prices are still aroudn $3.00 a gallon, and set to go higher at the smallest thing.
But why is gas so high? Well obviously, it's increased demand. Or China sucking up all the supply. Or the damn enviornmentalists who won't let us drill in Alaskan wildlife preserves. Or it's all the taxes on the gas. Or, as I heard one of the far right nutwags warbling on TV explain, it was actually Clinton's fault (I don't know how, I was laughing too hard and didn't hear).
No, it certainly could have nothing to DO with Oil companies CEO's being greedy sons-of-bitches, now could it? Ya think maybe, JUST maybe, they could have given us a more decent price on gas and only taken, oh, say 8 billion in profits instead? Wouldn't that have made them happy?
God, I am so pissed about this! This and the American public complete and total apathy about it. You'd think, with something THIS blantant, there'd be protests in the streets. But now, we'll sit back in our gas guzzling SUV's and pay the exorbitant prices and just bitch to our buddies and vote right back in the same legislators that are in the back pocket of the oil companies.
What SHOULD we do, you ask? I'll tell ya. We tell the oil as of RIGHT NOW, gas is $1.50, $1.60, and $1.70 a gallon for each of the three grades. And will be for the next 6 months. And whatever your output of gasoline was TODAY, you will produce exactly that much every day for the next 6 months OR you will be fined X amount of dollars for every day you are under that production level (X being a very exorbitant fine). And if that means that you have to take some of these obscene profits that you've gouged from the AMerican public, then just consider this a refund to them all. Plus, if you don't behave, we'll extend the dela another 6 months or perhaps a year beyond it.
I have no problem with a company making a profit, even a large profit. But when they make that profit by overcharging for thier product AND forming a monopoly style outfit by having all the companies producing that product band together to charge high prices, well THEN something drastic needs to be done.
I know this will never happen, our government is happy to wage war on our civil rights, and the poorest of us, and a country that had never attacked us, nor had the capability to do so, but God FORBID they event hink about taking on a corporation.
Lord, where is Teddy Roosevelt when we need him?
POLT = listening to "Hot Stuff" by Donna Summer
I think we all agree the past is over. - Bushie
Second largest quarterly profit ever recorded by public U.S. company
DALLAS - Exxon Mobil Corp. said Thursday it earned $10.36 billion in the second quarter, the second largest quarterly profit ever recorded by a publicly traded U.S. company.
The earnings figure was 36 percent above the profit it reported a year ago. High oil prices helped boost the company’s revenue by 12 percent to a level just short of a quarterly record. Its shares rose to a new high in morning trading.
Exxon Mobil’s report comes as many drivers in the U.S. are paying $3 for a gallon of gas — increasing the likelihood of further political backlash in Washington.
But the company isn’t alone. Royal Dutch Shell PLC said Thursday that second-quarter earnings jumped 40 percent to $7.32 billion as high oil prices offset production difficulties in Nigeria and the Gulf of Mexico.
Other oil companies reported big numbers for the quarter this week as well. BP PLC reported its quarterly profit rose 30 percent to $7.3 billion and ConocoPhillips said its earnings rose 65 percent to $5.18 billion.
Second largest quarterly profit EVER recorded. And yet, gas prices are still aroudn $3.00 a gallon, and set to go higher at the smallest thing.
But why is gas so high? Well obviously, it's increased demand. Or China sucking up all the supply. Or the damn enviornmentalists who won't let us drill in Alaskan wildlife preserves. Or it's all the taxes on the gas. Or, as I heard one of the far right nutwags warbling on TV explain, it was actually Clinton's fault (I don't know how, I was laughing too hard and didn't hear).
No, it certainly could have nothing to DO with Oil companies CEO's being greedy sons-of-bitches, now could it? Ya think maybe, JUST maybe, they could have given us a more decent price on gas and only taken, oh, say 8 billion in profits instead? Wouldn't that have made them happy?
God, I am so pissed about this! This and the American public complete and total apathy about it. You'd think, with something THIS blantant, there'd be protests in the streets. But now, we'll sit back in our gas guzzling SUV's and pay the exorbitant prices and just bitch to our buddies and vote right back in the same legislators that are in the back pocket of the oil companies.
What SHOULD we do, you ask? I'll tell ya. We tell the oil as of RIGHT NOW, gas is $1.50, $1.60, and $1.70 a gallon for each of the three grades. And will be for the next 6 months. And whatever your output of gasoline was TODAY, you will produce exactly that much every day for the next 6 months OR you will be fined X amount of dollars for every day you are under that production level (X being a very exorbitant fine). And if that means that you have to take some of these obscene profits that you've gouged from the AMerican public, then just consider this a refund to them all. Plus, if you don't behave, we'll extend the dela another 6 months or perhaps a year beyond it.
I have no problem with a company making a profit, even a large profit. But when they make that profit by overcharging for thier product AND forming a monopoly style outfit by having all the companies producing that product band together to charge high prices, well THEN something drastic needs to be done.
I know this will never happen, our government is happy to wage war on our civil rights, and the poorest of us, and a country that had never attacked us, nor had the capability to do so, but God FORBID they event hink about taking on a corporation.
Lord, where is Teddy Roosevelt when we need him?
POLT = listening to "Hot Stuff" by Donna Summer
I think we all agree the past is over. - Bushie
Do you know the way...
Seems news of The Palace has spread exponentially. Everyone seems to want to visit the Palace and partake in the fun, frivolity and fruitiness! These are just some of the examples I've seen so far.
Feel free to help them get to the Palace.....pleeeeeze!
POLT = listening to "In A Little While" by U2
I don't mind forgetting things, but I hate remembering something and forgetting why I was trying to remember it!
Feel free to help them get to the Palace.....pleeeeeze!
POLT = listening to "In A Little While" by U2
I don't mind forgetting things, but I hate remembering something and forgetting why I was trying to remember it!
Friday, July 28, 2006
A kiss is just a kiss...
Frenching Fridays
POLT = listening to "Monk E. Dreams" by Motomo
Here's to waking up on the bathroom floor, sick with the last night's debauch. - Justin Achilli, New York By Night
Thursday, July 27, 2006
Said the joker to the thief...
Ledger To Join 'Batman' Cast As Joker?
Brokeback Mountain star Heath Ledger may have scored the coveted role of The Joker in the Batman Begins sequel, according to press reports in Australia. The actor was reportedly offered the plum part last week and will star in the next installment of the film set to be released in 2008. Oscar-winner Robin Williams was reportedly desperate to land the role and The Da Vinci Code star Paul Bettany was also rumored to be in talks for the part. According to film website Moviehole.net, filmmakers wanted to cast an actor in the part of Batman's adversary who was roughly the same age as 32-year-old star Christian Bale. Ledger is also working with Bale on I'm Not There, a film in which seven actors embody different aspects of musician Bob Dylan's life and work.
This I found online today. All I can say is, "No. No, no, no, no, no. NO! Wrong!" I think Ledger is a good enough actor, and incredibly hot, but as the JOKER??
No no, sorry, doesn't work for me. And Robin WIlliams? Hell no! Maybe 15 or 20 years ago, but now he's too old and, frankly, too fat. Jack Nicholson did a fine job, but we shouldn't be doing a remake of HIM, but doing a REAL Joker.
I always thought Adrien Brody or Crispin Glover (see below) would physically, make excellent Jokers. And they can both play weird and creepy well enough.
Ah, well, I suppose just so long as it's as well made as Batman Begins, then I probably don't have to worry, and should enjoy it.
POLT = listening to "I Don't Wanna Be" by Gavin DeGraw
A good man is hard to find, but a hard man is good to find too.
Brokeback Mountain star Heath Ledger may have scored the coveted role of The Joker in the Batman Begins sequel, according to press reports in Australia. The actor was reportedly offered the plum part last week and will star in the next installment of the film set to be released in 2008. Oscar-winner Robin Williams was reportedly desperate to land the role and The Da Vinci Code star Paul Bettany was also rumored to be in talks for the part. According to film website Moviehole.net, filmmakers wanted to cast an actor in the part of Batman's adversary who was roughly the same age as 32-year-old star Christian Bale. Ledger is also working with Bale on I'm Not There, a film in which seven actors embody different aspects of musician Bob Dylan's life and work.
This I found online today. All I can say is, "No. No, no, no, no, no. NO! Wrong!" I think Ledger is a good enough actor, and incredibly hot, but as the JOKER??
No no, sorry, doesn't work for me. And Robin WIlliams? Hell no! Maybe 15 or 20 years ago, but now he's too old and, frankly, too fat. Jack Nicholson did a fine job, but we shouldn't be doing a remake of HIM, but doing a REAL Joker.
I always thought Adrien Brody or Crispin Glover (see below) would physically, make excellent Jokers. And they can both play weird and creepy well enough.
Ah, well, I suppose just so long as it's as well made as Batman Begins, then I probably don't have to worry, and should enjoy it.
POLT = listening to "I Don't Wanna Be" by Gavin DeGraw
A good man is hard to find, but a hard man is good to find too.
I feel the need to be naked with you (Part 18)...
This past Sunday was absolutely gorgeous! It was in the 80's, the humidity that had been plaguing us recently was gone, and there was a cooling breeze. The sky was a beautiful color of blue, and the clouds were few and fluffy. I live on the third floor and have a very nice balcony out front. Since it was so nice, I took my canvas chair out onto the balcony, propped my feet up on a lawn chair there, and read and enjoyed the day. While enjoying it, I realized this would make a FABulous HNT....so, I give you....
Hope your Sunday was just as fine. If you're interested in knowing any more about HNT, click on the button in the sidebar on the left.
POLT = listening to "Regret" by New Order
You know you've made it when they start suspecting you're gay. - Jaleel White
Wednesday, July 26, 2006
Back where the dogs bark where still life bleeds...
I happened to stumble upon the Project Runway marathon tonight on BRavo. It was the pre-show, the last two episodes that I missed and the new one. And, of course, I'm hooked like a fish on a line.
My thoughts, they sent the wrong chick home tonight. The one that stayed (is her name Angela?) made a street walker, cheap crack whore outfit. And her story was ludicris. The other shorter chick had a nice simple dress. Perhaps a bit too simple, but it's surely something that could be worn, unlike the other one.
All I have to say is this: Angela and Jeffrey (aka I-aspire-to-be-this-season-asshole-ala-Santino), unless they are the one kicked out next episode, will be around for a while, Jeffrey possibly making it to the final three. Because they can design? Nope, because they're rude, assholish drama queen, and the producers LOVE that type (see Santino from Season 2 and Wendy Pepper from Season 1).
I like Kanye (I say Kan-yay, not Kane). He and Micheal Best make a good pair, although the only thing that interests me about Best is getting to see him without a shirt at some point. I like Bradley, he's got an almost child-like innocence about him...although that could have just been a result of too much marijuana. He reminds me of the lead singer of the Spin Doctors, form the early 90's. I like Laura a lot too, despite her NOT liking dogs. She is very classyand elegant and stylish, and always well dressed. I think she could come off as a rich bitch, but as of now, everything she's done has been like her: classy and elegant and stylish, and I like it. The black guy Micheal I think is kinda hot too, but I haven't really seen enough of him to know. Vincent...GOD, he's like Jeff Conway on crack.....it's so sad. I don;t want to like the perky lil blonde Alison...but I do.
I don't have anyone jumping out at me as my favorite like Daniel V did last season. But it's still early, we'll see.
POLT = listening to "Clocks" by Coldplay
Americans know as much about Canada as straight people do about gays! - Buddy Cole, The Kids in The Hall
My thoughts, they sent the wrong chick home tonight. The one that stayed (is her name Angela?) made a street walker, cheap crack whore outfit. And her story was ludicris. The other shorter chick had a nice simple dress. Perhaps a bit too simple, but it's surely something that could be worn, unlike the other one.
All I have to say is this: Angela and Jeffrey (aka I-aspire-to-be-this-season-asshole-ala-Santino), unless they are the one kicked out next episode, will be around for a while, Jeffrey possibly making it to the final three. Because they can design? Nope, because they're rude, assholish drama queen, and the producers LOVE that type (see Santino from Season 2 and Wendy Pepper from Season 1).
I like Kanye (I say Kan-yay, not Kane). He and Micheal Best make a good pair, although the only thing that interests me about Best is getting to see him without a shirt at some point. I like Bradley, he's got an almost child-like innocence about him...although that could have just been a result of too much marijuana. He reminds me of the lead singer of the Spin Doctors, form the early 90's. I like Laura a lot too, despite her NOT liking dogs. She is very classyand elegant and stylish, and always well dressed. I think she could come off as a rich bitch, but as of now, everything she's done has been like her: classy and elegant and stylish, and I like it. The black guy Micheal I think is kinda hot too, but I haven't really seen enough of him to know. Vincent...GOD, he's like Jeff Conway on crack.....it's so sad. I don;t want to like the perky lil blonde Alison...but I do.
I don't have anyone jumping out at me as my favorite like Daniel V did last season. But it's still early, we'll see.
POLT = listening to "Clocks" by Coldplay
Americans know as much about Canada as straight people do about gays! - Buddy Cole, The Kids in The Hall
Fool the you'd be stuck with, yeah it's all about me...
Stolen from Bellarosa, by way of Velma:
I AM: gay, fat and horny.
I WANT: a raise, to loose weight, and more sex.
I WISH: for a cure for AIDS, world peace, and an Asian twinkie with a hairthing in a Speedo.
I HATE: Conservative far-Right Republicans, narrow minds, and stupidity (synonomous, eh?)
I MISS: Amie, Donna and Mark.
I HOPE: my boss retires soon, the Democrats get control of Congress this year, and I meet Freddie soon.
I FEAR: heights, growing old alone, and becoming incapacitated.
I HEAR: less well than when I was younger, my iTunes playing, and of course, voices.
I WONDER: how Bushie got elected twice, if there's an afterlife, and how many licks it takes to get to the center of a Tootsie Pop
I REGRET: telling a secret I shouldn't have, not living in the dorms in college, and wasting money
I AM NOT: straight, skinny, or patient with ignorance.
I DANCE: while doing dishes, in the car, and NOT the polka.
I SING: often, passionately, and horrendously.
I CRY: during the Christmas epsiode of 'My So-Called Life', when I'm very frustrated, and when I get laughing too hard.
I AM NOT ALWAYS: listening, working, or sincere.
I MAKE: people laugh, messes, and not near enough love.
I LIKE: strawberries, Toronto, and masturbation.
I THINK: Wal-Mart is evil, footrubs are heaven and Madonna is god.
I WRITE: super-hero stories, a weekly letter to a friend, and horrid poetry.
I CONFUSE: myself, others while driving, and people's pre-conceived notions about gays.
I NEED: to clean, to lose weight and to get my diabetes under control.
I SHOULD: not have eaten all the chocolate today, walk more, and call my friend to see how she and her new daughter are doing.
I START: to much stuff I don't finish, getting on people's nerves over time and my car daily.
I FINISH: other people's sentences, Swedish fish too quickly, and last.
POLT = listening to "Ridiculous Thoughts" by The Cranberries
You always have the ebst view in the room, because the view is not you! - Saffron, Absolutely Fabulous
I AM: gay, fat and horny.
I WANT: a raise, to loose weight, and more sex.
I WISH: for a cure for AIDS, world peace, and an Asian twinkie with a hairthing in a Speedo.
I HATE: Conservative far-Right Republicans, narrow minds, and stupidity (synonomous, eh?)
I MISS: Amie, Donna and Mark.
I HOPE: my boss retires soon, the Democrats get control of Congress this year, and I meet Freddie soon.
I FEAR: heights, growing old alone, and becoming incapacitated.
I HEAR: less well than when I was younger, my iTunes playing, and of course, voices.
I WONDER: how Bushie got elected twice, if there's an afterlife, and how many licks it takes to get to the center of a Tootsie Pop
I REGRET: telling a secret I shouldn't have, not living in the dorms in college, and wasting money
I AM NOT: straight, skinny, or patient with ignorance.
I DANCE: while doing dishes, in the car, and NOT the polka.
I SING: often, passionately, and horrendously.
I CRY: during the Christmas epsiode of 'My So-Called Life', when I'm very frustrated, and when I get laughing too hard.
I AM NOT ALWAYS: listening, working, or sincere.
I MAKE: people laugh, messes, and not near enough love.
I LIKE: strawberries, Toronto, and masturbation.
I THINK: Wal-Mart is evil, footrubs are heaven and Madonna is god.
I WRITE: super-hero stories, a weekly letter to a friend, and horrid poetry.
I CONFUSE: myself, others while driving, and people's pre-conceived notions about gays.
I NEED: to clean, to lose weight and to get my diabetes under control.
I SHOULD: not have eaten all the chocolate today, walk more, and call my friend to see how she and her new daughter are doing.
I START: to much stuff I don't finish, getting on people's nerves over time and my car daily.
I FINISH: other people's sentences, Swedish fish too quickly, and last.
POLT = listening to "Ridiculous Thoughts" by The Cranberries
You always have the ebst view in the room, because the view is not you! - Saffron, Absolutely Fabulous
Touch down bass, living on the run...
NEW YORK - Lance Bass, band member of ’N Sync, says he’s gay and in a “very stable” relationship with a reality show star.
Bass, who formed ’N Sync with Justin Timberlake, JC Chasez, Joey Fatone and Chris Kirkpatrick, tells People magazine that he didn’t earlier disclose his sexuality because he didn’t want to affect the group’s popularity. “I knew that I was in this popular band and I had four other guys’ careers in my hand, and I knew that if I ever acted on it or even said (that I was gay), it would overpower everything,” he tells the magazine.
Bass says he wondered if his coming out could prompt “the end of ’N Sync.” He explains, “So I had that weight on me of like, ‘Wow, if I ever let anyone know, it’s bad.’ So I just never did.”
The singer says he’s in a “very stable” relationship with 32-year-old actor Reichen Lehmkuhl, winner of season four of CBS’ “Amazing Race.”
Bass and Fatone, 29, are developing a sitcom pilot inspired by the screwball comedy “The Odd Couple,” in which his character will be gay.
“The thing is, I’m not ashamed — that’s the one thing I want to say,” Bass says. “I don’t think it’s wrong, I’m not devastated going through this. I’m more liberated and happy than I’ve been my whole life. I’m just happy.”
Well congrats to him. I thought Justin might be the first one to come out. But really, all I can say is...is ANYONE surprised by this????
POLT = listening to "Coffee & TV" by Blur
Whenever I hear anyone arguing for slavery, I feel a strong impulse to see it tried on him personally. - Abraham Lincoln
Bass, who formed ’N Sync with Justin Timberlake, JC Chasez, Joey Fatone and Chris Kirkpatrick, tells People magazine that he didn’t earlier disclose his sexuality because he didn’t want to affect the group’s popularity. “I knew that I was in this popular band and I had four other guys’ careers in my hand, and I knew that if I ever acted on it or even said (that I was gay), it would overpower everything,” he tells the magazine.
Bass says he wondered if his coming out could prompt “the end of ’N Sync.” He explains, “So I had that weight on me of like, ‘Wow, if I ever let anyone know, it’s bad.’ So I just never did.”
The singer says he’s in a “very stable” relationship with 32-year-old actor Reichen Lehmkuhl, winner of season four of CBS’ “Amazing Race.”
Bass and Fatone, 29, are developing a sitcom pilot inspired by the screwball comedy “The Odd Couple,” in which his character will be gay.
“The thing is, I’m not ashamed — that’s the one thing I want to say,” Bass says. “I don’t think it’s wrong, I’m not devastated going through this. I’m more liberated and happy than I’ve been my whole life. I’m just happy.”
Well congrats to him. I thought Justin might be the first one to come out. But really, all I can say is...is ANYONE surprised by this????
POLT = listening to "Coffee & TV" by Blur
Whenever I hear anyone arguing for slavery, I feel a strong impulse to see it tried on him personally. - Abraham Lincoln
Tuesday, July 25, 2006
You don't-a know what's cooking, until you mambo...
Yesterday, for some reason, I was filled with the spirit of housewives who have passed on. I became...domestic!
Did I clean up my apartment? BWAHAHAHAHA, girl, please! I didn't say I was delusional, did I? No, I just somehow found a bit of my own personal domestic goddess. And when I managed to rouse her fat ass off the couch, this is what we did:
Firstly, two loads of laundry (which isn't really unusual for a Monday, but read on). Afterwards, I actually went to the grocery store and got some groceries! And they cosisted of more than just Pepsi, chips, and swedish fish! I actually stuff to make lunch for this week at work! no Wendys/Subway/Arby's for Uncle Polt this week (although Panera Bread is STILL a distinct possiblity).
I then hard boiled some eggs. I'll take them for lunch as well, and they a fun and healthy (albeit stinky) snack. WHile they were hard boiling, I cleaned and cut up some celery I bought. Again a fun and healthy snack...although the peanut butter I ususally eat it with somewhat cancels the healthy part out.
And so, when the eggs are done, and I use tongs to get them out of the water and put them in a bowl filled with cold water, and then put the whole thing in the fridge. However, whilst doing this, I dropped and egg on the counter, and the shell cracked. Well, I didn't want to put this in the water with a cracked shell. SO after getting the eggs in the fridge, I ran cold water over the damaged egg, to cool it off and then peeled it. I shelled it and ran more cold water over it to cool it down. And then I took a bite out of it. and another. Now this second one is where I got a large protion of the yoke...which was, naturally, in the center of the egg, and thusly, still hot. Very hot. And the damn thing got smooshed up in the back left corner of the roof of my mouth and just...stuck there. Burning. Scalding the roof of my mouth. I tried to dislogde it with my tongue, but that burned my tongue. Oh yeah I COULD have drank something to swish it away, and I probably WOULD have...had I thought of it. No, what was MY response? I spit the whole damn bite out into the trash...which left the yoke still sticking to the roof. SO I jammed my fingers up there and dislodged it that way. Yeah, I'm a master at being cool and level headed under pressure. Damn thing still burns now....bastard egg.....
Now you'd think this brush with...firey egg pain would remind me I'm about as proficient in the kitchen as a a dwarf is on the basketball court. OH, but NO! We of German heritage are a stubborn lot!
I decided I wanted to make Strawberry shortcake. ANd not those little mamby-pamby round fluffy pastries cakes one gets at a store and just puts strawberry IN them! now, I was going to use Mama Polt's recipe, with Bisquick, and melted butter and mixing things into a dough and baking them! oh yeah, what was I thinking?
So the recipe's a bit deceptive. It says first you need X amount of strawberries and right under that it lists 1/2 cup of sugar, along with the other ingredients: milk, Bisuick, butter, etc, etc, etc. SO I mix all of this together, mix it into a soft dough, spread it out in the cassarole pan, and put it in the pre-heated oven to bake. I was going to start preparing the strawberries when I happened to glance over the recipe again...there was also a listing for 3 tbsps of sugar. WTF??? SO i actually decide to READ the thing...and the 1/2 CUP of sugar was to go on the berries once they were cleaned an prepared. the 3 tbsps is what was supposed to go into the shortcake!
Half a cup vs 3 tblsps...oh how bad could it be?
SO I get the strawberries all ready and in the container and just about then, the buzzer goes off saying the shortcake is done. I get it out and...well it hasn't risen as well as I expected. I let it cool, and a bit later, I cut some of it out, put a few berries in with it, and pour milk over it all and...spit it all back out. Oh, it was horrible! Flat, chewy, underbaked (or so it tasted...), just really REALLY bad!
I dumped the whole batch out and made a SECOND batch...and this one, I'm happy to say turned out correctly, and tasted just yummy! I took a photo of the final product.
So despite everything else, in the end, I had a bolw of delicious strawberry shortcake, and that's all that matters!
POLT = listening to "Everybody's Changing" by Keane
We've studied thier weaknesses, monitored thier every move, undermined thier intelligence, and used thier toilets. - Lex Luthor, JLA #36
Did I clean up my apartment? BWAHAHAHAHA, girl, please! I didn't say I was delusional, did I? No, I just somehow found a bit of my own personal domestic goddess. And when I managed to rouse her fat ass off the couch, this is what we did:
Firstly, two loads of laundry (which isn't really unusual for a Monday, but read on). Afterwards, I actually went to the grocery store and got some groceries! And they cosisted of more than just Pepsi, chips, and swedish fish! I actually stuff to make lunch for this week at work! no Wendys/Subway/Arby's for Uncle Polt this week (although Panera Bread is STILL a distinct possiblity).
I then hard boiled some eggs. I'll take them for lunch as well, and they a fun and healthy (albeit stinky) snack. WHile they were hard boiling, I cleaned and cut up some celery I bought. Again a fun and healthy snack...although the peanut butter I ususally eat it with somewhat cancels the healthy part out.
And so, when the eggs are done, and I use tongs to get them out of the water and put them in a bowl filled with cold water, and then put the whole thing in the fridge. However, whilst doing this, I dropped and egg on the counter, and the shell cracked. Well, I didn't want to put this in the water with a cracked shell. SO after getting the eggs in the fridge, I ran cold water over the damaged egg, to cool it off and then peeled it. I shelled it and ran more cold water over it to cool it down. And then I took a bite out of it. and another. Now this second one is where I got a large protion of the yoke...which was, naturally, in the center of the egg, and thusly, still hot. Very hot. And the damn thing got smooshed up in the back left corner of the roof of my mouth and just...stuck there. Burning. Scalding the roof of my mouth. I tried to dislogde it with my tongue, but that burned my tongue. Oh yeah I COULD have drank something to swish it away, and I probably WOULD have...had I thought of it. No, what was MY response? I spit the whole damn bite out into the trash...which left the yoke still sticking to the roof. SO I jammed my fingers up there and dislodged it that way. Yeah, I'm a master at being cool and level headed under pressure. Damn thing still burns now....bastard egg.....
Now you'd think this brush with...firey egg pain would remind me I'm about as proficient in the kitchen as a a dwarf is on the basketball court. OH, but NO! We of German heritage are a stubborn lot!
I decided I wanted to make Strawberry shortcake. ANd not those little mamby-pamby round fluffy pastries cakes one gets at a store and just puts strawberry IN them! now, I was going to use Mama Polt's recipe, with Bisquick, and melted butter and mixing things into a dough and baking them! oh yeah, what was I thinking?
So the recipe's a bit deceptive. It says first you need X amount of strawberries and right under that it lists 1/2 cup of sugar, along with the other ingredients: milk, Bisuick, butter, etc, etc, etc. SO I mix all of this together, mix it into a soft dough, spread it out in the cassarole pan, and put it in the pre-heated oven to bake. I was going to start preparing the strawberries when I happened to glance over the recipe again...there was also a listing for 3 tbsps of sugar. WTF??? SO i actually decide to READ the thing...and the 1/2 CUP of sugar was to go on the berries once they were cleaned an prepared. the 3 tbsps is what was supposed to go into the shortcake!
Half a cup vs 3 tblsps...oh how bad could it be?
SO I get the strawberries all ready and in the container and just about then, the buzzer goes off saying the shortcake is done. I get it out and...well it hasn't risen as well as I expected. I let it cool, and a bit later, I cut some of it out, put a few berries in with it, and pour milk over it all and...spit it all back out. Oh, it was horrible! Flat, chewy, underbaked (or so it tasted...), just really REALLY bad!
I dumped the whole batch out and made a SECOND batch...and this one, I'm happy to say turned out correctly, and tasted just yummy! I took a photo of the final product.
So despite everything else, in the end, I had a bolw of delicious strawberry shortcake, and that's all that matters!
POLT = listening to "Everybody's Changing" by Keane
We've studied thier weaknesses, monitored thier every move, undermined thier intelligence, and used thier toilets. - Lex Luthor, JLA #36
The archer split the tree, there was a fanfare blowing...
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I have seen the spectre, he has been here too...
This from MSN online:
WASHINGTON - A powerful Republican committee chairman who has led the fight against President Bush’s signing statements said Monday he would have a bill ready by the end of the week allowing Congress to sue him in federal court.
“We will submit legislation to the United States Senate which will...authorize the Congress to undertake judicial review of those signing statements with the view to having the president’s acts declared unconstitutional,” Judiciary Committee Chairman Arlen Specter, R-Pa., said on the Senate floor.
Specter’s announcement came the same day that an American Bar Association task force concluded that by attaching conditions to legislation, the president has sidestepped his constitutional duty to either sign a bill, veto it, or take no action.
Bush has issued at least 750 signing statements during his presidency, reserving the right to revise, interpret or disregard laws on national security and constitutional grounds.
“That non-veto hamstrings Congress because Congress cannot respond to a signing statement,” said ABA president Michael Greco. The practice, he added “is harming the separation of powers.”
Bush has challenged about 750 statutes passed by Congress, according to numbers compiled by Specter’s committee. The ABA estimated Bush has issued signing statements on more than 800 statutes, more than all other presidents combined.
Signing statements have been used by presidents, typically for such purposes as instructing agencies how to execute new laws.
But many of Bush’s signing statements serve notice that he believes parts of bills he is signing are unconstitutional or might violate national security.
White House defends practiceStill, the White House said signing statements are not intended to allow the administration to ignore the law.
“A great many of those signing statements may have little statements about questions about constitutionality,” said White House spokesman Tony Snow. “It never says, ’We’re not going to enact the law.”’
Specter’s announcement intensifies his challenge of the administration’s use of executive power on a number of policy matters. Of particular interest to him are two signing statements challenging the provisions of the USA Patriot Act renewal, which he wrote, and legislation banning the use of torture on detainees.
Bush is not without congressional allies on the matter. Sen. John Cornyn, R-Texas, a former judge, has said that signing statements are nothing more than expressions of presidential opinion that carry no legal weight because federal courts are unlikely to consider them when deciding cases that challenge the same laws.
I have not always voted for Senator Specter, and his inquisition of Anita Hill embarrassed me. However, recently, and especially now, I am proud to call him my senator! He's pro-Choice, voted against the gay marriage amendment, and now, he's gonna get legislation to sue Bushie over some of the unConstitutional shit he's been up to.
Granted, I wish he had done it about 4 years ago or so, but better late to the party then not to come at all. ANd this is NOT an election year ploy, cause Spector's not up for re-election. Now, we'll see how many Republicans in the Senate truly care about the Constitution and upholding thier sworn duty, and how many just want to keep power.
POLT = listening to "Embraceable You" by Glen Gray and The Casa Loma Orchestra
Senator, I knew Jack Kennedy. I worked with Jack Kennedy. Jack Kennedy was a friend of mine. Senator, you are no Jack Kennedy. - Lloyd Bentsen to Dan Quayle, VP debates, 1988
WASHINGTON - A powerful Republican committee chairman who has led the fight against President Bush’s signing statements said Monday he would have a bill ready by the end of the week allowing Congress to sue him in federal court.
“We will submit legislation to the United States Senate which will...authorize the Congress to undertake judicial review of those signing statements with the view to having the president’s acts declared unconstitutional,” Judiciary Committee Chairman Arlen Specter, R-Pa., said on the Senate floor.
Specter’s announcement came the same day that an American Bar Association task force concluded that by attaching conditions to legislation, the president has sidestepped his constitutional duty to either sign a bill, veto it, or take no action.
Bush has issued at least 750 signing statements during his presidency, reserving the right to revise, interpret or disregard laws on national security and constitutional grounds.
“That non-veto hamstrings Congress because Congress cannot respond to a signing statement,” said ABA president Michael Greco. The practice, he added “is harming the separation of powers.”
Bush has challenged about 750 statutes passed by Congress, according to numbers compiled by Specter’s committee. The ABA estimated Bush has issued signing statements on more than 800 statutes, more than all other presidents combined.
Signing statements have been used by presidents, typically for such purposes as instructing agencies how to execute new laws.
But many of Bush’s signing statements serve notice that he believes parts of bills he is signing are unconstitutional or might violate national security.
White House defends practiceStill, the White House said signing statements are not intended to allow the administration to ignore the law.
“A great many of those signing statements may have little statements about questions about constitutionality,” said White House spokesman Tony Snow. “It never says, ’We’re not going to enact the law.”’
Specter’s announcement intensifies his challenge of the administration’s use of executive power on a number of policy matters. Of particular interest to him are two signing statements challenging the provisions of the USA Patriot Act renewal, which he wrote, and legislation banning the use of torture on detainees.
Bush is not without congressional allies on the matter. Sen. John Cornyn, R-Texas, a former judge, has said that signing statements are nothing more than expressions of presidential opinion that carry no legal weight because federal courts are unlikely to consider them when deciding cases that challenge the same laws.
I have not always voted for Senator Specter, and his inquisition of Anita Hill embarrassed me. However, recently, and especially now, I am proud to call him my senator! He's pro-Choice, voted against the gay marriage amendment, and now, he's gonna get legislation to sue Bushie over some of the unConstitutional shit he's been up to.
Granted, I wish he had done it about 4 years ago or so, but better late to the party then not to come at all. ANd this is NOT an election year ploy, cause Spector's not up for re-election. Now, we'll see how many Republicans in the Senate truly care about the Constitution and upholding thier sworn duty, and how many just want to keep power.
POLT = listening to "Embraceable You" by Glen Gray and The Casa Loma Orchestra
Senator, I knew Jack Kennedy. I worked with Jack Kennedy. Jack Kennedy was a friend of mine. Senator, you are no Jack Kennedy. - Lloyd Bentsen to Dan Quayle, VP debates, 1988
Best part of you starts to twitch, aint that a bitch...
Okay, everyone, let's say it all together now...
....damn lucky bitch!
POLT = listening to "Demons" by Fatboy Slim
Personally, I figure the best I can hope to get out of these shenanigans is excellent wine and great sex. - Cluracan, Sandman #27
....damn lucky bitch!
POLT = listening to "Demons" by Fatboy Slim
Personally, I figure the best I can hope to get out of these shenanigans is excellent wine and great sex. - Cluracan, Sandman #27
Monday, July 24, 2006
It was a beautiful day, the sun beat down...
Yesterday, Sunday, was a beautiful day! Today is as well, but yesterday was better. It was warm, perhaps mid-80's or so (sorry, you crazy Celsius people you, you'll have to do the conversations for yourself), but the humidity was non-existent. And there was a very pleasant cooling breeze blowing.
I went out onto my balcony, took my canvas collapsable chair with me to sit on, propped my feet up on the lawn chair, had my cellphone and my camera at my side, a cup of water on the floor, and a book in my hands. And I read. And just soaked in the day!
This was the kind of summer day I remember as a kid, warm, but tolerable, and sunshine and blue skies that go on forever, with big fluffy clouds to blot out the sun for a bit.
After taking a few photos, I just leaned my head back and watched the clouds go by and the large blueness in between them. I hadn't done that for years, not since I was a kid. I saw, in the cloud's, a pirate's head, a dolphin, a pumpkin and a pair of open scissors (why yes, I DO have an overactive imagination, thank you very much). I realized I was sitting there with this goofy grin on my face. I was just enjoying the simple things, things I hadn't done for probably 20 years or more, things I only did as a kid, ya know? Back when life was easier, responsiblities were few, playing out in the sun was a daily occurance, and the humidity wasn't unbearable on a regular basis!
Oh, where did those days, and the innocence that accompanied them, and yet the optimism and confidence, also, that all was right with the world and always would be...were did they all go?
POLT = listening to "Hold Me" by Fleetwood Mac
Oh, you hate your job? Why didn't you say so? There's a support group for that. It's called EVERYBODY, and they meet at the bar. - Drew Carey
I went out onto my balcony, took my canvas collapsable chair with me to sit on, propped my feet up on the lawn chair, had my cellphone and my camera at my side, a cup of water on the floor, and a book in my hands. And I read. And just soaked in the day!
This was the kind of summer day I remember as a kid, warm, but tolerable, and sunshine and blue skies that go on forever, with big fluffy clouds to blot out the sun for a bit.
After taking a few photos, I just leaned my head back and watched the clouds go by and the large blueness in between them. I hadn't done that for years, not since I was a kid. I saw, in the cloud's, a pirate's head, a dolphin, a pumpkin and a pair of open scissors (why yes, I DO have an overactive imagination, thank you very much). I realized I was sitting there with this goofy grin on my face. I was just enjoying the simple things, things I hadn't done for probably 20 years or more, things I only did as a kid, ya know? Back when life was easier, responsiblities were few, playing out in the sun was a daily occurance, and the humidity wasn't unbearable on a regular basis!
Oh, where did those days, and the innocence that accompanied them, and yet the optimism and confidence, also, that all was right with the world and always would be...were did they all go?
POLT = listening to "Hold Me" by Fleetwood Mac
Oh, you hate your job? Why didn't you say so? There's a support group for that. It's called EVERYBODY, and they meet at the bar. - Drew Carey
Spinning around two howling moons...
I can NOT believe it's taken me so long to post about this. Frankly, I forgot about it, until i was moving some things around in my living room (I'd say cleaning, but we all know what a lie that would be. How about just shifting a pile of stuff from one place to another), when i discovered these and then realized I had done NOTHING with them yet!
Moonspells is a fellow blogger, but from the Toronto area. It seems that her lovely husband is a comic obsessed freak, just like me. And back in April, she mentioned that there was going to be a comic book convention in Toronto. She also mentioned, and posted on her blog, a few photos done by my favorite comic book artist George Perez. And then she mentioned that Perez would BE there. Oh my geeky fanboy persona kicked in and I started, I'm sure, just blathering on at the mouth about how cool it would be to see him, to go to it, to BE in Toronto, etc, etc, etc. ANd I said something to the effect that since I couldn't be there, they should get me something, but I said it in jest.
A bit later, I get an email from Moons, telling me they got me something, and could they have my address to send it to me. I felt guilt, and gratitude, and surprise, and excitement (mostly excitement), so of course I gave her my address. And a little bit later (too long for me, damn the US postal service!), their package arrived. Inside were two things.
A program from the comicon itself, with Superman, Batman and Wonder Woman behind the CN Tower! And a copy of cover artwork for a fanzine called Amazing Heroes, this one drawn by Perez. And BOTH were autographed by Perez himself! Oh, was I in fanboy heaven? Had I actually got to meet him myself, I'm fairly certain I would have had an orgasm right there in the convention hall.
Moonspells is a fellow blogger, but from the Toronto area. It seems that her lovely husband is a comic obsessed freak, just like me. And back in April, she mentioned that there was going to be a comic book convention in Toronto. She also mentioned, and posted on her blog, a few photos done by my favorite comic book artist George Perez. And then she mentioned that Perez would BE there. Oh my geeky fanboy persona kicked in and I started, I'm sure, just blathering on at the mouth about how cool it would be to see him, to go to it, to BE in Toronto, etc, etc, etc. ANd I said something to the effect that since I couldn't be there, they should get me something, but I said it in jest.
A bit later, I get an email from Moons, telling me they got me something, and could they have my address to send it to me. I felt guilt, and gratitude, and surprise, and excitement (mostly excitement), so of course I gave her my address. And a little bit later (too long for me, damn the US postal service!), their package arrived. Inside were two things.
A program from the comicon itself, with Superman, Batman and Wonder Woman behind the CN Tower! And a copy of cover artwork for a fanzine called Amazing Heroes, this one drawn by Perez. And BOTH were autographed by Perez himself! Oh, was I in fanboy heaven? Had I actually got to meet him myself, I'm fairly certain I would have had an orgasm right there in the convention hall.
ANd on top of all this, I actually HAVE the issue of Amazing Heroes that the cover he signed came from! Oh, am I a happy fanboy??? And are Moons and her lovely husband not THE coolest people I know? Well, the coolest fellow fanboy types that I know? That live in Canada? Oh Hell, they got me Perez's autograph, that moves them right to the head of the line of cool people as far as I'm concerned!
We're going back to Toronto the end of September and Moons and her lovely husband and I are gonna get together sometime that I'm up there, for dinner, perhaps or drinks, or whatever. I just wanna met them, being such cool people that they are and all!
I'll be in touch soon about setting all that up, Moons, I promise! Hugs to both of you!
POLT = listening to "Hide U" by Kosheen
Mass genocide's the most exhausting physical activity one can engage in, next to soccer. - Loki, Dogma
Week 54...
Sunday, July 23, 2006
All the clerks and all the tailors...
Tonight, after a meal at Garfield's and before drinks at TGIFriday's, I went to see Clerks II with Ghostie and Mr. David Franceschina.
I give the movie an enthusiastic thumbs up! You know what your're getting when you go in, it doesn't aspire to anything else. If you liked Clerks, you'll like it, if you didn't like Clerks, you're not gonna get this one. But as for myself, the two I went with and a large portion of the theater (not counting the lady who was sitting behind us who argued with her boyfriend/husband about not wanting to stay and watch the movie, and who then later walked out leaving him there alone) we all laughed through most of it.
I mean, how could one NOT love the movie? It's got racial slurs; vomiting; an overabundance of swearing; drug dealing; sacreligious statements; Rosario Dawson's breasts in a tight shirt bouncing up and down as she dances; making fun of the handicapped; toenail painting; Silent Bob speaking; a teenager masturbating; talk of kissing after analigus; bestiali-...er, I mean inter-species erotica; a bear of a man in chaps, a mask, and a jock; urinal ice in fountain drinks; mocking of the Transformers; go-cart racing; a musical/dance montage; Ben Affleck; and a mangina from Jay, of Jay and Silent Bob. I mean, seriously, what MORE could you want? And how could you NOT laugh? And WHY haven't you seen it yet?
POLT = listening to "The Chain" by Fleetwood Mac
It's better to run to Toronta, than to stay in a place you don't wanta! - Groucho Marx
I give the movie an enthusiastic thumbs up! You know what your're getting when you go in, it doesn't aspire to anything else. If you liked Clerks, you'll like it, if you didn't like Clerks, you're not gonna get this one. But as for myself, the two I went with and a large portion of the theater (not counting the lady who was sitting behind us who argued with her boyfriend/husband about not wanting to stay and watch the movie, and who then later walked out leaving him there alone) we all laughed through most of it.
I mean, how could one NOT love the movie? It's got racial slurs; vomiting; an overabundance of swearing; drug dealing; sacreligious statements; Rosario Dawson's breasts in a tight shirt bouncing up and down as she dances; making fun of the handicapped; toenail painting; Silent Bob speaking; a teenager masturbating; talk of kissing after analigus; bestiali-...er, I mean inter-species erotica; a bear of a man in chaps, a mask, and a jock; urinal ice in fountain drinks; mocking of the Transformers; go-cart racing; a musical/dance montage; Ben Affleck; and a mangina from Jay, of Jay and Silent Bob. I mean, seriously, what MORE could you want? And how could you NOT laugh? And WHY haven't you seen it yet?
POLT = listening to "The Chain" by Fleetwood Mac
It's better to run to Toronta, than to stay in a place you don't wanta! - Groucho Marx
Robes were purple velvet...
As I'm sure most of you know by know, Uncle Polt's favorite color is purple. TO illustrate what a great, useful, FABulous, and versitile color purple is, I give you my THIRD Official Purple Post:
Purple can be the color of the girl's thong you're wearing when someone snaps a photo of your ass in your dormroom.
Purple can be the color of the spandex shorts you wear as you "rassle" in the ring.
Purple can be the color of the umbrella you use to keep yourself dry.
Purple can be the color of the wig you wear as you flip off the world on your webcam.
Purple can be the color of your tie you wear to the conference...and don't worry, it doesn't make you look the least bit gay.
Purple can be the wings of...a fairy(?) in a Gothic drawing.
Purple can be the color of the wife beater you wear as you take your self portrait, thus showing off nice shoulders...although you should have tried to get more of the shoulders in the photo....
Purple can be the color of an eye AND the tear running from it.
Purple can be the color of tears you have drawn coming from the corner of your eye, again, not making you look the least bit gay.
Purple can be hte color you paint yourself and the impliment you'll ba carrying as you standing in the street doing....well, God, I honestly have no idea. But you can be purple while you do it.
Purple can be the color of your ice skates, thus making yourself, if you're a guy, look not the least bit gay.
Purple can be the color of the sky at sunset sometimes.
Purple can be the color of the briefs in a too small photo of a guy in pruple briefs.
Purple can be the color of the gaudy neon star on some building.
Purple can be the color of polo shirt you'll wear to work on Casual Friday.
Purple can be the color of the scarf you wrap around you neck, once more making yourself look not the least bit gay.
Purple can be the color of the roof of your establishment.
Purple can be in the name of the awesomely named "Purple People Bridge"!
Purple can be the color of the scarves the majority of you wrap yourselves in for some probably religious festival ("We never liked Fatima much anyway, what with her obsession with yellow and all. She was only with us cause she knew the doorman at the strip club, and we'd be able to get in and have the bachelorette party for free.)
Purple can be the color of the light that your pen lights up with.
Purple can be the color of your peeps for Easter.
Purple can be the color of your makeup, which , yet again, doesn't make you look the least bit gay fi you're a guy.
Purple can be the color of the veggies you add to your sandwich.
Purple can be the colorof the glitzy, glimmering lip marks made when you kiss something.
Purple can be the color of the flashlight bulb you put in your flashlight.
Purple can be the color of your kiyaking gear.
Purple can be the color of your lipstick.
Purple can be the color of the ice when the sunset hits it a certain way.
Purple can be the color of.....um, okay I have no freakin idea what this guy's doing, but he's doing it in purple and that's the point, eh?
Purple can be the color of your iPod.
Purple can be the color of your shades.
Purple can be the color of your cocktail.
Purple can be the color of your couch, and perhaps the theme of your entire room.
Purple can be the color of your Chucks!
Purple can be the color of your FABulous dress you wear out in public with your other FABulous friends, and it doesn't make you look....well, actually, yes, it DOES make you look flamingly, limp wristedly, lispingly gay. (not that there's anything wrong with that)
Purple can be the color fo your cat (and no this does NOT make them any more cute and lovable, they're still the spawns of Satan...see it's eyes! creepy.....)
Purple can be the color of your bedroom...although this is purple is a bit too pale for my tastes..it's like lilac or something.
Purple can be the color of the boots you have (although one would presume these would be for a doll or something, as they look entirely too small, plastic and inflexible for a person to wear.)
And purple can be the color of your pimped out car.
So enjoy purple as much and as often as you can!
POLT = listening to "I Might Be Wrong" by Radiohead
Ignore Kyle, he's got sand in his vagina. - Cartman, South Park
Purple can be the color of the girl's thong you're wearing when someone snaps a photo of your ass in your dormroom.
Purple can be the color of the spandex shorts you wear as you "rassle" in the ring.
Purple can be the color of the umbrella you use to keep yourself dry.
Purple can be the color of the wig you wear as you flip off the world on your webcam.
Purple can be the color of your tie you wear to the conference...and don't worry, it doesn't make you look the least bit gay.
Purple can be the wings of...a fairy(?) in a Gothic drawing.
Purple can be the color of the wife beater you wear as you take your self portrait, thus showing off nice shoulders...although you should have tried to get more of the shoulders in the photo....
Purple can be the color of an eye AND the tear running from it.
Purple can be the color of tears you have drawn coming from the corner of your eye, again, not making you look the least bit gay.
Purple can be hte color you paint yourself and the impliment you'll ba carrying as you standing in the street doing....well, God, I honestly have no idea. But you can be purple while you do it.
Purple can be the color of your ice skates, thus making yourself, if you're a guy, look not the least bit gay.
Purple can be the color of the sky at sunset sometimes.
Purple can be the color of the briefs in a too small photo of a guy in pruple briefs.
Purple can be the color of the gaudy neon star on some building.
Purple can be the color of polo shirt you'll wear to work on Casual Friday.
Purple can be the color of the scarf you wrap around you neck, once more making yourself look not the least bit gay.
Purple can be the color of the roof of your establishment.
Purple can be in the name of the awesomely named "Purple People Bridge"!
Purple can be the color of the scarves the majority of you wrap yourselves in for some probably religious festival ("We never liked Fatima much anyway, what with her obsession with yellow and all. She was only with us cause she knew the doorman at the strip club, and we'd be able to get in and have the bachelorette party for free.)
Purple can be the color of the light that your pen lights up with.
Purple can be the color of your peeps for Easter.
Purple can be the color of your makeup, which , yet again, doesn't make you look the least bit gay fi you're a guy.
Purple can be the color of the veggies you add to your sandwich.
Purple can be the colorof the glitzy, glimmering lip marks made when you kiss something.
Purple can be the color of the flashlight bulb you put in your flashlight.
Purple can be the color of your kiyaking gear.
Purple can be the color of your lipstick.
Purple can be the color of the ice when the sunset hits it a certain way.
Purple can be the color of.....um, okay I have no freakin idea what this guy's doing, but he's doing it in purple and that's the point, eh?
Purple can be the color of your iPod.
Purple can be the color of your shades.
Purple can be the color of your cocktail.
Purple can be the color of your couch, and perhaps the theme of your entire room.
Purple can be the color of your Chucks!
Purple can be the color of your FABulous dress you wear out in public with your other FABulous friends, and it doesn't make you look....well, actually, yes, it DOES make you look flamingly, limp wristedly, lispingly gay. (not that there's anything wrong with that)
Purple can be the color fo your cat (and no this does NOT make them any more cute and lovable, they're still the spawns of Satan...see it's eyes! creepy.....)
Purple can be the color of your bedroom...although this is purple is a bit too pale for my tastes..it's like lilac or something.
Purple can be the color of the boots you have (although one would presume these would be for a doll or something, as they look entirely too small, plastic and inflexible for a person to wear.)
And purple can be the color of your pimped out car.So enjoy purple as much and as often as you can!
POLT = listening to "I Might Be Wrong" by Radiohead
Ignore Kyle, he's got sand in his vagina. - Cartman, South Park
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