The Best Movie you HAVE NEVER Seen

You have to believe on this one...it's in English/well sort off...New Zealand Brougue

This film....ahhhh Simply 5 star amazing

New Movie's

Everything in this nepotistic world (not a good phrase) Of script making relies on 2 things (first) :Can it be in 3D..can we get that little go-getter Ashton Cyrus...The knife is sharp and next to my bed...

If you walked to Mars,that be cool....

If he was from Venus, would he feed us with a spoon?
If he was from Mars, wouldn't that be cool?
Standing right on campus, would he stamp us in a file?
Hangin' down in Memphis all the while.

(chorus:)

Children by the million sing for Alex Chilton when he comes 'round
They sing "I'm in love. What's that song?
I'm in love with that song."

Cerebral rape and pillage in a village of his choice.
Invisible man who can sing in a visible voice.
Feeling like a hundred bucks, exchanging good lucks face to face.
Checkin' his stash by the trash at St. Mark's place.

(chorus)

I never travel far, without a little Big Star

Runnin' 'round the house, Mickey Mouse and the Tarot cards.
Falling asleep with a flop pop video on.
If he was from Venus, would he meet us on the moon?
If he died in Memphis, then that'd be cool, babe.

Mad Men

Just discovered this show..I saw like an episode or two,but I just watched season 1 while waiting for a phone call. At least one good thing came of my desperation. P.S. Joan Holloway is the goddess of all goddesses.

Dear Music Industry

I really got over the change to CD's...I basiclly had zero options to clean my pot (ha! do they stillcall it that?) Okay, you fucked over Aimee Mann and other indie gods and goddesses. Tower Records went bust... What is next, man? Does anyone remember those miniscule CD looking things? ha...suckers.

Job Interview...321in a series

I've gotta be honest here...I very rarely get excited for an interview. I either know I am gonna get hired and leave within 13 days or I am a desperado and need it.
I got called back for this Sports Bar opening. This is my dream gig. I have about 75 appetizer recipes that I am juggling in my head...all, majorly great.
The big culinary thing this year seems to be meatballs (duh)...whatever...
When the Italiano kids were younger, my Mom would make the Sunday 'sauce'. This was/is a 'gravy' of tomatoes and stuff like hot/sweet sausages/bracciole/meatballs and other PIGins (ha).
Josie would fry the meat-a-balls and then throw (literally) themin the sauce. She always set out a fried meatball for each kid...you snooze...you lose.
I want to make an appetizer of fried meatballs with a 'sauce' and also a sweedish meatbll sauce for dipping.
Okay, I just got hungry...gotta go

Flash Mob: S.I. Ferry Version

I'm guessing some of you guys live in a tourist haven. For the cheaper visitor's to NY, instead of taking the 7 buck trip to Ellis Island/Statue of Liberty, they pack their meandering laxidasical bodies onto the Staten island Ferry and get long shot photo's of said landmarks.
I'm thinking of a cool flash mob kinda thing.
As soon as the ferry doors open, about 500 people just rush in and stand near every possible window and view imaginable. Just to watch these Inge's and Rolff's trying to get a picture would be worth all the salt.
I have photo bombed like 12 pictures this week alone!!
Fucking tourists...they crack me up man.

What if?

Jeanine Garofalo berated me when i could not let Joan Osborne enter Largo. We were at capacity and how the frig did I know it was her? She was so tiny,I could put her in a little box. She was relly kind though...Hey,rules are rules. Wait till I tell the Larry David story. Crikey!

Shameless

I was in my little as library the other- and I found this DVD of a Channel 4 (BBC) show called, "Shameless". Sort of a Brit Dramedy, and I picked it up. See, I love the fact that Brittish T.V. is so un-abashed...with curses,nudity and themes. I have scored 2 times before : "New Street Law" and the Simon Doonan bio "Fabulous". WTF, I thought. Ya see, British shows only go for a series of 7-10 episodes per year, so if you love em', yo are really yearning.
Is fricking hooked 1 episode in o it apropos?.
I have been valiantly trying to find the rest of the series on-line. Usually,Brit.sitcoms and stuff (exception: "Coronation Street") last for 3 seasons, max.
So far,the series is in it's 7th year (thanks IMDB). I have so much to watch. Can not wait....

I swear this is going somewhere...

I once saw a stand up (Jeanine Garofalo) talk about the bus in the movie, "Speed" and how it basically had every stock character from Central Casting. (This must have been around the time of Hollywood's big diversity kick). She is like,"You have your angry black man, your snappy old lady, your immigrant Mexican maid, your Eskimo with his harpoon..."
The Staten Island Ferry holds about 4,000 people at it's busiest times. It runs every 30 minutes from Staten Island to the bottom (Wall Street area) of Manhattan. Also, it passes the Statue of Liberty, Ellis Island, The Verrezano Bridge...good views of the Brooklyn Bridge...and oh, it's free.
Because it leaves every 30 minutes, shuffling on and off should be the major logistics (besides crashing 2X in 3 years) of the Ferry people.
As the world,(yep, it is not only America) keeps getting fatter, it is also getting slower. I, on the one hand need to visit Jenny Craig, but I am still kind of light on my feet. Maybe it is the 30 years of working on my feet or maybe because I remember the days of people just moving in every direction at the speed of sound when I was a messenger as a kid in Manhattan. Remember those old movies where you see all these businessmen in hats getting off the train and just plowing ahead?
So, now I have this scenario of the 'Speed bus cast" with something akin to the term 'cockblocker'. You see, whenever I am trying to move, especially when it comes to entering the Ferry, (the doors just shut. You could be an inch away) I am CONSTANTLY getting 'cockblocked' by the Central Casting of extra's. Yesterday it all came together, in one perfect scene,that had me laughing. No exaggeration here. The casting sheet for the extra's would look like this:

• Old man with hump carrying groceries (must have height differential in both legs)
• Clueless German tourists walking 4 abreast
  
• Woman with briefcase on fold up luggage wheelie thingy
• Fat person (5 foot)
• Fat person (6 foot)
• Mother with 2 school kids who are doing everything but walking
• Hasidic family with 6 kids all under 10 years. 1 double stroller, 1 regular
• The shuffling elderly Chinese couple
• Man with cane
• Man with luggage
• Woman with walker
• The walking newspaper reader
• The tourist who got separated from the group, turning back constantly
• Pod of cell phone people (all loud talkers)
• Homeless guy with cart
• Apathetic group of teens
• Eskimo with Harpoon

Can we please enact my idea (spoken about previously) wherein we have chalked out lanes. "Road Runner...Strollers and Families...Tourists...Sloths... " I would be very happy.

An M5 Ran Over Me

Can we officially get rid of the phrase where one throws one "under the bus"? Please? The other night on Project Runway they said this so often,I thought that fashion director of Marie Clare Magazine,Nina Garcia was going to explode like a pinata.
How can this phrase (used by my estranged brother to describe himself) be so popular? It's kind of stupid....Do they throw ones self under the lorry? Bus in Danish...El Autobus? staetoi icelandic? Let's give this one a rest...it is stupid, and itjust popped up in the lst 6 years, right? ugh

Johnny Cash

I have 2 and a half weeks of songs in my "I" library. So many do not get played. Like the 8th song on an album (which is usually great), I made a play-list of every song with 0-1 listens.
The first song up was Johnny Cash singing "Silent Night" (yeah, the Christmas tune) and I just bawled.

I've been so kind of fragile lately. I STILL have all these abandonment/Father issues. Prick. And here is this man in Black singing this gorgeous song and still in keeping with his machismo...
I hate thinking man

Facebook part II

Christine McC------d...I will never forget her name...like C--- Sac---.
These beautiful women and I experienced a time together. We all lived in St. Thomas in the late 80's. C--- just crept up on us, and was the coolest woman, and I just kind of am misty eyed thinking of our friendship then. I want that now. I have Joyce/Sloan, Donna, Carol, Char... and everyone is 400 miles or more from me. Restraining orders? Ha! No. I miss my friends. I need to be close. Glad to have re-connected to Chriss. Thanks FB...find me DannyEdwards...

Bad Judgement

Last night I watched this film called "London to Brighton".
First off, I have been to England (albeit South Hampton), but I found it grey, and exspensive, and gray and dreary.
But,every film I see representing Brighton, makes me want to go there. It is like Seaside Heights with a passport.
Back to the subject.
This movie was FUCKING riveting. I could NOT look away for one second. (If you rent it, put the subtitles on, ya nob ya).
So, movie finished...Deep breathe...kinda heavy. Whew...man!
I go to my site wherein they have movie reviews from every circulating media.
1 star out of 5. 1.5 out out of five. thumb down. 17 tomatoes....
I need to re-read my screenplay.

Weird Day

On the train this morning I saw this guy get on, decent suit, gay face. He was carrying a razor scooter and he as panting(like he just made the train).
On the subway, I saw two kind of distinguished looking guys talking. Yet they were not talking. They each had an Ipod earphone on and they were lip sychning raps. (Ha)
I have a big mouth...Some asshole ran the yellow/solid red light while I was crossing the street. His drivers window was right by my face as he ran the red light, and I said , "You are a fucking douche bag" and he got like 20 feet down the block and made a quick u-turn.
I do not run.
I ran.

Affirmitive Action in our Presidency...which way

The other day Hillary Clinton compared Mexico to Columbia 20 years ago, based on the increased (!!) surge of drug lords vs.the Mexican Govt. (A whole city of Mexico's government was 86'd because they were all working with drug lords). Obama dismissed this statement by Hillary the next day. (She is FUMING!) Today 48 drug lord workers were assisted in escaping a prison on the border of Houston, Tex by the prison guards working for the cartel.
I believe, our first Mrs. President to be was correct again.

Because...Because

Man....

Beautiful People

This is a positive guys. In a world of Negatives...This rates. It's a sho about this inda infamous New Yorker who dresses the "Barney's" windows.
This is one of the greatest TV shows ever. I have a link, but you can watch all12 episodes at LOGOtv. Laugh...you make me smile.

Emmy's

I only got to watch an hour or so because the other person I live with decided to have a shit fit, because this is one of the only thing I have watched on TV an this person has turned evil. Do you know what agita is? It is Italian for an upset stomach. Say your 35 plus and you ate a bowl of cavattelli with a pomodoro sauce and then you drank a big glass off milk. That is agita (1 fold). I am s hated in my family it is hysterical. I tried to watch one show and she chased me out with her squaking and hatred of herself, so,obviously, I am the scapegoat, and I stay up all night, intermittently crying.
Bye

These Days

This song is my life. I loved this guy since I was like 12, because of my older brother. I never asked Peter if the words were true to him.
I'm lonely tonight and I am thinking of Jax.

Don't confront me with my failures...I have not forgotten them

http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=tPk11AugG4c&NR=1

Sniffle,sniffle...bye

Mission Statement

I have to be one of the most fucked up guys alive. I,like hate work...avoid it at all costs,I wanna hit the lottery,but i still am not lazy. My feet are fucking killing me...i swear. I have callouses the size of Minneapolis. I'm kind of tired,or as my French Canadian lover used to put it...tie-red (yeah,it was cute but got tie-red real quick). I am like,black-listed. i swear to you,like 11 years ago,people would be like,"So can you grab a white shirt and start tonight?" And I was like, Ricochet Rabbit. My prospects in all fronts are dried up. I'm old,ugly,fat and retarded.

True Blood

Seriously rocked this week. Episode 309

Vladimir Putin is my father

Oh,man...don't you love this guy. The former president of Russia who now goes by something like supreme leader. As a short man myself,I never knew how much power i can wield. Given his predecessors, including the J.O. father, they all belong in the same fiery hell.

Did you know that during the fiery furnace that has been Russia these days, Putin flew over and extinguished 2 fires?

Have you ever seen this fidget with his shirt off? he thinks he is Danial Craig as Bond. Oh, man, how many delusional fucks get to the top of the heap, while we urchins toil away.

It comes in Waves

I totally understand this phrase, especially after living beside water for my whole life and working on a ship. But, say you are sitting at the shoreline, and just letting the incoming surf tickle your toes. You can bet your next clamato juice on the fact that another wave is coming in. It's life, you know and I really like things that are constant. What I hate or can't stand is dis-order. And my life is so freaking full of every contrasting emotion (or emoticon for you neer do wells). I live with Love/Hate, Pride/Self Doubt, Lust/Derission, Wonderment/Disallusionment every half hour.
I am not as fucked up as you may think. I think. I read real books. I admire wordsmiths and I also realize that I will never, ever find love. It comes in tsunami's. Litlle trickle happen and then the big one hits.

WHY TURN TO DRINK?

CHEF WANTED: Largest Foodservice company in New York seeks Chef to prepare meals on pretigious College Campus in the Riverdale section of the Bronx. Includes student cafe, retail outlet, and special events catering. Chef must be passionate about preparring healthy, fresh menu items in a fast paced, professional environment. Serious applicants only! Full Time 40hours per week. Background checks and drug testing for all applicants mandatory. Must have culinary degree and at least 5 years industry experience. BENEFITS: Health, Dental, Vision, 401K, Sick, Vacation, Personal.
Location: RIVERDALE, BRONX
Compensation: Hourly Rate = $9.95 - $11.70 per hour

The TakeAway

I absolutely hate this NPR show. I hate the stupid freaking name, I can not stand Hockenbury and the 19 chicks (all black) that have been 86'd. Sometimes I hate NPR.

Turn South for this Post

Or is it East? How do you feel about a Mosque being built near the former site of the Twin Towers? Go on, I'm listening.

old spice guy

I do not get it? LL Cool Jay is crying somewhere.

You don't wanna know me

I have to be the most unlucky mother fucker in the world or this was just destined to be. I am so sad. So fucking sad,you can not relate.
The job, the given...Me and this un-qualified guy. She was kissing him.

I want all my lady friends to send me a pix of them on that 'special' day. This is Donna. I met her on Sept 08, 1981 and we have been friends since. This picture makes me crack up, and I smile very infrequently these days.

I AM FINALLY OFF THE UNEMPLOYED LIST!!!!!

Thank You !!! I am never Fucking this up!! I will be here till I am 50! (Fifty Years Old, Dammit!) And then I will open my own place. I have tons of back catalogued presents to get people!! Be patient.

Jenna Maroney- Season 1 Factoids

Easily my favorite charactor on "30 RocK", Jenna Maroney has a scroll of accomplishments. This is how she has enough to pay for her Condo in Clearwater, Fl.
From Season One
* Played a female rapist on "Law & Order"
* Did an interview with Amtrak Magazine (the conductor was the interviewer)
* Had the #4 song on the Israeli charts with "Muffin Tops"
* Was engaged to David Blaine
* Was hot for and sent a letter to Scott Peterson in jail when he went blonde.
* Starred in "The Rural Juror" with Casey Affleck. Written by Kevin Grishom.
* Fired from her Shop Rite commercials.
* Told Life & Style Magazine her favorite book is the Koran.
* Performed in "Con-Air-the Musical"
* Drinks Choco-tini's
* Being shunned from the "Vagina Monolagues" Her Vagina is like a convieniance store: clean,
reliable and closed on Christmas"
* Won a Cable Ace Award for "Arli$$"
* Practices Kaballah


Be back soon with Season 2

..."And then there's Maude"

Oh, Bea!!! Fist raised to the heavens, you mock Me!
I saw some old bird in the hospital with a total shoulder-pad look, and in my head I was thinking Maude.I cannot get that theme song outta (new word folks) my head.
Nightmares with transvestite looking women in caftans are going to smother me.

Top Chef Masters...F blanckity blank K

Dam it! Marcus Samuelson won. He with his stories of being dragged out of...Man, I'm so mad.The guy lived in Sweden since he was 7, stop pushing the AfriKan dishes (Until this round). I absolutely loved, as did my mom, Susur Lee. What frigging talent.

This is why people, that I never refer tomyself as a chef.
Most people, who get out of jail and who can cut onions julienne call themselves a chef.

Not my world....sorry

CHRIST!!...I miss smoking

I'm sorry. But, I have given up so many things...I'm AA, I'm Jenny Craig. What has any enjoyment ever given me than,when,finding yourself scattered in someone's flat or hotel room...lighting a butt.

Dexter

We had very rainy day this Saturday.I watched "Dexter" Pt.III on video. Amazing, but..I keep having these voice overs (a la Dexter) in my head!!

Strangers with Candy

I just met some girl I hung out with for like 3 years (during high school) on Facebook. She hung out with the dudes who abused me, and I know she giggled. I forgive her.
This is how I can feel like a prick.
She has battled Cancer for 4 plus years.
We have began to get close.
She has 3 kids and she married some cool guy in my neighborhood.
I never want to wait anymore.

St.John

Those women from NY (housewives),whom I have to watch w/ my mom are in St.John. My dear God,I miss this place...

Kim

It's so apprpriate that the song "Ride" (Cary Brothers)is playing as I write this.
1992 I discovered this guy visiting from Sweden. I wanted this to be my gig. He was (not being faggy),the most gorgeous guy in the world. He was leaving for Sweden the next morning. He called me twice from Sweeden. Gosh....

Happy

This is how I go on Facebook. I login, I post a song, look at stuff and I am like a robber. I am out of there. I never want to see more than I can, and because I seem to extrapolate too much, I TRY and bolt.
Some guy from my old block that I grew upon found me. Accept.
A miasma of circumstances happened. #1: I have never said my real High School date (I put it at 1968)...
Too many people kept asking me about my marrital status...
For the first couple I said I was divorced,and then I broke down and decided, I hate frigging lying. So,I wrote my correct graduating year (1981)and said I was single. Fuck em!!!!
I have been getting hits, from graduates of my school, (ignore) but this one girl hit me up. Coleen, and she is like remember how you got me that job @ the Movie Theater (I was asst.mgr!!!!!!)...So,it turns out she married some guy I knew (a very cool guy) and she has battled Cancer and shit since then, and oh, she has a twin (whom I knew), and she's a dike. I felt like I was home...I toldthis old friend of mine about the asshole guys (They thought they were taggers...they called themselves T.S.O. the Serious Ones). They were assholes. I told her how this is a re-acurring instance in therapy and she could not believe it. These dicks tried to drown me when they saw me with the hottest girl in H.S. They embarrassed me so much,I wanted to die. (this is high school)
Anyway, Coleen just wanted to tellme that she thought I was ...
It made me feel good.

I Need to Cry...seriously...get the hell away

Sarah Palin's daughter...the one who gave birth out of wedlockis now touring the country and giving speeches for 30,000.There is an express train with my name on it.

Can I get a Lawyer?

See, I have been finding these sights where I can download any song ever. And I kinda feel guilty, but my guilt is assuaged by the fact that I baught all these albums before. Like, I paid 10.49 @ Korvette's or Grants, and I kept these bitches with me all my life, and then, either it be lack of payment (Los Angeles) or Natural Disaster (Hurricane Andrew-storage-no insurance) I have PERTAINED these. So, Jacoby and Myers,can I get a break for downloading all these songs for free?

How fucked things are...

When i was writing that last post I was in the middle of downloading "Mother"by PinkFloyd. I can't wait to listen to it and cry my eye's out.

Mom's sick

My mom is sick. Lady problems. But like,older lady stuff. Don't even ask me what this means. We went to the hospital. She had an MRI. I was so frigging scared,but she told me that night that she felt good, because I was there. Some littlebrooklyn hottie asked me for my phone number. Surreal! Today,Monday. Mom got the results back. Maybe it was a botched hysterectomy in the 70's. I thank you Lord for giving me a fewmore years/months with her,so I can repair everything. I am not a pinhead (speaking of Kerry). Thanks God, even though I abhoar the Catholic Church, I still believe. Love always,Mickey

"Away we Go"

Let's say it is horrible outside,and you need to cuddle up and watch a good movie, this is the one. "Away we Go" with John Krasinski (from the Office)and a resplendent Maya Rudolph. Man,I really loved this film. Give me your replies if you saw it.

Dreams, thoughts and other mis-givings

I feel like Dorothy sometimes. I never remember my dreams, but through the day I want to say to you and you and you,that you all where there. I just know you were there. Jay and Mark, Char and Chrisstine,Slim and Donna,Jen and Marilyn, Scott and Jim P. Even those fuckheads who abused me.

Thank you Internet

So,I was hearing about this show on Starx. Seriously,who The F--- has starx? It's called "party Down" and I wrote about it like a month ago. Anyway, I did like a less than minute search and i HAVE WATCHED EVERY EPISODE on line,straight from japan! It's awesome...Domo Arigato!! I have also watched every episode of "True Blood" and "The United States of Tara"...Eat it Blockbuster!!

Within your Reach

I love The Replacements and they made a song...About death. And as much as I love these guys, they could not replace the loss I felt. This was one of the most trumatic times in my life.
I played "Within your reach" non stop. Then I moved home.
I just want to say,stupidlly,to Kerry,that I kind of loved her,as much as my heart alllows to love. I so wanted to take you on that weekend with me, but you had to watch your nephew. I love you Kerry. I ache for you,I scream some times about your death. Love always...Michael

Hole

Dear Courtney,
I hope you and your daughter reconcile but this is a horrible place to do it. I have a lotof faith in you C.L. I think you are so enanmored by technology that you are overwhelmed. Your loved, you stupidwrite-a-holic. I keep thinking of the great tunes you made.

This girls spirit...

This morning I read this story about some girl from Jersey who had been eaten by a crocodille while snorkeling off the coast of India. Her sister died 4 years go rock climbing. I ache for her parents, and I just wish they could know that their daughter permeated all of my thoughts yesterday.
Poor bubby.

Extreme Happiness

Where does it come from? It comes from working class slobs such as myself getting their 2 seconds of recognition.
I KNOW this gig at the Food Network won't be for me. I can not pander and comeoutall Guy Smiley.
Fucker.

New Pills,Old Pills,Blue Pills,Pink Pills...

One works onw way (feeling good) but has the side effect of "Costanza out of the pool". Next one sort of works but my appetite is ravenous all the time (this is a no no). Next one is good,feel instant calming, but the Catch-22 is that Medicaid does not pay for it.So,I have to fly solo a little bit more. Bummer. Yeah, bummer.

"Lost" Make it Stop!!

Please. Let this show finally be over so some of the peope I usually read for interesting stuff can stop auto-erotic asphixiating themselves and trying to guess how it is supposed to end. Holy crap!

I heard this quote today...

I shut my eyes in order to see. Paul Gauguin

Rocket Science...it is

This is one great movie..."Rocket Science"...Also,"Sunshine Cleaning" was a tremendous bomb,but it was poorly marketed,I thought it was pretty decent as well.

Alexi Murdoch

He's Irish. He's not swmary.
Please listen to this guy.


http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=pzD9oeeN5bw

Smile though your heart is breaking

Yeah...got hired today.
I woke this morning from a dream which swept away from me as soon as my crusted eyes opened. River Styx, an arm, children, fear permeated.
I was awake 4 or five minutes when then palm of my left hand was itching like a gambler with a trifecta.It was then I realized this Italian (I think) wive's tale about an itchy left palm and good fortune. I sludged through the same ass procedures of the last 150 days, same outfit (Heh...it brought me luck once),and proceded toget talked down to by some twit...regardless (there is no room for negativity inmy life)...so,I take the SI RR to the Ferry to NYC and transfer,and when I am 38 of 78 on line fore a waitering spot this guy calls. (718) number....hmmm...I answer. "Hello" "Can I speak to Michael?""Yeah this is him", "Hey this is Justin from blah blah...would youlike to work for us"

Later Catholisism

I kind of stepped aside 5 years ago, but now I am gone. I still love you God, but I need a new adjunct.
Much love, Michael

The Runaways

In like 1974 I was watching this movie on channel 7. It was called "Dawn...Portrait of a Teenage Prostitute."
It starred a then post Brady Bunch Jan,aka Eve Plum(b)?. For me,the movie was riveting,because I have always,always wanted to run away from the scene I was in. And even then,I knew that Hollywood held something more,and yet something more dangerous than I was leading, but I was so attracted to that life so much more than this life.
Dawn, aka Jan Brady,is a ho on the rough and tumble streets of Holywood. But,as much as I was riveted to to Dawn and Alexander (Leigh J. McClosky), her male hustler friend, I was more riveted to the song that exited each scene.
If you know the song "Cherry Bomb" you know the beginning. Dun-Dun-Dun-Dun-Dun-Dun-Dun...Can't stay at home..."
These teasers where prevelent all through this movie, and when the song finally clicked in,and played, I was transformed.
I watched the credits,and people, if you watch CSI these days and hear a good song, they don't give credit.
But the God's were with me that night.
I sat about 2 inches from the big RCA..."Your gonna ruin your eyes".
And there it said.
"Cherry Bomb" by the Runaways.
The next day I made my way out to Korvette's and baught "The Runaways"

This is...Fresh Air

Man...I love Terry Gross. I picture her as this wormy, bespeckled , librarian type woman.She is the most intriguing woman, most introspective. I'm gonna make a shirt in the next month...I hope some of you will buy it (no profit on my end). Just fun.

The ROVE Boat

I saw the greatest job on line. They were looking for an Italian/American chef for a Chinese Cruise Line.

Fringers crossed

Meredith Viera is an IDIOT!!!

During Monday morning's Today show Oscar coverage Meredith Vieira pointed out the hugs between Hurt Locker co-stars Anthony Mackie and Jeremy Renner from the time the film was nominated to Oscar night, and asked if it was something she needed to be

"worried"

about.

VIEIRA: "You hugged him pretty tight, I must say, in the moment. There was a lot of man lovin' goin' on last night. Do I have reason to be worried?"

MACKIE: Not from me. No reason.

VIEIRA: "Okay, you're fine? Yeah?"

Al Roker expresses astonishment at the line of questioning.

Lego of MY New York

German artist Jan Vormann and a small army of volunteers spent the past two weeks filling cracks in New York City buildings with Lego bricks.

Vormann arrived in New York two weeks ago "to support Mayor Bloomberg in his everyday-struggle to make this city even more amazing," the artist said on his project Web site. This is not the first time Vormann has used Legos in this way, but the New York project appears to have involved an unprecedented number of locations.

Tina Louise and me

There is no way how things happen sometimes. In like 1990,I was a waiter at The Russian Tea Room. Good gig.
We (my maitre d did) get the list of celebs/important (or impotent) people that day. Normal..normal...normal, and then I see her at the podium. My love, my scrap book making woman. La Louise. Ona,the maitre d, had no where to sit her but in the middle of the Russian Tea Room and the tables we called Siberia. I did not have the pleasure of waiting on her. I braved myself, and when her campanion went tothe rest room, I moved in like an unwanted 2nd cousin. "You know" I stated while clearing the borsht remains, "God's little Acre" was a great film. Hook,Line and sinker. She was blotting her lipstick on a tissue I quickly buried in my pocket when discarded. I hovered so uncomfortably, I started reciting her Imdb bio a decade beforeit's inception.She invited me to her daughter's 21 party or some such thing (her graduation from NYU) I can not recall,but it was at the club, MK. I wore leather pants that night (it was June) I was dying. She wore this gorgeous leopard wrap dress (cheetah? Cougar), I had a drink, and I left while this little surfer punk was hitting her up.

One asshole

Man....You turned into the biggest asshole. I absolutely despise you. Billy Joel looks better.
I saw U2 at Cornell in like 82-83. it was roucous (sp). Sublime. I saw you again in 86...still small. I moved away and when i came back you were HUGE. Now,you (as the papers say) wear your oblig.glasses and you fake helping everyone yet dodging taxes. You sanctimonious piece of shit

Part88

Ya see. These people I was hanging around with were,I'm not saying beneath me, but they were not me. This charactor Steve, that i absolutly loved for bringing my face from a frown,up side down, I love. And then you get out of these closed quarters and you see how these people are. He treated everyone like they were his nurse.He littered profuselly, without err. He talked so loud on the phone on the train you would just slide further down the train so as not to know him.
This dickbag said something about me.

Part 88

This guy Steve was the biggest dick. I started being in public. I swear, he like threw his bagel wrapper on thr floor of the train. Besides that, he talked on the phone and he was this loud bitch. He is trying ...seriously...to 'save me'
This guy is so fucking stupid to realizehe is a caricature. Albanian or Yugo as he is.What a fucking dick. I absolutely hate this guy. Maybe heis pissedoff because, he felt , "felt" I was gay. And I made zero passes on this dick face.You should haveheard the stories both him and Castellano told. Fucking bullshit.

Ah Man...

I'm onna say it. I am one for three finding people. I soo wanted to find Miss Char S. easy as pie man. I put that unique name in a search engine and Blip! Gorgreous as ever. Now, i'm tring to find this guy. The thing is ,he has a very basic name "John Brown. Ask me again and I'll knock you down" It sucks. I kind of will never feelcompleter if i do not find this guy: Danny Edwards UMass Virgin Isles great friend Lalapalooza in Fla (I got run over by a Mister Softee truck). I miss and love this guy (not sexually, you pervs).

Christina Hendricks

What a goddess. Women,do you agree? I guess I've always had a thing for red heads, going back to Kerry O'Gara in my neighborhood and than Tina Louise. She's like a Victoria Principal, without the surgeon husband. I love Mad Men, and I love her. BTW...I first noticed her on "Life" a great fucking show on NBC which got cancelled due to a large chin.

Tee Hee

New Feathered Friend

So, this place is really a psych ward, with a special spot quar-dened (sp) off for their 28 day program. So, I was at the bottom right? Well, this is what I had to deal with. I made the call, went to the safe place and,this is the shape I was in, how low my depression hit me. I bolted from my apt. Ya know,I could NOT see the Forrest for the trees. I was so mind fucked that I packed up this blue collapsible duffel that Dona Freehoff had given me when I left for St.Thomas in 87'. I put the stupidest shit in there. I just figured that I will eventually have no stuff,why not lose it now. Say goodbye. Th Band Aid theory. Just rip it off. A little pain and then none.
But that theory is wrong. I am a person who reflects...a lot. Hence the 50 plus journals I've kept.
I have to say, that compared to some people's stories(of their loses) mine was not minimal but it could not hold a candle to them. (Does anyone know where that phrase came from?)
So, back to Steve. He was a good guy. He talked a lot, he was young, and I don't know the validity of his stories, but he made me laugh. A lot. And God knows I needed it at this point, because everything was kicking in. The MESS of my life, the missed chances at success, the missed chances at LOVE. And now, everything I had ever held onto was probably (at this point my Landlord was calling nine times a day, and that was 10 days before)gone. (cont)

New Feathered Friend

I had no desire to be this guys friend. He made me laugh a lot, when it was needed. He was this character. So, with a voice actually louder than mine, we became friends.
We ended up rooming at Staten Island Psych Care. We were the best roomates, ever.
Cont.

God Almighty

I'm watching this guy on YouTube who I know as Pedro the Lion sing this gorgeous song "The Longest Winter", and I have never seen him. He's like this gigantic teddy Bear. I'm not into bears,per se, but it makes me smile.

Fair WeathrED friend Pt. II

So, I was hungry and broke. And thank God for some of these food banks I was able to eat. I know I'm a little chunky, but all I was living on was stinky ass chix buillon for Christmas through New Years. I was just waiting for someone to drop off a package. It was horrible guys. Ihave never been sosad in my life. I did it all to myself. Josie worked every single un medicated nerves of mine in a Costco parking lot, and although I do not remember this, apparently, I raised my hands to her. From there I was cut off for basically life. A month later, after discovering food banks and stuff, I willingly put my selfinto Rehab again. First, I had to stay at the place above. The safe place. It is here I met Steve. I thought he was a coolguy because he melded to me faster than I to him. We were totally friends in this joint. I introduced him to the movie "Rushmore" which he scoffed at, because either Croc. Dundee, Sly Stallone or The Rock was not in it. Dick. We both ende upgoing to South Beach Psychiatric Center for...cont (heh)

Fair WeatherED Friend

Before I went to the last rehab, I checked myself into this joint which was an old hospital (where, ironically, I was born). It was like a 'safe place' and for people to detox. I did not need to detox, I had been clean about 8 days, but at this time, a little past Christmas, i was really suicidal. Every plan for offing myself came with complications. I unfortunately did not have a garage or a car for that matter,in which I could go silently into the night with the silent killer.Everything else kind of scared me or believe it or not, I was worried about the people I might harm. There is this bullet like express train that passes a couple of hundred feet away from my door. i wanted to jack-knife into it. Instantanious, and then I thought about the driver of the train and what would happen if it derails and shit like that.Ich-shnay.
I needed a bar-b-q lighter to lite my oven every time I used it,and I was going to turn on my Gas, whch recently got shut off,just to make that simple mistake of non ignition. But what if someone's pet or worse yet, someone else in my building died in the interim. What if the whole building blew up? That widow downstairs that I help with her Pathmark bags. What becomes of her? (cont)

Sarah

This chick ruffles my feathers...her songs are like having root canals done on your ears. And she's Canadian to boot!

Kate plus Eight?

I just wish anyone who KNOWS me can listen this song. ya know,it makes me wanna live another day.... honestly.keepme alive Click the link <-----My salvation lies in yourlove....

Rhianna-choking

God,I frigging Love New York. The Yankkee's won the World Series tonight. Today, pre-Championship,I wore my Masui #55 shirt. The ferry and Manhattan was a sea of blue and white. Shirts,,,Posada,petitte,A-Rod and ofcourse Jeter. Yankee people were like, Matsu; yea!!
For those that don't know, Matsui got awarded the MVPof the series. No, not A-Rod. My main man Hideki. It's like if "The National" won band of the year


"God damright it's a beautiful day" Eels

Suri goes to school

I have 4 brothers. Up until recently I had 3 plus one who was kinda pissed off (13 years) but he came bck into our lives and it's brilliant....seriously.It's not like a day passed. We talk almost every day, and now...I don'tknowif it's me, but I lost the other 2. Grouchy (bro #3), {we have prissy, fatty (me), grouchy and fruity} a doctor, just moved to Vegas and he was like, "schlubba, their is a room for you." well,I guess the white zin was flowing because as soon as i could click "tell me more" he fucked me over. Prissy, the elder, my guiding light, my (ugg) only muse and mentor was the one to come over the other night when Jo had her hystrionic post menpausal breakown. He smashed my soul to smithereens. I aplogize for being needy.

The Hills update

Did I ever talk about my foray in Delray? (hah) I lived in a sober house with like 8 idiots. All homo-phobes, and basically they all dropped trou for a crack rock in their past and I will bet the farm on it. Well, Mrs.Livingston moved in (god, I loved her..."Mr. Eddie's father...I think this started my Asianation)...queeny (natch, he was Phillipeeno-intntial spelling mis hap) and he had the best music on this double computer. I used to blast "Float On" by Modest Mouse (see FB for link)and clean the whole house, and, I WAS Sober. I know i've been bleak lately. I want to make it. Like Mare in Minneapolis. I have to prevail. I need my mind to start working for me more than answering trivia.

The Hills (hit this title for Alexi Murdoch) i don'tknow how

dear God readers, you must listen to this guy from Ireland. --->get this.... (firstname) Alexi...now you tell me about gentrification.(!) His name is the wonderful Alexi Murdoch. Listen, with your good ear (frinds of mine). YOU Are behind me, Toots. Fuck that. This guy is aces.

The link above is the only one I could find. Your welcome. This is the most wonderfulsong. Fuck You Miceli Brothers

John Gosselin

Sail away with me honey...now
I wanna holdyou now.

Fucking Brian
We both left the land of the uncircumcised penis together. Like outlaws. We took a "Thelma andLouise"photo when we left. I have it.
I knew this guy fot 13-14 years and nothing.
Does he not think of me some nights?
My favorite thing on earth was when we would pile into his Range Rover and go down to Laguna. By us I mean, Brian, myself, Rexie and Ben (chocolate lab and the most awesome Cocker)). I mean,there was silence in the car, but it was protected. A sigh was recognised, not a sound in the abyss. I'm trying to convey the absolut happiness, which it was. Bliss. Fucking Bliss.I could name 10 things if you give me a minute of why I should be happy he is not in my life. I'm on 2 and I miss him. Stupid Fuck.Sorry for all the cursing.

RHIANNA

Okay 4 or 5 readers...Were gonna shake it up a bit. Every title (subject of Post) is going to have nothing to do with the actual post. So, when i say "John and Kate plus Masterbate!", what i mean in the post is that i am still looking for a job. No rhyme or reason. Just looking for some mid-west nitwit find me and get some pissed off comments. (Rubbing hands together mishieviously) XXO

Are You A Douche-Bag?

My mother hates that word. And so would I, if it pertained. Who decides this stuff? Is just wearing an 'Ed Hardy' shirt enough? In my books, yes...but . Then wearing a diamond in each ear and calling them, "Q Z's" to Nancy Grace (aka Quibic Zarconia's) (sp). I have like 4 fabulous women in my life who keep me real. It seems that anyone can say anything to me and it would not be taken to the cliff. Like, I'm jumping because you said I'm fat. Fuck,i have 7,000 other reasons to jump.

I was thinking of this song...

Last night when i was flying. I don't know why. When me and Brian drove from Miami to L.A. this was just getting airplay (1993-sh?). It's the total traveller's song. I fell in love with this guy, ShannonHoon, lead singer of Blind Melon. And then he died. poor bubby. I met this great kid in Rehab #1 and we both knew the whole album. He got kicked out and then O'D ed. Gosh,he was so beautiful (interior wise...not esthetically).





All I can say is that my life is pretty plain I like watchin' the puddles gather rain And all I can do is just pour some tea for two And speak my point of view But it's not sane, It's not sane I just want some one to say to me I'll always be there when you wake Ya know I'd like to keep my cheeks dry today So stay with me and I'll have it made And I don't understand why I sleep all day And I start to complain that there's no rain And all I can do is read a book to stay awake And it rips my life away, but it's a great escape escape......escape......escape...... All I can say is that my life is pretty plain ya don't like my point of view ya think I'm insane Its not sane......it's not sane

Kings of Leon

Am i so regular for loving these guys?

10,000 miles

Blogger (this site) is kinda fucked (the last coupla days). I spent the last 2 hours trying to get on, through by-ways and hi-ways and now I friggin' forgot my point of view. Dorky me.

Agita pansexul

These are the types of words that I have to type in some times as security measures, it kinda gets comical.

Your insanely overpaid and shut your mouth....

Natalie Portman....? Really. You sign on to this Polanski thing. So, basically, when you made "The Professional" where I believe you were 13, getting raped by your director wouldhave been okay. People. Edit. That's why you do 30 takes for a scene where you say, "Who is it?" Fools.

Cooking 101- Stew

First you need to ask your mother for the car. When she refuses you take anything that pops out to you from the fridge and pound the fuck out of it. Masicate it man. Go to town on it. Get it all out. realize that this will never lie to you, and then beat it senseless for being a stupid fuck.
Drown it in Gravy Master since you basically can not Master a simple task like holding a job or having a relationship. Ruminate for hours until no one is left who wants to eat w/ you.

Whoa no...not me

So your having a dinner party. And your in the ktchen and everything is glorious. And then HE walks in. Fuckin Joe know it all. Boo. Jeapordy's on. Fuck.
What is a prime number
Who is Claire Daines
What is fucking Liberia

Shut this douche bag up.

This use to be me. I swear.
Now, me an my mom watch cash cab (best show ever) and I answer nary a Q. I'm busting at the seams, but I won't. I can not be that guy.

Go home.. Go home you smart aleck

Is it Me??

But am I digging the Fray.


Certain guys voices just move me, man. I apologize for being a weenier.

Go Rams...

This is kinda chuckle-able. I signed up with this agency for Cater/Waiter stuff and they sent me out today (Sat) for the Homecoming of the Fordham dun na na's. Two of my sports minded brothers did no teven know that Forham had a football team (and one of my bro's use to take bets on collge football). Anyway. They say that Staten Island is the missing link of the 5 boroughs. Try getting to the Bronx. The campus was unbelievable. Smack,dab in the heart of hootchie clothing stores and a zillion sneaker stores (oh, and refill your cell phone minutes stores) is this gorgeous campus. Green for miles (grass) archaic buildings and a marching band. I, fruitcake that I am, always get a lump in my throat from Marching bands. Shoot me now. Anyway,they put me on the bar. Cough. I was good. I like neither beer nor wine. Thanks be to God they didn't have a Jaegger fountain. To proceed...I was just being myself. It was a homecoming party. All these alumni with their seat cushions (WTF!) showed up, and you could tell like who ran the college in their days. There were these 6 chicks (possibly the 'Heathers' of their time) all dyed blonde and kinda rough looking, but still everyone was having a blast. We had to shut the bar when the game started and we had our share of belligerant (sp) patrons. But the greatest thing happened in the 3rd and 4th quarter. As all my little enclave of tbles left, everybody gave me thier cards and emails addy's and my space sites(does anyone use that shit?). I have the biggest grin on my face. I saw this freaking hot bastard and, I don't know why, but I tried to take his picture w/ my phone. I got busted, never the less. Anyway, this col guy leaves and he gives me his card. Heart Fucking Palpitations, yo!

Just a coupla specifics..MY Personal Ad

I just turned 45 and I need a big change. I really want a kid(s) and I can’t do it by myself. I’ll start with my stats and then if your interested in my quirks and stuff, you can read on. I’m, like I said, 44 and I’m Italian American (Sicilian). I’m 5’8” on a good heal day, with a good body that is getting better . I have a shaved head (since I was twenty two or so), a little facial hair and a couple of tatts. I’m a chef, and I’ve been working since I’m 12, and I’m kind of tired of it. (hence the family).I’m totally clean in every way, and that’s amazing because I lived through some really heady years. (Pats shoulder).I’ve squelched a lot of my personal desires, either due to work environment, family or other harbingers, and I’m over it. I’m a (closet) writer, and I would have loved to have pursued this path if I was not forced into the Culinary world. ( “Bitter, table of 1?” No.) I’ve travelled a lot and lived in some cool countries and islands, but I want to settle down. I’m totally into being the house-husband and really concentrate on my writing, and raising the kid(s). That’s where you come in. A relationship can only work if there is an attraction and respect and most of all honesty.My preferences in looks: I really like tall guys, a lot. But that’s just an aesthetic quirk. I’m really masculine and I like the same. This can not be faked on one date. Please read this line again if your doubting. I’m sorry, and I’m not being judgmental but I’m not into fems. .I’m into Italian Guido’s, musicians-writers and broker types in suits. My favorite body part is the nose, especially if it’s broken looking (Tony Ward, Christopher Meloni) or pre-Raphaelite-ish. I need someone with some smarts. A mind and intelligence is a beautiful thing. When I see a good looking guy on the subway reading, it’s a total turn on. I’m a sucker for a handsome face. I’m also not looking for another shaved head guy. I had no choice in the matter, and thank God I have an excellently shaped head. I’m not into guys who shave their body hair either. Not into blondes too much, but I dig Michael Pitt. You know what, there is a lot of beauty out there in all types and sized packages, so I can not get too specific.Some of my other Major Likes. I read a book a week. I watch too much of t.v., but certain shows. (Dexter, Californication, P.Runway, All L&Orders, The Closer, Saving Grace, Weeds, Life, BBC stuff), but, ‘Six Feet Under’ is probably my all time favorite show.Music: Despise Rap/R&B. My music tastes go from Jeff Buckley and Aimee Mann to Pearl Jam (absolute fav.) and Alice in Chains to Band of Horses and The Fray to the Shins and Dusty Springfield. Movies: I could go on for ever here, but I’ll limit it to the fact that most of the movies I like do not get wide releases. And yeah, I love foreign movies, a lot.Sports: I play(ed) all sports, but I’m not this jock guy who reads the sports pages. I love watching hockey and football, baseball is only fun to watch @ the stadium, and I’ve never been into basketball. So, yeah, I live in NYC at the moment. I was born and raised here. Right now, I took a six months lease on a place in Staten Island after spending the summer working in the Hamptons. I really want to do this marriage/kid thing. Way before I even knew what gay was, I wanted to always be the father that I never had. So now, with the hopefully mutual admiration of a cool guy who wants the same and who also happens to live in one of the smarter states (that allows same sex unions) and who might have a good enough nest egg to get this thing rolling until we figure out my role, I think it might be a ‘good thing.’I guess I could go on, but, I’ll leave it at that for now.Take Care,Michael

Long ago, in a faraway land...

Okay, how can I put this correctly. I was never read to as a child. You know, Mommy or Daddy tucks you into bed and you just plead for one more page of "The Princess and the Pea" and then it's lights out, you promise, while your nibbling on an Oreo with a glass of milk set upon a bev nap on the nightstand. And with that, I guess, my imagination was not nurtured to grow vivid. And that Teflon-like inventiveness would have come in handy for what was to proceed in the next couple of years to my family and most scarring, to me. For years I've been reading about the movie studio wars with the making of the children's book,"Where the Wild things Are", which coincidentally, I read as an adult.(Too late). When Spike Jonze was attached to direct it I was equally psyched (Being John Malkovitch, Adaptation). I happened to see the trailer in the movie theater the other day, and I kind of almost lost it. Instantly, I got this Florida Grapefruit in my throat. It's a story about a boy who needs and wants protectors. And he finds them in this pack of 'wild things'. The part where I almost lost it was At the end of the trailer, where the one wild thing says to the boy, "I wanna eat you up, I love you so". Hokey? I guess to some, yes. But, it's just all about the conviction in the voice. So sincere and heartwarming for someone who definitely needs these words of love. Watch the trailer...choose #2 This looks fantastic.

I am Jerri...

Jerri's intro claimed that she's 46?Boozer, User,Loser. Right? Well, cripes, so am I.

I just turned 46. I started this blog when I was 39 ish. And she's got better teeth and smaller hips than me. Man, I've become what I laughed at a few years ago. Okay, I did just get some dental work done, so I'm cancelling the pity party.

Worst.Interview.Ever.

Sophia Petrillo (cheesecake in hand-never eating it though...{don't you hate when they do that on tv?}): Picture it. 2009. A damp, misty September noontime in Manhattan with Floridian humidity. Kinda chunky guy gets off the Staten Island Ferry at 11:30 to get to his interview @ 12 noon. All seems good. With the possible exceptions of the self-loathing, the lack of cool clothes, etc. He's got money on his Metro Card and the subway is right downstairs. Ha! This is a Bravo docu-reality show. We have to set him up for some type of embarrassment, right? It seems that while NYC is topping out at what seems an extra million people due to ALL THE FRIGGIN Tourists(!), the MTA thinks it's a good idea to work on all the lines of the lower Manhattan subway line. And I use the word workin' on loosely. So this kind of awkward man who is already perspiring is forced to use his instincts that he had as a messenger in this same area more than 25 years ago and find another line to take him to West 23rd. Buses are out of the question. No shameal New Yorker takes a bus unless you are just starting to read 'War and Peace' and hope to finish it when you get to your location. With a plan set in motion he heads to another line. 10 minutes until he has to interview. He gets off @ 14th and Lex and hopes, HOPES to hoof it 9 blocks over and 6 long ones down. What did he not remember? Newly shaved heads and lotion, along with a long sleeve black linen shirt, boots (for height) and like 15 blocks to go in 9 minutes.
This guy hates to run. Use to cross the track in gym and all when the class had to do laps. Would never make it 2 minutes in a soccer game.
Passing the Chelsea Hotel he stops to gather his breath as he nears his destination. He enters and as the construction workers are putting their finishing touches on the place. Shakes hands with both Karen and Mike, owners and GM, and just then it starts.
The Fountain Of Trevi spews less H2O. In rivulets, down his head. Discovery Channel will make a show out of this. Ayn Rand rolls over in the grave. "The real Fountainhead".
It just didn't stop. They were horrified. The mortification also took hold of our Jenny Craig candidate. He stumbled on questions and answers even though he read every food blog about this place, and really did his homework on this company. The shirtsleeves were now dripping as well since he was using them to wipe his once stubble free dome, now turned into some oddly constructed water park ride. Defeated, our protagonist walks around searching for an open subway heading downtown.

Walking, Walking, Walking...

This was an old Ellen DeGenneres stand up routine. Before she became homogenized by going mainstream. It's funny because dyke's figure into this post later on. Oh, was I being derogatory towards dyke's? Lesbians is the correct term? So, these 2 carpet munchers were on the train.
Me and the Mrs. got into another fight. Oh, don't worry, I have not gotten married. But still I live in hell. I'm talking about Mrs. Miceli, as in Pliny the Elder. Hint...she pushed me out on consecutive times in 1963, 1981, 1986, 1991, and now. Oy. To be at the hands (and muttered expletives) of others.
Josie was getting ready this a.m. I decided I would take a ride with her since her office is near the library that opens @ 8a.m. No biggie right? I'm ready, she's ready...long story short I took the train.
Okay, non Staten Islanders...the train runs for the whole 22 miles of this mis-begotten, time warped place. You get on (no payment) and you ride to your destination. You only pay at the last stop which is the landing for the Staten Island Ferry (which is free as well). The stop before the ferry is about a 12 minute walk (7 if you walk like me). In the morning the ferry runs every 15 minutes to Lower Manhattan. It's kinda funny to see all the cheap skates who get off in Tompkinsville (stop before the Ferry) and walk to the free (for all) ferry. WTF!
They get off @ this stop and walk like those fervent power walkers you hope to never befriend. They are manic. Cheap Fucks.
Every time I witness this, there is always a lesbian or three. I mean, I haven't checked their cards or anything, but judging by the appalling couture (ha!), I'm betting the farm on this one.
My cheap lesbian encounters took place in Los Angeles when I worked @ un-named (probably named in other posts) nite-spot. We had either Michelle Shocked, Jill Sobule or Michelle Noga-I forget about you. They flooded the place. They all wanted reservations. To sit @ a table, you had to pay at least 10 clams for food. No biggie right?
Why are they all vegetarians? Is Monsanto now making a vegetarian carpet. (man, I kill myself).
These pit bulls would fight tooth and nail over that frigging 10 bucks, and usually they were like producers or some other gay mafia industry thing. Ugh. They were so cheap. I think they made their own stereo-type.
Your saying, Mick...your faggy?...Yes. And guess what. Some of my best friends are lesbians. My new bumper sticker BTW on sale at the gift shop down the hall. Joyce is my love supreme and she is far from cheap. Just like my friend Patrick Lee who is a good driver. But, c'mon. We could not be the human race without our faux pas and secret assumptions. Love to all

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Matthew McConaughey Commercial

Oh man, were you saturated with that stupid commercial during the holidays? The one for the cologne? Is this the most unbelievably ego maniacal ad in the world. It's like he has to take a crap so bad, that he is walking with his cheeks clenched, so slow. And then he plops on the couch like a model posing for a Rubens painting. Ughhh. I mean why does this commercial bother me so much. I'm not jealous, not by a long shot. I just abhor people who are so consumed with themselves.