In the Summer of Ought-Two, I voraciously read the 752-page novel “Blonde” by Joyce Carol Oates, which to this day ranks in my Top Three Favorite Books, Ever. It’s one of those books you are reluctant to finish, where you find yourself stalling at that last page, because you are worried that every work you [...]
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One of These Days…
One of these days, when I’m driving to Michigan, I’m going to visit James Dean’s boyhood home and burial place in Fairmount, Indiana.
Until then, I’ll continue wondering what he thinks about the roadside billboard he shares with Garfield the cat.
In Defense of John Mayer. Kind of.
This is a difficult one to write. Namely because a good chunk of my current circle consists of people who wear skinny jeans and nerd glasses and listen to music that you probably won’t even hear about until like, ought-fifteen.
I say, “John Mayer!” They say, “SHUNNED!”
I’m not here to comment specifically on the “racist” comments put [...]
Do You Remember, Part IV
Then there was Scream. Or I should say Scream Louder, which was a remix. [which I just now realized sampled Sly and the Family Stone. Brillz.] One of my dance teachers choreographed a piece to this that we performed at like 29384234 different events that year…97-98 maybe? The choreography was insane and awesome and it [...]
Michael Jackson, 1958-2009.
I needed to say something, write something down. This would be something my grandkids would ask about, that I might not remember accurately, given that my goal is to be like that wine-soaked grandmother from Spanglish.
Michael Jackson died. I’m still kind of fascinated and sad about it. I don’t feel like most of the people [...]
Mah TV Boyfriend, Let Me Show You Him.
I don’t know what the opposite of a “cougar” is. What would you call a 20-something woman going an older man? I suggested “bobcat,” a term which which [amazingly] is backed up by Urban Dictionary. Either way, that’s what I am for Anthony Bourdain. Rawr.
It was a love I hid, a crush I only revealed [...]
Suri Cruise…
…dresses better than I do. And has better hair.
I know. You’re thinking, you didn’t blog for a friggin’ month and you’re talking about SURI CRUISE?!
Fuck you. I’m warming up.
First up, pop culture. Next, my hopes, dreams, and deepest emo secrets.
Subconciously Harnessing My Inner Hussy?
I just had a dream in which I was driving along a really steep cliff on the west coast. I lost control and got jettisoned action-movie-style out of the Cavalier as it plummeted to it’s rocky death below (sorry, Silver Bullet). I had forgotten that Corona was in the car, but she somehow survived the [...]
Turns Out…
…this whole time, like, my whole life, I’ve been confusing Tom Welling (Smallville) with James Marsden (X-Men). Basically, any time I see a somewhat brooding young actor with icy baby blues, I call him “That guy from Smallville.” ***
But seriously…
James Marsden.—-> Tom Welling —>
Same person!
[I would kick neither out of bed, however.]
***Damon watches Smallville and I [...]
Classy!
I feel guilty. Upon reading this, I, for a moment thought, “Aw. What a sweet gesture.”
Also, “Note to self, wear hoohah-grazing skirt should I ever win a date with David Beckham.”
Backed by Jeff Beck, you probably sound 50% better.
I loved, loved, loved this Kelly Clarkson’s cover of Patti Griffin’s “Up to the Mountain” last night on American Idol Gives Back.
A-mah-zing. Pink is the New Blog slammed her for her outfit, but I thought she had the whole sixties earth mother thing going. Besides, eighty percent of women’s clothing nowadays has an empire [...]