Friday, August 19, 2011

I Just Like the Damn Picture, Okay?

















The irreplaceable Heath Ledger.

Quote of the Damn Day: Paul Newman



I'm a supporter of gay rights. And not a closet supporter either. From the time I was a kid, I have never been able to understand attacks upon the gay community. There are so many qualities that make up a human being. . . by the time I get through with all the things that I really admire about people, what they do with their private parts is probably so low on the list that it is irrelevant.

Paul was a good soul, and I miss him.


I Just Like the Damn Picture, Okay?














Gerard and Guillaume Depardieu.

He was the enfant terrible of French cinema. A tormented soul who inherited his famous father's talent--along with his demons. It was a fatal combination that would send Guillaume Depardieu to an early grave.



You'd think nobody ever pissed on the damn floor before.

Nearly every Christmas in my family, Uncle Bugs got drunk and pissed on grandma's linoleum. Nobody even cared, except for grandma, who got pretty honked off.

[Take a note Lindsay Lohan--just piss on a damn floor and you'll be back in the headlines, you desperate bitch.]

http://www.dailymail.co.uk/tvshowbiz/article-2027803/Gerard-Depardieu-relaxes-large-pair-bottoms-Asterix-filming.html

These are the days of miracles and wonders.

http://www.dailymail.co.uk/health/article-2027783/Craig-Huttos-new-bionic-leg-Tennessee-student-takes-step-forward-prosthetics.html

Bubba Goes Vegan

I fell in love with Bill Clinton when he jogged to McDonald's right after his presidency began. A good old boy from the South goes vegan. If Bill can do it, anybody can. Good for him.

Wow. This is unbelievable.

All the lonely people. The Beatles were right about that, too.

http://www.tampabay.com/news/humaninterest/a-brevard-woman-disappeared-but-never-left-home/1181888

More Shit SB Comments to Ms. Moon Over at Bless Our Hearts

This is the way I see it. George Harrison and The Beatles were right: Everything is just the way it is supposed to be. Therefore, I can't help but be who I am and do the things I do. So why hate on myself for being what I can't help but be? Where's the sense? Why be mad at anybody else for doing what they do either (except for George W. Bush--we can still be mad at him--he is exempt from the laws of the Beatles/Universe. I will die pissed off at him).

Shit SB Says in a Comment to Ms. Moon, Her Precious Idol

I'm just glad I'm not a girl chicken, being humped on all damn day and then giving birth right and left. It sounds like THE SUCK to me.

Thursday, August 18, 2011

A small piece of good news. To say I'm appalled by the actions of the Fullerton Police Dept. is an understatement.


I signed a petition just yesterday asking that an independent party investigate this incident.

I send my love to Mr. Thomases family. I share their disgust over the police brutality inflicted upon their dear son, Kelly. I hope the police officers involved are punished appropriately.

Only in America would a homeless person be treated with such a lack of regard. I am disgusted and sickened.

It must be the mood I'm in, but this struck me as particularly funny.

[Especially that the dogs get excited by certain theme songs. Shit cracks me up.]

Wednesday, August 17, 2011

Kimberly Nizato is a dumb bitch.

http://blogs.ocweekly.com/navelgazing/2011/08/kimberly_nizato_animal_cruelty.php

Gerard Veux Pisser, Goddammit.

When a dude's gotta piss, a dude's gotta piss, goddammit! I adore Gerard. What the damn media don't tell you is that if Gerard was drunk, it's understandable, he lost his grown son fairly recently. It was very tragic.

http://www.nypost.com/p/news/international/french_actor_depardieu_allegedly_oeLVeSiin12zLO1TIioz9I

In My Opinion, You Are Not Right

I started out the morning with a spam comment that began: In my opinion, you are not right. Of course, I agreed with that and was thinking the spammer should have finished that sentence with in the head.

I haven't been posting this week because I have nothing worth imparting. I'm in a bit of a funk and dealing with some anxiety over a multitude of real and imagined things. I'll post when I have something fucking worth posting. Until then, I am not dead, just resting.