It's been an interesting week in the world of WTF?.
For starters did you know there is toilet paper for sale in Miami for $9 a roll? It has the likeness of Hugo Chavez on each square. $9? Really? This is true idiocracy. Better yet...it's idiocraZy. I'm not paying $9 to wipe my sensitive parts...even if they do smell like roses. No thank you. I'll stick with Scott or Charmin. I tell you what WOULD sell even for $9 a roll. If you could customize your pooper paper to have your boss on it. Now THAT would sell. ;) WTF Florida?
Then there's TLC's crown jewel 19 Kids and Counting which follows the lives of the Duggar's and their brood. Here's the WTF? moment for me. You have 19 kids. I can't begin to understand that since I could care less about having just 1. But I'll play along. You have 19 kids. That means A.) it ain't even right down there by any stretch (no pun intended) of the imagination and B.) there's probably several C-Section scars so please don't sport a bikini a la Kate Gosselin EVER and C.) (here's my WTF?) the title of the show states AND COUNTING. Does this mean 19 isn't enough? Does it mean you're under contract to spit more out if you want to keep your TLC money? I'm already blown away by the 19 kids part but WTF? is with the And Counting?
Mel Gibson and Oksana Grigorieva, his Russian musician-singer girlfriend and mother of their 5-month-old daughter, have split after over a year of dating. Well, did anyone really expect them to make it? Just because you have a kid doesn't mean you'll stay together. Not in Hollywood and not even in the "real world" these days. So here's my WTF? with this story. Why is this news? Does anybody really care? Mel is a crazy old basterd these days and any woman stupid enough to have a kid with him is just that...stupid. I bet she won't even get any money because I can't even think of the last great movie he made and I'm sure all that awesome Lethal Weapon cash is long since gone. So, good luck sweet thing. Oh, side note. WTF? is up with your mouth. You kind of look like an Octomom wannabe. Maybe that's why he's gettin' out of dodge. WTF? news...pick a better story next time.
And here's my favorite. I have braces again. I'm 29 damn it. Braces? WTF? teeth? Why did you have to go and screw me like that? I did this once already. I was 14 and it was perfectly acceptable to look like a 14 yr old geek with braces back then. It totally sucks to look like a 14 yr old geek with braces when you're pushing 30! But alas...I'll be thankful and happy in a year when I have a Hollywood smile. Until then...this hurts and sucks. WTF?
Since this is getting a tad surly and that's normally not my style I better head out. In order to soothe the pain in my mouth I think I'll grab some wine and hit Sullivan's in Addison tonight. My fav tribute band is playing..Hard Night's Day. Here's the great thing. I'm going with my orthodontist. Now THAT is full circle.
Friday, April 16, 2010
Friday, April 9, 2010
Wowsers! WTF?
WTF? America? Really? Seriously? This is a cosmic joke, right? Larry Stanley told me that Tiger Woods would return to golf amidst roars of cheers and loud clapping. I disagreed. He said Tiger would return to the course and play his best game ever. He told me fans would be there in force and he would play like a champ all the while erasing the public's memory of his recent sexual odyssey. No way in HELL I argued. 18+ women and Elin looking sad on the cover of every tabloid in America? No. This just wouldn't happen. I thought for sure he would tuck himself away for the next year and let some other sex scandal story pop up and take his thunder. I thought he would do his little rehab stint, let Elin take what she wanted and get out, and lay low. Maybe next year we'd see him on the course. Yes, this is what would happen. Surely he has excellent PR people telling him the same thing? You have to be out of the public eye for a while before you can make a comeback. Right? Well, I was wrong. I'm so glad I didn't put money on my opinion and bet against the gambler. He usually wins and he called this one again. Wow, America. I thought golf was the boring family sport. You know...the sport reserved for dads to share with sons while they have lessons on ethics and family values in between holes. The sport that the old rich white dudes played while their caddies held their scotch and cigars. Apparently I was wrong about that, too! I guess I should take a look at golf in 2010 instead of what's in my mind...which is apprently 1910. Ha.
Tiger rolled out to Augusta and was received by the loud banging of hands clapping, screams of encouragement, cheers, and laughter. He played a great game and with the exception of a few funny banners seen overhead; he was warmly welcomed back to the fold. Wow. What a short memory you have, American public. I am a little shocked. Not that I judge or really even care to be honest. I just think that those of you who do care (you'll remember I don't care about much if you read last week's blog) would take a stand. I would have liked to see some sort of protest! For entertainment value if nothing else! He is a sexual deviant by some standards and has made a total ass out of himself and his family. He's ruined at least 18 lives not counting his own and Elin's. He has hurt his mom and used his father's voice (shameless) for some sort of pathetic comeback Nike ad that screams have sympathy for me...I'm wounded and need forgiveness...WTF? You, sir, are a douchebag of the highest order. I hope those stories of you being tied up to a tree and beaten as a 1st grader are true because at least it's a good excuse as to why you're so screwed up as an adult.
And nobody at the Master's seems to care! Nope. We just cheer and watch him swing that golf club and by doing so we slowly allow him the long climb back up that pedastal he is so used to perching on. WOW. WTF?
Enough about Tiger. I'm just getting pissed.
WTF? I have to empty out my purse and desk now. Why? Because now the FDA is telling me that all the bottles of hand sanitizer are bad for me and are jacking with my hormones. Ha..hey maybe that's what happened to Tiger! He must have bathed in these hormone altering cleansers.
So you think you're doing the world a favor by slapping a quick dab of GermX or Bath and Body Works sanitizer between the 'ol palms a few times a day. You feel good about killing flu germs and cold viruses. It's a great feeling to smell the ethyl alcohol wafting from your hands after you touch that public restroom door or the buttons on your office elevator that you know the fat chick that smells like Whataburger on 38 just pushed. You are a winner in the fight against uncleanliness. Until today. Today you're a sucker because CNN just reported that all those strides we were making towards a cleaner world are just making us sicker. The reason is two fold. A.) the chemicals used in manufacturing these products appear to elevate hormone levels which cause all kinds of unnatural chemical reactions in the body. B.) Germs are smart. All we're really doing is causing them to evolve and resist our attempts to kill them off. They get stronger and we get sicker. Then what happens? We buy more sanitizers. Great. Thanks, SC Johnson and Proctor and Gamble. WTF?
And now the kicker. I hate reality tv. I detest it. It is stupid. If I want that much drama in life I'll just pull some overtime with these crazy asses. No. Give me a well written sitcom with a PLOT. I'm done.
Until Last Night. GASP!
I have discovered Kirstie Alley's Big Life on A&E. I have discovered it and it is amazing. I am hooked! I can't figure this one out but I love it! Maybe it's the fascination of seeing the once beautiful and thin "Rebecca Howell" from Cheers be FAT and also be open and honest about it. Maybe it's the fascination of how well she lives...off of Cheers (?) money. Either way I absolutely love it. It's almost like she's still relevant when you watch it. She's funny, smart, witty, goofy, and REAL. Well, here's what A&E have to say about it:
"Kirstie Alley has emerged as one of the great actresses of her generation, proving time and again that she is capable of great depth and range, with a comedic timing second to none. Alley is currently shooting “Kirstie Alley’s Big Life,” a docu-series for A&E, which chronicles the many aspects of her extraordinary life, from her battle with weight loss to her role as a single mother trying to raise two normal teenagers."
http://www.aetv.com/kirstie-alleys-big-life/
Well, I don't know about all that...great actress of her generation...hmmm...
BUT, I do know that I, Stephanie Quinn, is hooked on a reality tv show. GASP (again). Remember, I HATE this genre so WTF?
Tiger rolled out to Augusta and was received by the loud banging of hands clapping, screams of encouragement, cheers, and laughter. He played a great game and with the exception of a few funny banners seen overhead; he was warmly welcomed back to the fold. Wow. What a short memory you have, American public. I am a little shocked. Not that I judge or really even care to be honest. I just think that those of you who do care (you'll remember I don't care about much if you read last week's blog) would take a stand. I would have liked to see some sort of protest! For entertainment value if nothing else! He is a sexual deviant by some standards and has made a total ass out of himself and his family. He's ruined at least 18 lives not counting his own and Elin's. He has hurt his mom and used his father's voice (shameless) for some sort of pathetic comeback Nike ad that screams have sympathy for me...I'm wounded and need forgiveness...WTF? You, sir, are a douchebag of the highest order. I hope those stories of you being tied up to a tree and beaten as a 1st grader are true because at least it's a good excuse as to why you're so screwed up as an adult.
And nobody at the Master's seems to care! Nope. We just cheer and watch him swing that golf club and by doing so we slowly allow him the long climb back up that pedastal he is so used to perching on. WOW. WTF?
Enough about Tiger. I'm just getting pissed.
WTF? I have to empty out my purse and desk now. Why? Because now the FDA is telling me that all the bottles of hand sanitizer are bad for me and are jacking with my hormones. Ha..hey maybe that's what happened to Tiger! He must have bathed in these hormone altering cleansers.
So you think you're doing the world a favor by slapping a quick dab of GermX or Bath and Body Works sanitizer between the 'ol palms a few times a day. You feel good about killing flu germs and cold viruses. It's a great feeling to smell the ethyl alcohol wafting from your hands after you touch that public restroom door or the buttons on your office elevator that you know the fat chick that smells like Whataburger on 38 just pushed. You are a winner in the fight against uncleanliness. Until today. Today you're a sucker because CNN just reported that all those strides we were making towards a cleaner world are just making us sicker. The reason is two fold. A.) the chemicals used in manufacturing these products appear to elevate hormone levels which cause all kinds of unnatural chemical reactions in the body. B.) Germs are smart. All we're really doing is causing them to evolve and resist our attempts to kill them off. They get stronger and we get sicker. Then what happens? We buy more sanitizers. Great. Thanks, SC Johnson and Proctor and Gamble. WTF?
And now the kicker. I hate reality tv. I detest it. It is stupid. If I want that much drama in life I'll just pull some overtime with these crazy asses. No. Give me a well written sitcom with a PLOT. I'm done.
Until Last Night. GASP!
I have discovered Kirstie Alley's Big Life on A&E. I have discovered it and it is amazing. I am hooked! I can't figure this one out but I love it! Maybe it's the fascination of seeing the once beautiful and thin "Rebecca Howell" from Cheers be FAT and also be open and honest about it. Maybe it's the fascination of how well she lives...off of Cheers (?) money. Either way I absolutely love it. It's almost like she's still relevant when you watch it. She's funny, smart, witty, goofy, and REAL. Well, here's what A&E have to say about it:
"Kirstie Alley has emerged as one of the great actresses of her generation, proving time and again that she is capable of great depth and range, with a comedic timing second to none. Alley is currently shooting “Kirstie Alley’s Big Life,” a docu-series for A&E, which chronicles the many aspects of her extraordinary life, from her battle with weight loss to her role as a single mother trying to raise two normal teenagers."
http://www.aetv.com/kirstie-alleys-big-life/
Well, I don't know about all that...great actress of her generation...hmmm...
BUT, I do know that I, Stephanie Quinn, is hooked on a reality tv show. GASP (again). Remember, I HATE this genre so WTF?
Friday, April 2, 2010
I'm Not Surprised
I'm really worried about myself. I am experiencing a shift into the wonderful realm of...apathy. It's truly alarming how much I just don't care. Let me explain.
This week the news from around the world was less than pleasant. In Germany the Catholic church just can't seem to keep their pants on when little boys are around. In a statement from the "Church" the archdiocese said that a priest accused of molesting boys was given therapy in 1980 and later allowed to resume pastoral duties, before committing further abuses and being prosecuted. THIS SHOULD PROVOKE SOMETHING. Rage, sadness, the instinct to protect children...something! Oh and Pope Benedict, who at the time headed the Archdiocese of Munich and Freising, approved the priest’s transfer for therapy. So, you're telling me the current Pope not only knew this guy was dangerous but allowed him to transfer and continue abuse? Some might say give him a break...he went through therapy. I say, once a pedophile always a pedophile. But alas...I really didn't care.
Next story CNN splashed across the screen was about a fifteen year old girl who took her own life back in January because of bullying at school. Pheobe Prince, who had recently moved with her family from Ireland to South Hadley, Massachusetts, hanged herself on January 14 after enduring what Northwestern District Attorney Elizabeth B. Scheibel described as "a nearly three-month campaign of verbally assaultive behavior and threats of physical harm toward Phoebe, on school grounds, by several South Hadley High School students." SHOULDN'T I BE PISSED OFF? Where were the teachers? Surely somebody had to have noticed. What about other students? Did anyone report it? What bothers me about this is the fact that I stared blankly at the television and thought, "Ugh..that sucks." That's all I thought.
Then there's the new video game in Japan called RapeLay. I'm sure the title gives it away but (just to clarify) players get to sexually assault/attack a virtual girl. Players can grope their virtual subject, lift her skirt, assault her sister, invite "friends" to join in and in a series of graphic, interactive scenes, you can corner the women and rape them again and again. The game allows you to even impregnate a girl and urge her to have an abortion. You would think that as a woman I would be highly disturbed by this but what is more disturbing to me is that I just could care less. The thoughts running through my head as the reported described the violence included phrases like "Who Cares?", "I don't live in Japan or play video games..."
These are all horrible stories that should have stirred some sort of reaction or emotion. I find it more upsetting that I don't feel the need to picket something or create a group in protest or support on Facebook. All I really want to do is change the channel.
This is dangerous. I hope it's not just me. I don't know when it happened but I can say that it wasn't just overnight. Of course, maybe it's not apathy....maybe it is desensitization to the world around me. Think about it. We are slammed with violent images and sad stories from all over the globe daily thanks to 24 hour news organizations like CNN, FOX, MSNBC, etc. So what happens to your heart when you see it all the time and it isn't a shock anymore? Exactly this. You become an emotionless seemingly lazy individual without the capacity to FEEL.
The next question is how do we reverse this conditioning? Perhaps the first step is to TURN OFF the news and maybe go outside. Perhaps this weekend instead of sitting around not caring about the world around me I will do one thing to impact society in a positve way. I don't think anything will ever shock me again but maybe I can change how I react to the news around me. Is anyone else with me? Hey, why don't we start a Facebook group against not caring!
Don't laugh...it's a start!
This week the news from around the world was less than pleasant. In Germany the Catholic church just can't seem to keep their pants on when little boys are around. In a statement from the "Church" the archdiocese said that a priest accused of molesting boys was given therapy in 1980 and later allowed to resume pastoral duties, before committing further abuses and being prosecuted. THIS SHOULD PROVOKE SOMETHING. Rage, sadness, the instinct to protect children...something! Oh and Pope Benedict, who at the time headed the Archdiocese of Munich and Freising, approved the priest’s transfer for therapy. So, you're telling me the current Pope not only knew this guy was dangerous but allowed him to transfer and continue abuse? Some might say give him a break...he went through therapy. I say, once a pedophile always a pedophile. But alas...I really didn't care.
Next story CNN splashed across the screen was about a fifteen year old girl who took her own life back in January because of bullying at school. Pheobe Prince, who had recently moved with her family from Ireland to South Hadley, Massachusetts, hanged herself on January 14 after enduring what Northwestern District Attorney Elizabeth B. Scheibel described as "a nearly three-month campaign of verbally assaultive behavior and threats of physical harm toward Phoebe, on school grounds, by several South Hadley High School students." SHOULDN'T I BE PISSED OFF? Where were the teachers? Surely somebody had to have noticed. What about other students? Did anyone report it? What bothers me about this is the fact that I stared blankly at the television and thought, "Ugh..that sucks." That's all I thought.
Then there's the new video game in Japan called RapeLay. I'm sure the title gives it away but (just to clarify) players get to sexually assault/attack a virtual girl. Players can grope their virtual subject, lift her skirt, assault her sister, invite "friends" to join in and in a series of graphic, interactive scenes, you can corner the women and rape them again and again. The game allows you to even impregnate a girl and urge her to have an abortion. You would think that as a woman I would be highly disturbed by this but what is more disturbing to me is that I just could care less. The thoughts running through my head as the reported described the violence included phrases like "Who Cares?", "I don't live in Japan or play video games..."
These are all horrible stories that should have stirred some sort of reaction or emotion. I find it more upsetting that I don't feel the need to picket something or create a group in protest or support on Facebook. All I really want to do is change the channel.
This is dangerous. I hope it's not just me. I don't know when it happened but I can say that it wasn't just overnight. Of course, maybe it's not apathy....maybe it is desensitization to the world around me. Think about it. We are slammed with violent images and sad stories from all over the globe daily thanks to 24 hour news organizations like CNN, FOX, MSNBC, etc. So what happens to your heart when you see it all the time and it isn't a shock anymore? Exactly this. You become an emotionless seemingly lazy individual without the capacity to FEEL.
The next question is how do we reverse this conditioning? Perhaps the first step is to TURN OFF the news and maybe go outside. Perhaps this weekend instead of sitting around not caring about the world around me I will do one thing to impact society in a positve way. I don't think anything will ever shock me again but maybe I can change how I react to the news around me. Is anyone else with me? Hey, why don't we start a Facebook group against not caring!
Don't laugh...it's a start!
Thursday, March 25, 2010
Another WTF? Week
Well, folks. It's been yet ANOTHER WTF week. Where to start?
Well, it's coming out that Sandra Bullock's bad boy love really has been a bad boy. This is unfolding like Tiger the sequel. We were all surprised that anyone would cheat on the beautiful, classy, sweet, talented (need I go on..I love this woman) Sandra Bullock. But over the past 48 hours 2 other women have stepped into the limelight claiming to have had months long affairs with chopper boy Jesse James. We're up to 3 and here's the kicker. WHITE TRASH seems to be his fetish. The first mistress we met was none other than the painted lady herself...or tattooed lady "Bombshell" McGee. We've all see the pics. No offense to those of you who have ink but DAYUM. Gross, Bombshell. Gross. WT all the way. THEN, we were introduced to Brigitte Daguerre -- a Los Angeles photographer Jesse hired 2008 to do styling work for a West Coast Choppers photo shoot. She says the two emailed and texted each other for a year, but claims they only had sex four times before she cut it off. Just like the Tiger situation she claims she has up to 165 texts for proof. Graphic texts, apparently. Now, ladies and gents feast your eyes on slut number 3.
http://www.tmz.com/2010/03/24/jesse-james-alleged-mistress-melissa-smith-arrest-dui/
Yeah. Cop beater, DUI champion, and home wrecker. So, you have a wife worth $85 M who happens to be stunningly beautiful, talented, and pretty wicked smart and THIS is what you want behind closed doors? I guess it goes to show you can take the boy out of trash but you can't take trash out of the boy. This is what happens when a kid with low class roots ends up with his own tv show and somehow makes it I guess. You had Sandra, Jesse James. WTF?
The next WTF moment goes to none other than Vivid Entertainment's Steven Hirsch. It seems that Nadya Suleman, otherwise known as Octomom, is behind on her mortgage payments. BIG surprise there. ;) How can she pay things like bills when she has all that plastic surgery to get??? Silly bankers. You guys at Wells Fargo should learn to prioritize better. Sheesh! Well, Mr. Hirsch got wind of Octo's predicament and graciously offered to pay her mortgage completely off for her. Sounds too good to be true. Well, it is. C'mon. You knew it wasn't that simple! In order to save her house Lady Octo must star in a Vivid production. Surprisingly, this in and of itself is NOT my WTF? moment. The WTF? belongs to all the callers I heard on our local FM talk station calling in to support this insane idea! Guys by the dozens texted or called to say HELLZ YEAH I'd watch that shit!!! WHAT???? Wait a minute. I'm not jealous or anything. I am, however, completely shocked! Not at porn. Do your thang..I don't care. But Octomom???
Have you seen her? She has a face that's been worked on so much she could pass for Jackson and I'm not sure if you have seen all her C Section scars but God Almighty! Of course, maybe you can't see them because her stomach is riddled with cottage cheese. Oh, and not to mention she's had some of those kids naturally so I find it hard to believe you really want to take a look at THAT when you think about how, um, floppy it probably is. Ok, I'm getting sick.
No decision has been made or released in the press so far. But just for even entertaining the idea and then claiming you'd love to see it...WTF? men of Dallas???
Healthcare Reforms have incited violence all over the nation. Agree or disagree you don't have to threaten members of Congress with faxes depicting the hangman's noose or voicemails calling certain individuals "pieces of shit". You also don't have to resort to throwing bricks at Democrats' homes and offices, family members, etc. A propane line was actually cut at the home of an unamed (so far) congressman's brother's home. Seriously? I understand that this is a "big f*%cking deal" (Thanks for clearing that up Vice President Biden) but STOP ACTING LIKE ANIMALS, America!!!! We are supposed to be better than this. This is how people in fringe extremist groups in places like Iraq act when they don't get their way. I'm so disappointed. Take these negative emotions and funnel them into something positive. Don't hurt, mame, damage, or defile your fellow Americans. Hey guys....WTF?
There's a tease of some moments that have made me say WTF? this week. Believe me I've got more! Come check out what we have to say about these topics and more at Press Box Grill this Saturday at 6:00 pm. Long time Dallas radio personality John Pugs will be joining us as special guest along with some good tunes provided by TJ Broscoff. Which leads me to my next WTF?
I'm actually making it. Baby steps. But I'm getting to do something I've always wanted to do! I never thought I'd be here....but I am. Could life be turning around? Hmmm...WTF? This is GREAT! ;)
Well, it's coming out that Sandra Bullock's bad boy love really has been a bad boy. This is unfolding like Tiger the sequel. We were all surprised that anyone would cheat on the beautiful, classy, sweet, talented (need I go on..I love this woman) Sandra Bullock. But over the past 48 hours 2 other women have stepped into the limelight claiming to have had months long affairs with chopper boy Jesse James. We're up to 3 and here's the kicker. WHITE TRASH seems to be his fetish. The first mistress we met was none other than the painted lady herself...or tattooed lady "Bombshell" McGee. We've all see the pics. No offense to those of you who have ink but DAYUM. Gross, Bombshell. Gross. WT all the way. THEN, we were introduced to Brigitte Daguerre -- a Los Angeles photographer Jesse hired 2008 to do styling work for a West Coast Choppers photo shoot. She says the two emailed and texted each other for a year, but claims they only had sex four times before she cut it off. Just like the Tiger situation she claims she has up to 165 texts for proof. Graphic texts, apparently. Now, ladies and gents feast your eyes on slut number 3.
http://www.tmz.com/2010/03/24/jesse-james-alleged-mistress-melissa-smith-arrest-dui/
Yeah. Cop beater, DUI champion, and home wrecker. So, you have a wife worth $85 M who happens to be stunningly beautiful, talented, and pretty wicked smart and THIS is what you want behind closed doors? I guess it goes to show you can take the boy out of trash but you can't take trash out of the boy. This is what happens when a kid with low class roots ends up with his own tv show and somehow makes it I guess. You had Sandra, Jesse James. WTF?
The next WTF moment goes to none other than Vivid Entertainment's Steven Hirsch. It seems that Nadya Suleman, otherwise known as Octomom, is behind on her mortgage payments. BIG surprise there. ;) How can she pay things like bills when she has all that plastic surgery to get??? Silly bankers. You guys at Wells Fargo should learn to prioritize better. Sheesh! Well, Mr. Hirsch got wind of Octo's predicament and graciously offered to pay her mortgage completely off for her. Sounds too good to be true. Well, it is. C'mon. You knew it wasn't that simple! In order to save her house Lady Octo must star in a Vivid production. Surprisingly, this in and of itself is NOT my WTF? moment. The WTF? belongs to all the callers I heard on our local FM talk station calling in to support this insane idea! Guys by the dozens texted or called to say HELLZ YEAH I'd watch that shit!!! WHAT???? Wait a minute. I'm not jealous or anything. I am, however, completely shocked! Not at porn. Do your thang..I don't care. But Octomom???
Have you seen her? She has a face that's been worked on so much she could pass for Jackson and I'm not sure if you have seen all her C Section scars but God Almighty! Of course, maybe you can't see them because her stomach is riddled with cottage cheese. Oh, and not to mention she's had some of those kids naturally so I find it hard to believe you really want to take a look at THAT when you think about how, um, floppy it probably is. Ok, I'm getting sick.
No decision has been made or released in the press so far. But just for even entertaining the idea and then claiming you'd love to see it...WTF? men of Dallas???
Healthcare Reforms have incited violence all over the nation. Agree or disagree you don't have to threaten members of Congress with faxes depicting the hangman's noose or voicemails calling certain individuals "pieces of shit". You also don't have to resort to throwing bricks at Democrats' homes and offices, family members, etc. A propane line was actually cut at the home of an unamed (so far) congressman's brother's home. Seriously? I understand that this is a "big f*%cking deal" (Thanks for clearing that up Vice President Biden) but STOP ACTING LIKE ANIMALS, America!!!! We are supposed to be better than this. This is how people in fringe extremist groups in places like Iraq act when they don't get their way. I'm so disappointed. Take these negative emotions and funnel them into something positive. Don't hurt, mame, damage, or defile your fellow Americans. Hey guys....WTF?
There's a tease of some moments that have made me say WTF? this week. Believe me I've got more! Come check out what we have to say about these topics and more at Press Box Grill this Saturday at 6:00 pm. Long time Dallas radio personality John Pugs will be joining us as special guest along with some good tunes provided by TJ Broscoff. Which leads me to my next WTF?
I'm actually making it. Baby steps. But I'm getting to do something I've always wanted to do! I never thought I'd be here....but I am. Could life be turning around? Hmmm...WTF? This is GREAT! ;)
Friday, March 12, 2010
My Future is So Bright...
I gotta wear shades. Timbuk 3. Hahaha...funny how a band can come and go and nobody remembers anything about them except perhaps a line from a song made famous for a wonderful 15 minutes. I use that line all the time but I had to look up WHO sang it just now. Thanks, Google. You saved my ass once again.
You know what you shouldn't forget? Well, outside of your social security number, your spouse's birthday, and the speed limit in a school zone; KINDNESS.
Earlier in the week I met an individual who, over the last 7 days, has shown me more kindness than I could even begin to imagine. This individual seemingly walked into my life and each day has changed it in some way for the positive. So here's the topic today. When this happens to you; and it will at some point in your life, how do you begin to pay them back?
Well, as this story unfolds I will elaborate more. But for the here and now just know that my life will slowly transform over the next few months and it is all due to meeting the right person at the right time. Sometimes drunk karaoke is a GOOD thing. ;) Well, maybe that's not the lesson here. lol. Maybe I should say sometimes taking risks is a good thing. Even if the risk is getting on stage and singing badly with a rock band in a bar on a crazy Friday night. I mean...the road to greatness always has to start somewhere.
So, I know this is all very cryptic. But as time progresses you'll see things unfold. Until then here is your lesson for the week. As I was speaking to this individual about all the changes and opportunities being laid at my feet I kept trying to express my gratitude. I finally asked, "How can I ever pay you back for this?"
The answer was simple.
Pay it Forward.
You know what you shouldn't forget? Well, outside of your social security number, your spouse's birthday, and the speed limit in a school zone; KINDNESS.
Earlier in the week I met an individual who, over the last 7 days, has shown me more kindness than I could even begin to imagine. This individual seemingly walked into my life and each day has changed it in some way for the positive. So here's the topic today. When this happens to you; and it will at some point in your life, how do you begin to pay them back?
Well, as this story unfolds I will elaborate more. But for the here and now just know that my life will slowly transform over the next few months and it is all due to meeting the right person at the right time. Sometimes drunk karaoke is a GOOD thing. ;) Well, maybe that's not the lesson here. lol. Maybe I should say sometimes taking risks is a good thing. Even if the risk is getting on stage and singing badly with a rock band in a bar on a crazy Friday night. I mean...the road to greatness always has to start somewhere.
So, I know this is all very cryptic. But as time progresses you'll see things unfold. Until then here is your lesson for the week. As I was speaking to this individual about all the changes and opportunities being laid at my feet I kept trying to express my gratitude. I finally asked, "How can I ever pay you back for this?"
The answer was simple.
Pay it Forward.
Friday, March 5, 2010
OSCAR!
Sunday is a big day. Well, for a few very lucky people. It's Oscar time, baby! And all I can do is think about what it would be like to dance in their shoes for just one day. Imagine it. You wake up with intense butterflies (I would assume) and the whole day is a fuss all about YOU. There is the Oscar Nom brunch where they sip mimosas and pretend to the rest of the room they aren't daydreaming of delivering that acceptance speech later that evening.
Then, the real fuss begins. Hair, makeup, cocktails, accessories, more butterflies, calls from mom, and pesky voicemails from other nominees that read, "'You've got to watch your back. I'm gonna cut you. I'm gonna take you down," (Sandra Bullock and Meryl Streep have had quite the fun rivalry this year).
It is interesting the kind of buzz that this over the top Prom generates. Suddenly blogs pop up EVERYWHERE. People HAVE to air their personal picks to the web. Shows about Oscar fashion can be found on just about any cable network days before the big night. Mags like People, US Weekly, etc. carry stories of past hair do's and don'ts and who came with who. It's definitely it's own monster. And who can forget the hosts?
Billy Crystal, Ellen DeGeneres, David Letterman, Whoopi Goldberg, Jon Steward, Hugh Jackman, and Bob Hope have all taken us on the Oscar journey through the years. Each bringing their own brand of comedy and flare. This year we'll get to see Steve Martin team up with Alec Baldwin...two of my favorite funny men. :)
Perhaps the best part about Oscar night isn't so much who wins the gold statue but who you're with while you celebrate your favorite actor/actress/movie. This year I will be in Plano with a totally new group of friends. We'll be eating chocolate covered strawberries and sipping on the golden bubbly as we pick apart the gowns, the hair, the jokes, and yell for our favorite underdogs. QUENTIN T.!!!! Be forewarned, if I drink enough champagne I might cry when they show the annual "stars we've lost" video. :(
So, grab your kleenex, your friends, your popcorn, your bubbly, and whatever else you'll need and settle in for a great night of fashion, fun, and winners and losers. Although, come on...nobody that steps foot in the historic Kodak Theatre is a loser. ;)
Then, the real fuss begins. Hair, makeup, cocktails, accessories, more butterflies, calls from mom, and pesky voicemails from other nominees that read, "'You've got to watch your back. I'm gonna cut you. I'm gonna take you down," (Sandra Bullock and Meryl Streep have had quite the fun rivalry this year).
It is interesting the kind of buzz that this over the top Prom generates. Suddenly blogs pop up EVERYWHERE. People HAVE to air their personal picks to the web. Shows about Oscar fashion can be found on just about any cable network days before the big night. Mags like People, US Weekly, etc. carry stories of past hair do's and don'ts and who came with who. It's definitely it's own monster. And who can forget the hosts?
Billy Crystal, Ellen DeGeneres, David Letterman, Whoopi Goldberg, Jon Steward, Hugh Jackman, and Bob Hope have all taken us on the Oscar journey through the years. Each bringing their own brand of comedy and flare. This year we'll get to see Steve Martin team up with Alec Baldwin...two of my favorite funny men. :)
Perhaps the best part about Oscar night isn't so much who wins the gold statue but who you're with while you celebrate your favorite actor/actress/movie. This year I will be in Plano with a totally new group of friends. We'll be eating chocolate covered strawberries and sipping on the golden bubbly as we pick apart the gowns, the hair, the jokes, and yell for our favorite underdogs. QUENTIN T.!!!! Be forewarned, if I drink enough champagne I might cry when they show the annual "stars we've lost" video. :(
So, grab your kleenex, your friends, your popcorn, your bubbly, and whatever else you'll need and settle in for a great night of fashion, fun, and winners and losers. Although, come on...nobody that steps foot in the historic Kodak Theatre is a loser. ;)
Friday, February 19, 2010
What a World
We all have those moments where you just ask yourself repeatedly, "What the...?"
This week has been FULL of those moments. Let's see...the most trusted car company of recent decades is taking even more heat for yet another manufacturing flaw. Now it seems you can add the Toyota Corolla to the list of "Don't Drive" models. After dealing with faulty accelerators and floormats with attitude, Toyota is now facing faulty steering wheels in their small sedan that I like to refer to as a roller skate. It's a bad day when you can't trust Toyota. I guess it's like my Grandpa said..."Don't trust the Japs. Buy American." Well, go ahead and email me some hate mail but before you do please realize that he fought in WW II.
THEN this BS happened: In honor of the newly redesigned Chanel.com, the French design house is introducing Les Trompe l’Oeil Temporary Skin Art. The graphic adornments, created by Global Creative Director Peter Philips, were first seen in the Chanel Spring-Summer 2010 runway presentation. “For the show, I wanted to play with the Chanel symbols: pearls, chains and wheat, as well as blossoms and small swallows that announce the arrival of spring,” Philips says. And now that they’ve made their way off the catwalk, the tattoos can adorn your skin for $75 for a package of five sheets, including a total of 55 designs. (People.com)
This makes me ask, "What the..." because if I want a tatoo, oh excuse me..SKIN ART, I will get one. If I want to wear some temporary skin flare it will be edible (love you Russ) and it damn sure won't be $75.00. Hey Chanel...get over yourself. I have to buy things like gas. WTF?
Then some wack job in Austin got pissed at the IRS and decided to take it out on innocent people. He left a six page suicide note online, set his house on fire with his family in it, stole a small aircraft at the local airport, and flew it into an IRS building. Wow. Now, we've all had fantasies of screwing big brother and I'm sure there are at least 10 people we all want to kill at work but the difference between us and the wack jobs of the world is we only fantasize. They live it. At least this time there weren't hundreds of fatalities. In my opinion that's the Universe saying screw ya right back buddy. Take yourself out but leave the rest of us alone.
A 15 year old boy shot up a church during service in Richmond, California. No motive has been established. WOW. I mean, I don't really want to go to church either kid but damn. All you have to do is pretend to buy it for mom and dad's sake and hold out for that free post service lunch. Calm down with the guns, kids. You're making me nervous.
John Mellencamp is being urged to run for the soon to be vacant Indiana Senate seat. I guess why the hell not. If a guy named Kinky can run for Governor I suppose the guy who champions the people with songs like Little Pink Houses can run for Senator. I'm sure Republicans everywhere are bending over and singing, "Come on baby make it hurt so good..."
And to top of a crazy week of news I just read that the Enquirer is up for a pulitzer prize. Hold on...I'll be right back.
Ok, I had to gather myself. The same trash mag that reports how dangerous "Batboy" (memba him?) is of the 90s and that Bill Clinton is actually an Alien is now in the running for a Pulitzer. Apparently the John Edwards story they broke has turned out good for them. You get ONE right out of millions and you can get a Pulitzer. I hope they win. I can't wait to tell my brother's kids (I'm not having any) about the days when the Enquirer WASN'T reputable. ;)
So that's the crazy news of the week. Oh, that and some PETA assholes protested the Westminster Dog Show. That was greatness. What a bunch of idiots. Leave the Scotty alone..and the rest of us for that matter.
I think for the rest of the weekend (THANK GOD it's here) I am going to turn the television off and enjoy some away time from this crazy world. I think the hot tub, husband, gym, wine, good food, and some LSS planning with my awesome colleagues and friends Larry and John is in order.
Until next time..."What the????"
This week has been FULL of those moments. Let's see...the most trusted car company of recent decades is taking even more heat for yet another manufacturing flaw. Now it seems you can add the Toyota Corolla to the list of "Don't Drive" models. After dealing with faulty accelerators and floormats with attitude, Toyota is now facing faulty steering wheels in their small sedan that I like to refer to as a roller skate. It's a bad day when you can't trust Toyota. I guess it's like my Grandpa said..."Don't trust the Japs. Buy American." Well, go ahead and email me some hate mail but before you do please realize that he fought in WW II.
THEN this BS happened: In honor of the newly redesigned Chanel.com, the French design house is introducing Les Trompe l’Oeil Temporary Skin Art. The graphic adornments, created by Global Creative Director Peter Philips, were first seen in the Chanel Spring-Summer 2010 runway presentation. “For the show, I wanted to play with the Chanel symbols: pearls, chains and wheat, as well as blossoms and small swallows that announce the arrival of spring,” Philips says. And now that they’ve made their way off the catwalk, the tattoos can adorn your skin for $75 for a package of five sheets, including a total of 55 designs. (People.com)
This makes me ask, "What the..." because if I want a tatoo, oh excuse me..SKIN ART, I will get one. If I want to wear some temporary skin flare it will be edible (love you Russ) and it damn sure won't be $75.00. Hey Chanel...get over yourself. I have to buy things like gas. WTF?
Then some wack job in Austin got pissed at the IRS and decided to take it out on innocent people. He left a six page suicide note online, set his house on fire with his family in it, stole a small aircraft at the local airport, and flew it into an IRS building. Wow. Now, we've all had fantasies of screwing big brother and I'm sure there are at least 10 people we all want to kill at work but the difference between us and the wack jobs of the world is we only fantasize. They live it. At least this time there weren't hundreds of fatalities. In my opinion that's the Universe saying screw ya right back buddy. Take yourself out but leave the rest of us alone.
A 15 year old boy shot up a church during service in Richmond, California. No motive has been established. WOW. I mean, I don't really want to go to church either kid but damn. All you have to do is pretend to buy it for mom and dad's sake and hold out for that free post service lunch. Calm down with the guns, kids. You're making me nervous.
John Mellencamp is being urged to run for the soon to be vacant Indiana Senate seat. I guess why the hell not. If a guy named Kinky can run for Governor I suppose the guy who champions the people with songs like Little Pink Houses can run for Senator. I'm sure Republicans everywhere are bending over and singing, "Come on baby make it hurt so good..."
And to top of a crazy week of news I just read that the Enquirer is up for a pulitzer prize. Hold on...I'll be right back.
Ok, I had to gather myself. The same trash mag that reports how dangerous "Batboy" (memba him?) is of the 90s and that Bill Clinton is actually an Alien is now in the running for a Pulitzer. Apparently the John Edwards story they broke has turned out good for them. You get ONE right out of millions and you can get a Pulitzer. I hope they win. I can't wait to tell my brother's kids (I'm not having any) about the days when the Enquirer WASN'T reputable. ;)
So that's the crazy news of the week. Oh, that and some PETA assholes protested the Westminster Dog Show. That was greatness. What a bunch of idiots. Leave the Scotty alone..and the rest of us for that matter.
I think for the rest of the weekend (THANK GOD it's here) I am going to turn the television off and enjoy some away time from this crazy world. I think the hot tub, husband, gym, wine, good food, and some LSS planning with my awesome colleagues and friends Larry and John is in order.
Until next time..."What the????"
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