Life is Beautiful

Loud and Noisy Breakfast

2011-07-08T11:23:00.004-05:00

Last night, Thursday, my favourite famiy, the McGoldings came over for supper. Robert of this fame wanted to have "breakfast for supper" while we watched the first Indiana Jones movie. Mum Magnolia and RobGold came over first with Edgar the giant poodle and we gardened whilst drinking Pina Colada dacquiris. One of my favourite ways to spend an afternoon with my fave people.
Next to arrive was Colin, the 13-almost 14-year old. Then big daddy Andrew arrived with what we were hoping was some big and good news. We had rose "champagne" chilling for this moment.

All the while, we are cooking and talking and laughing and dogs are barking and there is a lot of noise. Really, does it get any better. What a beautiful day!

The End - Pearl Jam

2011-07-05T21:44:00.000-05:00

You know how there are songs that are there during the defining moments of your life? Last year, I was going through some rough times, one of which was the illness and ultimate death of my best friend, Milo the cat. Yes, I know, some people may snicker at the grief a person goes through when their animals die. Perhaps snicker is too harsh? Some people don't get it. I can understand that. As long as one is compassionate, that is all that matters.

Milo lasted two weeks after his diagnosis of a particularly aggressive form of adenocarcinoma. I tried to save him. I was unsuccessful. During this time, I listened to The End, by Pearl Jam over and over and over again.

I can no longer listen to this song without falling into shreds. Eddie Vedder captures such melancholy, such pain, such enormous misery in this song.

Well done, Pearl Jam.

Feel good post

2011-07-05T18:38:00.003-05:00

You know sometimes when you are feeling blue and you come across something that makes you realise, it's not that bad. Just hang on?

Well, I read this a while ago. And it helped. You may recognise this young man from a little show called Gigolos.

Anyway, I liked the post and I have added it here.

Enjoy.

Don't hate, appreciate!

2011-07-05T18:11:00.004-05:00

I have been noticing lately, particularly on my Facebook wall, a lot of ... what is the best word? Resentment perhaps ... directed towards those of the teaching persuasion. I notice it now especially during the early humid languid days of July. Sunday nights are interesting. I or one of my kind (teachers, professors, instructors) are out for dinner or drinks with friends when someone inevitably checks their watch:
"Oh crap, it's after midnight. Must go home. Working tomorrow."

Then the look of death:
"You're not, are you? Oh, how I wish I was a teacher and had the summers off!!"

This is always said with resentment.

Yes, I admit, we do get a nice holiday in the summer. Whereas many of my friends, highly educated or trained professionals in their field, be it, plumbers, electricians, doctors, IT people, only manage an inhumane one or two weeks, we are blessed with more time. I will remind us all that one month is standard in Europe. Most civilised.

It is important to acknowledge, however, that we do not get EIGHT weeks off even though it may appear thus. We are working, even if we are working at home. We are planning, creating, photocopying, ordering books, scheduling etc etc. This may not seem particularly grueling to people who still have to get on that metro, subway, tube, streetcar or bus at 7.30 am, but let me remind you that during the school year, we do not work a mere 8 hours a day.

My (estranged very wealthy) brother and his wife used to love taking the piss. They would constantly say things to me like: "Oh, if I had the chance I would go back to school and be a teacher."

Yes, because they just give away Master of Arts degrees.

Or:
Must be nice to start off at $60,000 and not work for the summer.

Where is this magical kingdom and are they hiring?

What I would like to remind these people however, is that they are not there when their children are crying in my office, over many things. Abuse -- mental, psychological, familial, sexual. We are the frontline to protect young people.

They are not there when we get home after a 12-hour day and have to: make dinner, help with homework, do laundry, clean the house, do the dishes, walk the dogs, and oh yeah, MARK 40 ESSAYS.

Or 40 EXAMS.

With detailed comments.

Or make notes for our meetings, attend conferences, hold office hours, plan lectures, plan notes, plan entire courses.

We have no social life for 10 months of the year. You must realise we need our piddly 8 weeks of vacay, which isn't even 8 weeks.

Why do you think teachers have such a high burn out rate? Why so many are alcoholics. YOUR CHILDREN ARE DRIVING US MAD.

But I still love my job and feel blessed to have it. I would never ever however deign to put down someone else's chosen profession.

Food for thought?

Let the pity party begin!

2011-06-22T14:33:00.002-05:00

It has been a challenging, trying almost year for the peawry. The fun began I would say last August when I posted the fateful "Life is good" status update to my Facebook. I should have known better. I am Greek origin. We do not tempt the Gods like this. But I was feeling good and happy and content about where I was in life. I had just met a lovely gentleman -- or so I thought. I had many good supportive friends -- or so I thought. And beautiful happy healthy pets -- or so I thought. The next day began the lesson which was to show me how wrong I was.

I thought I had been through all the crap already. I lost my parents young, had a very dysfunctional family where none of us every learned how to resolve conflicts in any peaceful form (and that is all I will say about that). One of the worst weeks of my life occured as I drove to my father's funeral, while my beloved dog was in surgery for testicular cancer, while in the midst of a terrible terrible divorce. I thought, "Okay, okay, Universe, I give up. You win!"

I had some peace for a couple of years. I lived with a boyfriend. Then we broke up the same day my youngest brother unexpectedly died. He was autistic but that had nothing to do with his death.

I bounced back of course. What choice do we have really? I threw myself into animal rescue. The best way to forget our own pain is through thinking of others, no? That and work. I adopted another dog. Then another.

And I of course had my amazing cat Milo that was the weirdest most emotional cat/dog I have ever had the pleasure to love.

But then last August I stupidly put that Facebook status up and the Gods punished me for my hubris. The very next day it began. Oh, it started small. I left my bag on the metro ... student assignments, agenda, some money (not much!) a few things like that. My contact lenses. It never got turned in.

A bike got stolen.

I sprained my wrist and had to wear a brace. For weeks.

My cat started to get sick.

The boyfriend started to not care about the cat. And wondered how I could be so upset. "It's just a cat."

I should mention he was moving here from far away to start a new life. That didn't work out.

I had a miscarriage.

A woman I greatly admired and loved died way too soon from breast cancer, leaving a young family.

My cat died, leaving me with a massive -- many thousands of dollars --vet bill. I had just finished paying off my brother's funeral and got stuck with another bill for almost the EXACT SAME AMOUNT. Ah, universe, how you make me laugh.

The cat died in my arms on a Sunday at 3 am.

I dumped the boyfriend because of the coldness and lack of support. I lost a couple of women I thought were friends for the same reason.

Cue me crying, wailing dramatically to the Heavens. Woe is me!!

I continued to rescue dogs because that is the only thing that saved me. I was suicidal, you see. The bills, the bouncing cheques, the venomous reactions from ladies I thought were my friends, the loneliness. I wanted to see my cat, my parents, my brother. I felt there was nothing here for me.

But I learned I was really really lucky. I learned there were a couple of people who cared. More than a couple. One woman, let's call her Magnolia, drove me back and forth to the hospital, even while she had her own kids to look after, her own ailing cat to worry about. This woman is an angel.

Another woman, let's call her Borealis, did the same. She sadly lost her cat shortly after too.

A fellow animal rescuer from New Jersey took pity on my and sent me a package, a gift from the gods, that saved me.

Another woman, let's call her Dany, wrote to me to check in on me when I had disappeared.

These angels saved me. These angels made me see the good in the world, that people do care, that people help each when the going gets tough. That they are not just friends when every thing is good.

For, you see, it is easy to be a good friend when all is happy singing and dancing and drinking wine. It is those who are there when you are crying over your dead parents, or dead baby brother, or dead baby, or dead cat that we must cherish..

I cherish these people more than they will ever ever know. These are the people that can call me day or night, and say, I have a problem. And before they hang up the phone, I will be beside their side.

I am a lucky lucky woman indeed. And I am grateful.

Drunk Woman Washed Up On Beach

2011-05-13T20:10:00.000-05:00

Ah, childhood memories of family vacations come by. But, how in the heck did my home movies end up on Youtube?

Faith No More - We Care A Lot (Video)

2011-03-01T22:54:00.000-05:00

The Commodores - Brick House

2011-03-01T22:29:00.000-05:00

How fun is this?

2011-02-05T11:46:00.001-05:00

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"Then I see his penis out!"

2010-11-27T13:39:00.000-05:00

This woman is my new HERO!

Coming soon to Mile End

2010-11-23T21:31:00.000-05:00

Do you think she cheated?

2010-11-08T18:31:00.000-05:00

Best Wheel Of Fortune Contestant EVER

2010-11-08T18:24:00.000-05:00

One Professor's Fantasy

2010-11-06T16:31:00.000-05:00

Documentary about Brandon Bond rescuing Vick's Pitbulls

2010-11-02T16:39:00.000-05:00

Heck Yeah! We Invented Democracy

2010-11-02T16:25:00.000-05:00

The CAPTION THIS Contest For August 13th!

2010-08-14T01:26:00.000-05:00

The CAPTION THIS Contest For August 13th!

Le sigh. I miss the good old days when boys all looked like this.

Country hip hop dancing

2010-06-27T10:49:00.000-05:00

Prediction: This will be the hot new craze sweeping the world in 10 ... 9... 8.... But seriously, how has this video not been seen and worshipped yet? Where can I learn these moves. Is there a class I can take? Maybe at the T? First thing Monday morning though, I am going out and getting my hair did just like that hot bitch.

Important news

2010-06-24T15:53:00.000-05:00

I love the irony of the guy protesting: "I am not a piece of meat!." Um .... really?

My new favourite song

2010-06-23T10:49:00.000-05:00

Rescue Ink takes in Rottweiler, injured while heroically defending family and home

2010-06-22T16:58:00.000-05:00

What an amazing story! It's all so sad and heartbreaking at the same time. Poor Rottie baby. But I have trememdous respect for these guys, the REscue Ink guys. I always try to instil the idea in my students not to judge a book by its cover and looking at these guys, one would be forgiven for thinking they were a bunch of hoods. But the truth is, they are angels. Peace be upon you all.

Rescue Ink takes in Rottweiler, injured while heroically defending family and home

"Just call a spade a spade!'

2010-06-22T16:43:00.000-05:00

OH GIRL, *wiping tears of laughter, YOU'RE FABULOUS! Thanks, I needed a good laugh today.

japanese prank, 100men running

2010-06-16T14:59:00.000-05:00

This is oddly funny ... a Japanese game show tries to see if people will start running from these mobs, if I understand the premise correctly. I couldn't stop laughing. Maybe I need a hobby.

What the ...?

2010-06-16T14:49:00.000-05:00

HOPPY THE DEER LICKING CAT

2010-06-16T14:37:00.000-05:00

I'm a sucker for cute animal videos. Check out the adorable doll-eyes on the deer too. Too much animal love for a black heart. Every time I see a deer, I think of being a little kid and my dad going deer hunting with all the Greek uncles. I used to beg him not to go... not because I would miss him terribly, but because I didn't want him to kill the cute baby Bambies. They never listened to me, of course. Daughters never wield great authority.
They would all return a week or two later, with huge Sasquatch beards, reeking of fire-pit smoke and whiskey, smiling from ear to ear. So proud of themselves and their hunting skills, as the carcasses hung from the rooves of their trucks, eyes wide open, swollen tongues lolling.

19 - The End - Pearl Jam with string quartet live at Gibson Amp L.A. 10-06-2009

2010-03-11T20:43:00.001-05:00

I love this so much.

Pieces of my Heart

2010-02-24T22:03:00.001-05:00

R.I.P Daddy Millan

2010-02-24T20:41:00.001-05:00

What a great embassador for pit blls!

Duck Teaches Disabled Child To Walk!

2010-02-15T22:00:00.000-05:00

Duck Teaches Disabled Child To Walk!

Next time you got a hankerin for some Peking Duck, think of this story.

That's a shame.

2010-02-15T21:55:00.001-05:00

Vicious pit!

2010-02-09T02:49:00.003-05:00

I love this bad mofo.

Dangerous pitbull alert!

2010-02-09T02:49:00.001-05:00

Imma let you finish Kanye but ....

2010-01-30T14:56:00.001-05:00

you're muthaf*cking crazy. This is Kanye's "response" to criticism for wearing fur.

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Heaven

2010-01-27T10:29:00.001-05:00

My new favourite video! LOL!

"What Teachers Make," by TAYLOR MALI

2010-01-23T19:27:00.001-05:00

A hell of a speech.

Chris Brown strikes again!

2010-01-23T16:35:00.002-05:00

Get it? Strikes. Haha. I crack myself up.

I like big butts and I cannot lie ...

2010-01-22T11:15:00.001-05:00

Whoa! Talk about a major wardrobe malfunction. She should win the gold just for that ass. Shake it, girl.

Say what? "The Eye-Rac"???

2010-01-12T21:32:00.001-05:00

YouTube - Miss Teen USA 2007 - South Carolina is a dumb blonde

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She really can't be this dumb ... can she?

2010-01-12T12:09:00.001-05:00

YouTube - dumb blonde: are you smarter than a fifth grader

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Moving on up to the east side

2010-01-06T19:54:00.001-05:00

I'm rich!!!! Look at this letter I got today!!

Hello,

My name is Mrs. Elena Tan. I am a dying woman who had decided to donate what
I have to you. I am 59 years old and was diagnosed for cancer about 2 years
ago, immediately after the death of my husband, who had left me everything
he worked for. I have been touched by God to donate from what I have
inherited from my late husband to you for the good work of God, rather than
allowing my relatives to use my husband's hard earned funds ungodly. I have
asked God to forgive me all my sins and i believe he has because He is a
merciful God.

I will be going in for an operation, and i pray that i survive the
operation. I have decided to WILL/donate the sum of $10,500,000.00.(Ten
million five hundred thousand dollars) to you for the good work of the lord,
and to help the motherless, less privileged and also for the assistance of
the widows. At the moment I cannot take any telephone calls, due to the fact
that my relatives are around me and i have been restricted by my doctor from
taking telephone calls because i deserve all the rest i can get.Presently,I
have informed my lawyer about my decision in WILLING this fund to you. I
wish you all the best and may the good Lord bless you abundantly and please
use the funds well and always extend the good work to others.

Kindly Contact my lawyer through this email address
(barr.lee101@yahoo.com.hk) or you can call his private Lin:
+855976826769.If you are interested in carrying out this task, so that he
can arrange the release of the funds ($10,500,000.00) to you.. My lawyer's
name is Barrister Richard Lee . I know I have never met you but my mind
tells me to do this, and i hope you act sincerely.

NB:I will appreciate your utmost confidentiality in this matter until the
task is accomplish,as I don't want anything that will Jeopardize my last
wish, due to the fact that i do not want relatives or family members
standing in the way of my last wish.

Thank you and God bless you. Mrs. Elena Tan.

Gmail - Kindly Contact my lawyer - peawry@gmail.com

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Dogs in the Public Space

2010-01-06T16:31:00.003-05:00

I live in Montreal, Quebec which is a pretty darn-tootin' amazing place to live. I think it is one of the best places in all of North America in which to make your home. The architecture is beautiful, we live in two languages, we have four world-class universities, a great appreciation for culture ... I could go on and on. No one is paying me to say this! I swear. However, one of the things that could be improved in our belle ville is the friendly factor in regards to dogs. I am originally from Toronto, which, apart from its many problems was when I lived there, extremely dog-friendly. I wish I could take my dog on the metro here as I could in TO. Little things like that. Recently, the CBC radio show Daybreak asked me to come on to discuss dog-friendly cities with a gentleman who was not as receptive as I was to the idea. He did not think dogs belonged in Canadian Tire, for example, or the dry cleaners. Myself, I like seeing well-behaved dogs out and about and believe their presence discourages nefarious activities and encourages more friendly interactions.If you wanna listen, click here .

During this same period of time, I read this story about Cody the chocolate lab who goes to work every day with his master, Karim Mansour. Mr. Mansour owns a gas-station/convenience stores in Florida and put his dog to work with him every day. Many of the customers appreciate seeing the dog in the store according to Mr. Mansour:

"But the BP station is also like most other convenience stores — a sometimes strange melting pot of people from every class and creed, who at any given time could be going through some rough emotion. For those customers, Cody is the solution. He can do what the normal gas station clerk usually cannot.

"Convenience stores are so unpredictable. People come in drunk, stoned, angry, you name it," Mansour said. "He calms them down. Animals have the ability to soothe the human soul."

Earlier this year, a woman who had been fighting with her husband came into the station.

"She came in all sorts of bawling and crying," Mansour said.

Cody, sensing something wasn't right, went to the woman. She put her face next to his, and sat on the floor with him. After several minutes talking to Cody, the woman pulled herself together."

However, shortly after this story came out, someone complained about the dog to the local storm troopers: Cody is no longer allowed to be in the store. What a shame. The store doesn't prepare food. The customers are in no danger. He keeps things safe and friendly. What exactly is the problem? I realise that being the animal welfare activist that I am, I am at an extreme end of the scale. But still, I don't get it. If you would like to read more about this story, please go here. Team Cody!

This is why a dog is your best friend.

2010-01-06T16:30:00.001-05:00

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But wait, there's more!

2010-01-06T16:17:00.001-05:00

Source

Yup, we can tell you're real "traditional" Wow. Read this excerpt from an interview in Elle and then we'll chat:

On why she never considered in vitro fertilization, like her character in The Back-Up Plan:“When it comes to family and relationships, I’m quite traditional. Just because of the way I was raised. And I also believe in God and I have a lot of faith in that, so I just felt like you don’t mess with things like that. And I guess deep down I really felt like either this is not going to happen for me or it is. You know what I mean? And if it is, it will. And if it’s not, it’s not going to.”

On the merit of her romantic comedies:
“I think Maid in Manhattan and Monster-in-Law are very layered movies. And that’s why they’re so successful. People don’t like shitty romantic comedies. Nothing that’s shitty is going to make $100 million.”

On hosting a dinner for Supreme Court Justice Sonia Sotomayor:“She didn’t realize what she was going to symbolize. And it’s always scary to be thrown into it–that’s what I felt like when I did Selena. You’re thrown out there, and all of a sudden you’re not anonymous. You are now known. And that’s a lot to handle. It’s scary at first. Then you get used to it. And so she was in that moment of her life where it’s just like, What the hell? Everybody’s clapping for me. People are writing about me, talking about me, I’m on TV. She was just a judge in New York.”

On competing with twenty-something pop idols as a 40-year-old mom: “This is what I do—what, because I have kids and a husband now I’m not supposed to be
me? I’m a more heightened me if anything. Hyper J.Lo. Everything I wanted before, I want twice as much now. And that doesn’t mean material things; it means to explore more, to think more. Being an artist doesn’t start because you’re 21, and it doesn’t end because you’re 51. You are who you are until the day you die.”

On betrayal: “This is something I haven’t been through once in my life. This is something I’ve been through a few times in my life. Where you really have your eggs in one basket and that breach happens and you know you should go but you’re still in love and you just don’t know what to do. It hits you because it’s not like you’re a cheater, and a liar, and I hate you, and you’re no good, and I’m leaving. It’s not that. It’s like, I’m tormented. Even though you’ve done this and I know it, I still don’t know what to do. I know I should go, but I don’t want to. And that’s why it’s such a f-cked-up thing.”

[From Elle Magazine]

I am almost speechless with wonder. Where is Mother Teresa? I am sure the mother would have appreciated J-Lo's expertise with thelogy. Her comment "And I also believe in God and I have a lot of faith in that, so I just felt like you don’t mess with things like that" was so moving that I almost jumped off my athiest bandwagon. She also says she's gonna send her kids to Scientology school.

You can tell I am a huge fan of this amazing artist.

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Another reason why the celebrity machine is pathetic

2010-01-06T15:50:00.001-05:00

Meryl Streep's inspiration, noted thespian and star of that acclaimed piece of artistry "Gigli", Jennifer Lopez aka J-Lo thinks she was robbed of an Academy Award. That is right, Jello thinks she's Oscar-worthy. In fact, she trumpets to Latina magazine that she should have won an Oscar. HAHAHHAHAHAHHAHAHAHHAHAHAHAHAHAHHAHAHAHAHA! Oh, I needed a good laugh. Thanks Jenny! But seriously, this is what she said: “I feel like I had that [Oscar worthy role] in El Cantante, but Idon’t even think the academy members saw it. I feel like it’s their responsibility to do that, to see everything that’s out there,
everything that could be great. Well, it is a little bit frustrating. It was funny; when the Oscars were on, I had just given birth on the 22nd, and the Oscars, I think, were a day or two later. I was sitting there with my twins—I couldn’t have been happier—but I was like, ‘How dope would it have been if I would’ve won the Oscar and been here in my
hospital bed accepting the award?’ ‘Thank you so much! I just want to thank the academy!’ But we joked about it. It’s all good. Things will happen when they’re supposed to happen. I have the utmost faith and no doubt that it will one day, when and if it’s supposed to. You can’t get all crazy twisted over it.”

Yup. Uh huh. That would have been "dope". In fact, I wish she would've won, just so I could watch the faces of those Academy types when she gave her humble speech. I think it would have gone something like this: "Yo yo yo! What up?! First off, wanna a give a shout out to my God! *fist pump* this is so dope y'all. I know I just gave birth to 2 babies, but this is the shit. I thank you and I promise to always keep it real wich y'all. *fist pump* I'm out!! *kisses her peace sign fingers*
Seriously though, this delusional fool makes Whitney Houston seem like the voice of reason. I like what Lainey said this morning: "Let’s look back, shall we?

El Cantante would have been
eligible in either 2006 or 2007, I can’t remember. To be thorough,
we’ll examine the nominees for Oscar’s Leading Actress in both those
years:

2006:
Penelope Cruz, Volver
Judi Dench, Notes on a Scandal
Helen Mirren, The Queen
Meryl Streep, The Devil Wears Prada
Kate Winslet, Little Children

Helen Mirren was the eventual winner, OBVIOUSLY. But you tell me, on that list, is there room for Jennifer Lopez’s ass? Please.

2007:
Cate Blanchett, Elizabeth The Golden Age
Julie Christie, Away From Her
Marion Cotillard, La Vie en Rose
Laura Linney, The Savages
Ellen Page, Juno

Marion
Cotillard was the eventual winner, OBVIOUSLY. But you tell me, on that
list, is there room for Jennifer Lopez’s ass? Please.

This is the vanity. How vain. To sit around, having seen none of the other
films in contention – because you KNOW she has no clue – and
contemplate the ludicrous possibility of a nomination."

She totally nailed it. Vanity? Check. But it goes beyond all that too. She calls herself an artist. An artist? Really, J-Lo? Why? You don't create anything. People create things for you and then you take credit for them. Artists capture and document the particular zeitgeist of a time. You sing about Louboutins. Ridiculously overpriced shoes. I don't think Shakespeare would have written sonnets to audaciously expensive fashion goods. Okay, you are not a terrible actress, but come on. This is celebrity, people. This self-entitled smug attitude that makes people like her, like the Speidis, the Kardassians of the world. It really has to stop.

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Well, she really wanted one!

2010-01-04T12:11:00.000-05:00

Police: US woman punched McDonald's drive-through window because restaurant had no McNuggets

This is the saddest mosh pit i have EVER seen

2009-12-29T18:00:00.001-05:00

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Hot Slut Of The Week: Banana Jesus

2009-12-29T15:59:00.001-05:00

Hot Slut Of The Week: Banana Jesus

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I'd rather go naked than be a hypocrite. Or wear fur.

2009-12-29T15:58:00.001-05:00

Fashion activists name and shame the fur-clad celebs | World news | The Observer

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Nick Cave - People Ain't No Good @Tenerife

2009-12-08T23:15:00.001-05:00

Yes. People aint no good. So true.

Cats Against Climate Change

2009-11-27T13:59:00.001-05:00

Awwwwwww.

"It's like twitter. Except we charge people to use it."

2009-11-27T13:53:00.000-05:00

"It's like twitter. Except we charge people to use it."

Fucking hilarious!

Chinese Guy Searches for a Girlfriend!

2009-11-02T00:30:00.001-05:00

Peter Chau is a sexy mutha.

The Best Stewart Ever !!

2009-10-21T20:43:00.001-05:00

Why doesn't Air Transat do this? I love this guy.

Pepperoni Pizza Sings in New TABASCO(R) Sauce TV Ad

2009-10-17T16:52:00.001-05:00

This commercial is gonna give me nightmares for days.

Simply Sara -- Wanda's Macaroni Salad

2009-10-13T05:51:00.001-05:00

Good lord. Well, there goes my breakfat.

My new hero

2009-10-09T12:49:00.000-05:00

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Montreal Michael Jackson Flash Mob: Breakdancing Police Officer

2009-10-08T21:34:00.001-05:00

One of the many reasons I love living here in Monty. Who the eff is this cool cop??

Fight on SF Muni Bus in Chinatown

2009-10-08T18:19:00.001-05:00

I am sensing a little tension on this bus. And hey, is that Neo in front? ""YOU ARE STUPID!!"

How has this talent gone unnoticed thus far?

2009-10-03T15:22:00.001-05:00

Thanks MichaelK for introducing me to this amazing and inspirational dancer. I think Ima become her bigggeeeeeeeessssssssttttttttttt faaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaannnnnnn.

How To Tell Which 'Star Wars' You're Watching [Flowchart]

2009-09-30T13:47:00.002-05:00

I saw this hilarious article on Maxim and had to repost.

Areyouhappy_a2_web_1024-600x848.jpg (JPEG Image, 600x848 pixels) - Scaled (68%)

2009-09-17T21:13:00.001-05:00

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What in the holy hell?

2009-09-14T16:11:00.001-05:00

Finally. The end has come. Thanks a lot Speidi for bringing on the Apocalypse.

Le Male by Jean-Paul Gaultier

2009-09-08T23:15:00.001-05:00

Why do I love this ad so much? :)

Human Cat Perch

2009-09-07T20:17:00.001-05:00

What does she feed this cat?

He's fallen! And he can't get up!

2009-09-05T10:15:00.001-05:00

Awwww. Come ON! This is too cute. Somebody help this puppy out. He can't get himself back on all fours. I love the dog in the background who doesn't give a crap, just snoozes throughout the whole cute fest. Anycrap, i know this will be any number of us during this long weekend. You know what I mean.

But I wouldn't HIT the little screamer

2009-09-03T22:43:00.002-05:00

As tempting as that may be! This Santa wanna be decided to take matters into his own kindly hands when a loud and cranky child got on his nerves: CNN reports that on Monday afternoon, Roger approached a woman whose child was crying as they walked down one of the aisles. Roger, who was probably shopping for laxatives and prunes (the proof is in his face), warned the mother, "If you don't shut the baby up, I will shut her up for you." Roger then walked away.

A few minutes later, the child was still screaming in another aisle and Roger kept his word. He walked up to the child, grabbed her, slapped her right in the face five times and told the mother, "See, I told you I would shut her up." Surprisingly enough, the woman didn't immediately run to Walmart's gun section, grab a revolver and use it to pistol whip that pepaw. No, instead she screamed for security. Roger was arrested and charged with first-degree cruelty to children, a felony. Roger will answer to the charge in court today.

The police said that the child had a "slight redness" in the face. Roger apparently apologized to the mother right before he was put in handcuffs.

And of course this all took place at Wal-Mart!

Screaming kid on Plane...lol

2009-09-03T22:41:00.001-05:00

The look of death that this lady is throwin the screaming child on airplane is priceless!. As my friend Michael K says: We've all been in a situation where a child is trying to kill your soul with a high-pitched screech that will wake the dead. That's why the gods created booze and the good shit. Roger needed to use his hands to light a bong! Smoke a bowl, grandpa! It's not that serious. Let the good shit save you." (www.dlisted.com)
That is the truth. The minute I get on a plane with anyone under 5 ft, I make sure I take my Gravol and knock back a double Stoly. Before they start screaming.

Johnny Cash - Ring of fire

2009-09-01T21:17:00.001-05:00

I fell into the ring. Of fire.

Help a sista out

2009-09-01T20:37:00.002-05:00

If you like my blog, click on the google ads and help me support my social justice crap.

Fair - Remy Zero

2009-09-01T19:53:00.001-05:00

I love this song.

15 year old teen boy who cries crying blood - cnn video

2009-09-01T19:33:00.001-05:00

My gothic students particularly ... comments?

And now, for a serious post

2009-09-01T17:50:00.004-05:00

My friends, you know me. You know I love animals, perhaps more than human beings. Don't criticise my animal rights activism. Please, if you feel so inspired, go out and work for your cause, be it children, poverty, world hunger, the environment, and so on. For me, this is what makes me want to act.

I received the following notice from Paws for Life yesterday: Subject: PLEASE HELP SAVE THEIR LIVES!

WE HAVE MANY DOGS AND CATS THAT RISK BEING EUTHANIZED SEPT 5 AND 7TH! THEY ARE AT A MUNICIPAL POUND AND THEIR TIME IS RUNNING OUT! WE DESPERATELY NEED YOUR HELP TO SAVE THEIR LIVES! PLS CONSIDER ADOPTING OR FOSTERING THE FOLLOWING ANIMALS:

1- GERMAN SHORTHAIR POINTER MALE UNFIXED 1YR OLD

2- PYRENEES MALE 7 YRS OLD

3-BOXER/PITTIE 2YR SOLD FEMALE BUT NOT GOOD WITH OTHER DOGS OR CATS

4-STAFFORDSHIRE TERRIER MALE FRIENDLY WITH ALL

5-GOLDEN/COLLIE 1YR OLD FEMALE VERY PLAYFUL WITH ENERGY

6-8YR OLD CAT WILL BE EUTHANIZED ANY DAY

7-BABY KITTEN 2month old FOUND OUTSIDE TIED IN A BAG

8-5MONTH OLD KITTEN NEEDS A FOSTER

9&10- KAMOUI AND RIMOUSKI have lived together for the past 2 years they are very attached to eachother. their owner has been indefinitely hospitalized and they will be euthanized this weekend!

11-GOLDEN MIX MALE FOUND TIED TO A HYDRO POLE UP NORTH HE IS VERY GENTLE ABOUT 2-3YRS OLD

12-SPRINGER SPANIEL F 3YR OLD RESCUED FROM PUPPY MILL, POOR THING HAS BEEN DEVOCALIZED

Please open your hearts and your homes to help these animals have a chance at life. Pls email http://www.facebook.com/l/;paws.for.life@hotmail.com for further info or if you can help!

thanks!"

Reading some of their stories made me weep:
"7-BABY KITTEN 2month old FOUND OUTSIDE TIED IN A BAG" WHAT??? Who does this? What the hell is wrong with you? I have been fostering dogs for about 5 years for Sophiesdogadoption.com, and some of the stories, no, most of the stories I hear are pure horror. Just ghastly. What makes someone do the things they do to an animal. But not just an animal ... to a child, to a fellow human being? I don't understand at all. Who just ties a dog to a pole up north? What the hell is wrong with people?
One of the first dogs I fostered was a beagle that I named Hermione. I was in a major Harry Potter phase/faze at the time. She had a bleeding pussing wound all around her muzzle because her "master" thought the best way to deal with her barking was to wind a wire around her nose to shut her up. The wire embedded itself into her flesh. She had some serious behavioural problems after that. She made me cry -- she was so sweet and starving for love. She eventually found a home.
I was criticised (it's okay, I can take it) for a recent post. I called Chris Brown a "douchebag" a self-entitled little prince who seemingly showed no remorse for his actions, as evidenced by him going out partying after his sentencing. The commenter took issue with my abusive -- according to him -- language: "I disagree with the attitude you take towards Chris Brown. Calling him names is an abusive response to his already abusive behaviour; as a Buddhist-leaning vegan you should probably be aware of such hypocrisy!"
Calling an abuser out apparently is now abusive as well. This just feeds into our culture of "victimisation." Perhaps Chris Brown is -- in a way -- a victim, as he witnessed his mother being beaten. But I am sorry. I don't buy that. He witnessed the pain, the agony that this treatment caused. Then why does he continue it if he is so well aware of the damage? He can think. He can reason. He chose to react, rather than act and t he best way for him to act was with his fists.
Another comment by the same commenter: "This attitude is nevertheless symptomatic of the villification abusers are subjected to by our culture. What many of us do not understand is that abusers were not in control of the discrepancies which led to their abusiveness. Most abusers were victims of a form of neglect or abuse in their formative years. This led them to develop an unhealthy relationship with themselves, which in turn prevents them from having healthy relationships with others. Abusiveness is an emotional illness. Although abusers are not to blame for their circumstances, they nevertheless can and must be held responsible for their actions. We must not condone abuse; we must, however, be sensitive to its nature."
This comment, while I respect your extremely erudite response, does tacitly excuse their behaviour. I too am a victim. I don't remember why I did what I did. If people like this seriously want to change their stripes, then they start to speak out against the very violence they have perpetrated. They do NOT go out to clubs, throwing out priviledged rich boy gang signs as they are photographed leaving a club, surrounded by a bunch of idiot fake boobed bimbos who just want to get their own reality shows.I don't know if I believe him but at least Michael Vick is trying to make reparation, and own up to his damaging behaviour. Lord knows if he is sincere. But at least he is doing something, not just making a world tour trying to get people to still buy his shitty record.
I don't want this response to impede people from responding. Please do keep reading and responding and writing your opinions. I respect them. We may respectfully agree to disagree. At the very least, we keep keep the dialogue open and that is THE ONLY thing that changes the injustices -- the oh so many injustices of our world. Stand up to the bullies, to the people who want to convince you with their PHYSICAL POWER.

And if you feel so inclined, adopt that little kitty that was left in a bag, like so much garbage. She will love you forever. And you will never regret that.

Damn!

2009-09-01T06:45:00.002-05:00

I was gonna get this same exact tattoo! Copycat stole my idea. Grrr. Anyway, you keep it classy, lady!

Haunted by a broom

2009-09-01T06:17:00.001-05:00

Wow, how terrifying (yawn) is this? This lady's shop is being terrorised by a broom that STANDS UP ON ITS OWN. Cue violins. I can't sleep just thinking about it.

Hey Chris, your pants are on fire

2009-08-31T17:06:00.002-05:00

OMG

2009-08-30T21:56:00.001-05:00

Fecking bike thieves

2009-08-30T16:59:00.004-05:00

I hope all their kidneys fail and they suffer big time. Yes, as a spiritual, Buddhist-leaning vegan animal rights activist, I know I should not say such things. I must be calm and peaceful and wish only good things for people.

However, I remember being a very POOR student and having my bike as my only means of transportation. I could not afford bus tickets at the time. So everytime my bike got stolen, and there were oh so many times, I was seriously in big trouble. Bike thieves must not know how serious the damage they do is. Or maybe they do and they just do not care. Like people who wear fur. Either they don't know of the suffering involved in the fur industry. Or they do and they don't care.

I don't know which is worse.

Was this your weekend?

2009-08-30T16:19:00.002-05:00

Dude, just pick it up already and do your walk of shame home. Sheesh. Click here.

Men and Women

2009-08-30T10:05:00.005-05:00

In my Ravens and Shadows class last week, I talked about gender roles with my students. But in order not to bore the pants off them, I didn't use the words "gender roles." We read Little Red Riding Hood and watched "Thriller", and discussed the "Wolf" in each piece. Most of the students agreed that your boyfriend (males) are supposed to take care of you, bring home the bacon, rescue you from scary monsters, and love and care for you. The damsel (girls) are supposed to look pretty, have babies, keep the house clean (!) and other such stereotyped ideas. Interestingly enough, everyone said the man is supposed to protect the woman, not turn into a wolf and torment her.

Most of us know that the little piece of garbage known as Chris Brown beat up his girlfriend (and not for the first time) earlier this year. One of the most shocking things about the whole situation was how little criticism the beating garnered. There was either silence -- which signifies a tacit complicity -- or a grudging excuse of some sort: "Well they are both young and good kids and he made a mistake..."

That's some bullshit right there and makes me think of Michael Vick and his evil treatment of his pitbulls. So many friends of his excused this atrocious behaviour by saying (Whoopi Goldberg I am looking at you!) that is was part of "our" culture. "Culture" excuses many atrocities, does it not? Anycrap, Brown recently got his final sentencing and quite frankly, I am appalled. He should have gone to jail. What message does this send out to his fans? The sad fact is a lot of young people look up and admire this douchebag, this little coward with self-entitlement issues, and will be influenced by this whole affair. I don't even think he is talented! Why does he make a living at singing. Auto tune much? Anyway, off topic, but his sentencing was a joke: "The judge placed Brown on felony probation for 60 months -- 5 years. He must obey all laws. He must report to probation within 72 hours. Brown can perform community labor in Virginia. She wants reports from the domestic violence program in Richmond, VA. Brown must keep in touch with the Probation Department. He is subject to search and seizure 24/7 for the next 5 years. He can't own any dangerous weapon, including guns or knives.

The judge will issue a protective order ... staying away from Rihanna. He must provide DNA samples as requested by authorities.

He must complete a 52 week domestic violence program sponsored by the Commonwealth Catholic Charities.

Brown must personally come to court every 3 months during his probation. The first appearance will be November 19.

Brown must perform 180 days of community labor. He must also pay $2,500 in restitution. He'll have to pay another $2,500 in probation expenses. He must also pay a $30 criminal conviction fee --BARGAIN! He must also pay $400 that goes into a domestic violence fund.

The judge issued a protective order. Brown is ordered not to harass, assault, threaten, molest, threaten, etc. Rihanna. He must surrender all firearms within 24 hours. He can't have any contact with Rihanna, even on the phone or through a 3rd person. He must stay 100 yards away from her, unless there's an entertainment-related event, in which he must stay 10 yards away. The protective order lasts 5 years.

Brown must get prior approval before leaving the country." Source

As well, his mother recently spoke publicly for the first time, saying she wasn't ashamed of him: "Her statement continued, "I made a promise. I would never be ashamed of him no matter where I am or who I talk to. You see this whole thing isn't about Chris, it's about God. He wants to show all of you the goodness of him through Chris. Chris will be addressing all of his fans very soon. We love you so much and so does God." Source.

Oh, Lord, denial much? Mother, you SHOULD be ashamed of your son. He beat up a woman, he put his hands on another human being and threatened to kill them. And he will do it again. Didn't you see him out partying after the sentencing? Does that look like a young man full of remorse?

A colleague of mine was telling me of a young student who came to her to tell her that her boyfriend beat on her. My colleague -- let's call her Agnes -- offered to get all the help at our disposal to her, such as counselling, police intervention etc etc. The student violently declined any aid, saying that her boyfriend was the love of her life and he was going to be the father of her children.

Why has no one told her that the love of your life does not hit you, insult you, spit at you, put his hands on you, have sex with you against your wishes?

I hope Jay-Z sees to it that Chris Brown mysteriously gets what it coming to him. And I hope people like "Agnes's" student wake up. And stand up.

Just let it go

2009-08-26T21:15:00.004-05:00

I made the mistake of watching a new show tonight about people who are compulsive hoarders. Hoarding is a pathological need to collect and hold onto things; the mere idea of tossing something brings about major anxiety. I think many of us to some extent have some type of OCD-like tendencies. I check my door a few times before I leave the house. I have a friend who washes their hands constantly. I know someone with maybe not full-blown Tourette's but very entertaining twitches and outbursts nonetheless. (My dad lives in a bubble. Cousin Joe-bubble!) Anyway, tonight I learned about two different cases-- a young family with three kids and an older lady, unemployed and about to be evicted.
What was interesting to be was not only their reactions to the threats of eviction and losing children, but my reaction to their reaction. The young mother of the first case was talking about how she didn't know what she would do if she lost her children and she could not imagine how she would live if the city took away the kids because the house was so cluttered and dirty. My mind was screaming at her: If you're so scared, clean up your damn house! Oh my God, how can you live like that? But then I got angry at my own sense of judgment. If she could, she would. But some serious mental problem -- even with the threat of losing her children -- prevented her from doing what so many of us do -- grudgingly perhaps but still do, on a daily basis. Or at least have someone do it for us. Where does this come from, this need to hang on to useless shit?
The second case was even sadder, if that is even possible. A lady of about 60, with missing teeth and a crazy halo of frizzy grey hair tiptoed around the issue of food. She couldn't throw anything away. She shopped and stocked up and stored things in 2 fridges. She stored so much that she had to duct tape her fridges closed. Talk about Red Greening it. Slowly, a story emerged, like layers of an onion being peeled away, of her fear of being starving and poor again and how even if something was 2 years past the expiry date, she could still eat it. Or salvage something from it. This poor woman had rotting carcasses of pumpkins and other squashes lying around rooms in her house, yet even as the cleanup crews were shoveling the garbage out, she still surfed for seeds to roast. Ugh.

I lived beside a hoarder when I was in university. She was a very odd older lady, a frustrated painter who now worked in day care. Yes, day care with children, this woman with clear mental problems. The first time I had to enter her house, I was shocked. There were little pathways through the very small Mile End apartment. Empty cans, newspapers, a crutch! She would pick up anything because as she would often say, it still is good! I can't believe someone threw this away.

Someone threw this away, "Judy", because it's garbage! Useless shit that serves no purpose any longer. Think of all the useless emotional garbage we all lug around with us. Why can't we throw it away? Why does it rear its ugly head every now and again? Why can't we just take that crap, that burden -- every nasty word, unkind action, thoughtless gesture, broken heart -- put it in a garbage bag and check it at some store. On the way out of the store, don't claim it. Leave it. There! Problem solved.

If only it were that easy, eh fellow humans?

You Kicked My Dog

2009-08-26T17:08:00.001-05:00

"I'm going to kill you!"
...
"Just kidding!!"

Hahahahahahahahahahahahaha.

Michael Jackson is alive!

2009-08-25T20:15:00.002-05:00

The rumours are beginning. MJ is not dead and just like Elvis and Jim Morrison and Olivia Newton-John's ex-manfriend, he has faked his death. This video purports to show Michael jumping as if without a care in the world from the back of a coroner van. Yup. the resemblance is uncanny. I'm convinced.

This is why Anderson Cooper rules!!

2009-08-25T16:45:00.001-05:00

Bad Ass

2009-08-25T10:19:00.001-05:00

Hey! J-Lo! Get out of that tree!

Jeff Buckley - Hallelujah

2009-08-24T21:33:00.001-05:00

Bad pickup lines

2009-08-23T22:01:00.003-05:00

I heard some doozies this weekend. It must have been something in the air ... anycrap, the best pickup line I ever experienced was a few years ago when a young gentleman approached me at Jello, licked his finger, touched my shoulder, licked his finger again, touched his shoulder, then murmured: "We should get out of these wet clothes."

GOOD ONE!!

P.S. No, it didn't work. But he got ma-hay-jah points. In bed. I KID! I KID!

Crazy writers

2009-08-23T21:32:00.005-05:00

Paging Dr. Freud. Apparently, the great Victorian era writer, Charles Dickens, he of Ebenezer Scrooge fame, had some mommy issues. Kinda like so many of my ex boyfriends. He didn't write love letters to his crushes. Oh no. He wrote passionate letters to their moms. In "Charles Dickens," out in November from Yale University Press, Michael Slater bares the novelist's over-the-top notes to the mother of Maria Beadnell, a banker's daughter he "fell violently in love with." Gushed Dickens: "Bear with a daring wretch who is about to make a surprising confession to you . . . which he beseeches you to commit to the flames as soon as you have become aware to what a towering height his mad ambition soars . . . I love your adorable daughter deeply, devotedly."
Hmmm. Interesting approach. Writing to the mothers instead of the daughters. Why does it seem to me that writers have a weird way about going about things ... like love letters for example. If you love someone, do you not send your missive, sweetly scented with your undying devotion, directly to your beloved?
Although, does one actually put pen to paper and actually write out full words, with no LOLs and LMFAO and smiley faces and so on? I don't think so. I imagine the closest one gets to love letters today is texting, Twittering, or gasp, emailing. Writers, being the notorious drunks that they (we) are, really go in for the sexting. I imagine love letters these days look like this:
(914): How do I say "sorry I gave you and your sister herpes" in German? or maybe something a little less harsh?
(401): you're kinda like the weird girl from The Breakfast Club after the makeover. i mean you're pretty, but you're still weird as fuck.
Or this one: (231): I love him more than I love myself. Which is a lot...Because I'm narcissistic.

Sadly, these are actual texts ... from here. Where is the love? What are we coming to?

Watch Whitey busta move

2009-08-20T13:14:00.001-05:00

I love how Steve Harvey hugs him at the end.

Gin and Tonic Cupcake

2009-08-20T11:12:00.003-05:00

What a brilliant idea! A gin and tonic cupcake! I am surprised I didn't think of that myself. I prefer Mimosas on hot summer mornings -- er-- I mean evenings, but I would give these a taste test ... or 4. Here's the recipe and enjoy!

Ingredients
Cake
2 medium egg whites
Pinch of sea salt
1/4 teaspoon cream of tartar
1/2 cup confectioner's sugar, sifted
1/4 cup flour
1 1/2 tablespoons tonic water
Frosting
1/2 cup mascarpone
1 tablespoon gin
2 tablespoons corn syrup
Green food coloring
Lime slices covered in sugar or jellied lime or lemon slices, for garnish
Directions
Preheat the oven to 325° Fahrenheit. With an electric hand mixer, beat the egg whites in a large bowl with salt and cream of tartar until they are risen. Now beat in the sugar, a couple of tablespoons at a time, sprinkling it over the egg whites and beating about 20 seconds with each addition. Fold the sifted flour into the meringue in three stages, and then stir in the tonic water.
Arrange muffin paper baking cups inside a muffin tin and fill two thirds full. Bake for 15-20 minutes until lightly golden on the surface and still springy to the touch. Remove and let cool.
Spoon mascarpone into a bowl and beat in the gin and then the syrup and tint it the palest green with a little food coloring. Fill a icing bag or ziploc with the tip cut off to frost the cupcakes.
Use a decorative toothpick to spear lime slices in sugar or jellied candies and insert one into each cupcake.
Makes 12 cupcakes.

World's Ugliest Dog attacked by group of thugs!

2009-08-20T10:29:00.004-05:00

It's always like elementary school, no matter how old we get. This is pretty sad and horrible:

Police in Cambridgeshire are appealing for information after Mugly - who won the Britain's Ugliest Dog title in 2005 - was apparently set upon by a gang.
The Shitzu-Chinese Crested cross was rescued by a passer-by who chased off the thugs, who were allegedly seen hitting it with a stick and kicking and punching it.( Source)

Aw, poor little ugly dog. What is wrong with people? Did they pick on him because they were young, bored, angry and stoned? Because he was ugly? Because he was little and defenceless? Just because? Why do we pick on the weaker?

Just like in school... remember grades 1 and 2 and even more? We were either the kid picked on -- because we had a funny name or funny snacks or funny clothes -- or we did the picking on. Kill or be killed. At first I was the kid picked on. Ethnic kid. But I learned fast.

In grade 2, there was a boy who now I know was what was called "slow" back in the day. He had funny hair that went up like a cone in the back and a crackly voice. He was also really skinny. One day, for no good reason that I can now remember, I started whispering in class: "Hye, let's kill John Wall at recess." The message spread like a sneeze; the air became alive with the smell of blood. When the bell rang, we were all quivering with the thrill of the hunt. John, even in his slowness, realised something was up.

The doors opened and the hounds were released! John ran like the scared fox but we caught up to him; a giant pack of laughing, snarling grade two-ers. I stood back watching what I had wrought. I was so ashamed of myself.

I have never forgotten that day. And I still feel shame today.

But WAIT

2009-08-18T17:13:00.001-05:00

This kid disproves my theory!

Bonnaroo - White People Can't Dance

2009-08-18T17:12:00.001-05:00

I'm not one for racial stereotypes. In one of my classes called "Taking the Red Pill" my students and me discuss various racial stereotypes. Some of my favourites are: Spanish men all cheat on their women, Greeks are really hairy, Italians are all in the mob, the Irish are all drunks, Blacks are great dancers.
One stereotype I am not completely against is: Wasps can't dance. WASP stands for White Anglo Saxon Protestant. Some people say whites in general but I don't agree with that. My people -- the meds -- can dance and we are caucasoids. I present some footage to support this theory. Enjoy.

Patricia Heaton Makes A Staggering Ass Of Herself Celebrity Millionaire

2009-08-18T16:45:00.001-05:00

Wow. Don't ever tell me ever again that celebrities are stupid. Come on! They have to ... memorise lines ... go on game shows ... um ... pretend to care about world issues. do math.

Oh wait.

You want to be famous? You want to be a celebrity? THIS IS CELEBRITY!

For a good laugh ...

2009-08-18T15:47:00.002-05:00

So true! Source

Dude looks like a lady

2009-08-17T15:25:00.001-05:00

Source TMZ

Life according to the late John Hughes

2009-08-17T14:58:00.003-05:00

I was surfing on the internets this morning for some kind of "highly effective habits of highly strung teachers who just spent their summer loafing, drinking mimosa, playing with dogs, loafing, sitting in the park drinking red wine, writing not NEARLY enough" when I stumbled across this article.

Seven Life Lessons from the Master of 80s teen comedy:

Self-referential looks to camera are NOT A BAD THING (all John Hughes films)

• Best friends are best when they're a bit troubled (Cameron in Ferris Bueller's Day Off, Iona in Pretty In Pink)

• Teachers are self-serving Nazis (Mr Vernon in The Breakfast Club) or desperate, sadsack stalkers (Mr Rooney in Ferris Bueller's Day Off ) MY FAVOURITE!

• Geeks give good kisses: The Geek in Sixteen Candles and Duckie in Pretty In Pink both give surprisingly good lippage. ("He must practise on melons," Iona says after Duckie unexpectedly plants one on her in Pretty In Pink)

• Sex is complicated. "If you say you haven't, you're a prude. If you say you have, you're a slut. It's a trap." (Ally Sheedy's Allison in The Breakfast Club)

• If you want a real career, don't be the main star of a Hughes flick. See: John Cusack as Best Nerd Friend in Sixteen Candles or a young Robert Downey Jr as Mean Spirited Jock in Weird Science.

Commuter dogs with a job

2009-08-17T14:01:00.002-05:00

Well, this is an amazing story. Apparently, dogs in Moscow have learned to take the metro downtown to get to their jobs as scavengers for food. They find their stops, they ride the escalators, and they even manage to harass people out of their Shish-Taouks on the metro! Oh, you crazy dogs.

Next week, I am sure I will be writing about the newest squeegee dogs who clean your automobile windows. With their tongues!

Just a couple of comments ...

2009-08-16T01:21:00.002-05:00

Levez-vous, dansez, sautez! Some fan commentary from Youtube:

Mon pire cauchemar est que mes textes soient moins bon que
les siens. ëtre comparé à lui....

pas besoin de 50 ans dexperience pour remarquer son talent ahahahahahahahahaha!!!;;

chu de quebec pop pop lever vous danser sauter

Je sais pas pourquoi, mais Kevin Federline me fait penser à lui XD

HAHAHAHA, Kevin Federline. I can totally see it! PAPAPAPAP!

D-Natural is Back

2009-08-16T01:19:00.001-05:00

Hey! The musical genius of our generation, check it! I love the guy wearing his grandmamas fur coat. He's totes street. And the poetry of D. Man, I can't sleep.

The reason I learned to play guitar

2009-08-15T21:07:00.002-05:00

When I was really young, like teenage style, I remember watching these videos of a magical hurting creature, Sinead O"Connor. And I wanted to be her. The pain and all. She is the reason I wanted to learn how to play guitar: to watch her pounding, indeed hitting that instrument as she sang, was like watching a page from my adolescent diary animating itself in front of my eyes. Tonight, I was rewatching her and still marvelling at the angst she could bring out in people. I wanted so much to shave my head like her, but I felt too ugly. My head was not round and beautiful like hers. I can relate to what my friend Adriana talks about. My father found me beautiful. The rest of the world? I'm not sure.

Anycrap, watch this video. And remember your lost love with me.