Monday, December 22, 2008
Wednesday, December 10, 2008
You can really go places...
Isn't the Internets funny? You start off, innocently enough, on some non-porn related site, and suddenly, within ten or twenty clicks, and without warning, you end up here
I mean, I could understand if it were a redirect from a Walrus-Gone-Wild porn site, but, I swear, i wasn't looking at porn!
I mean, I could understand if it were a redirect from a Walrus-Gone-Wild porn site, but, I swear, i wasn't looking at porn!
Saturday, December 6, 2008
Perhaps "barely gay" is a bit of a misnomer.
Humor me.
So's, there is this lonely little fat kid in Louisiana who discovers and falls in love with a broadway cast album. He obsessively learns every lyric, the phrasing, the nuances. He posts videos of himself singing one of the songs on Youtube.
So's, there is this guy who wrote himself a broadway musical about growing up and having dreams. Well, he see's this kids' video and sends the kid a couple of emails of appreciation.
The kid's gotta be in heaven, hearing from someone whose work you respect so much.
So the kid pesters his Mom to take him all the way to New York to see the matinee show on Thanksgiving day.
After the show, the creator/star of the show meets the kid at the stage door. He has asked all of the cast and crew stay at the theatre. He takes the kid on the set, the song starts and he has the kid sing the song. He gently guides the kid to the correct points on the stage. He is obviously crazy-happy for this kid to be having this experience.
Full orchestra, full cast, full lights. An all out broadway production number. Starring this little kid from nowhere. And the kid does a good job! Just by not pooping his pants on stage.
This post ain't about a showtune. It is about all those dreams, big and small, that we are made to believe cannot happen. It's about believing your cheese and beer soup will win first place at the cheese and beer soup festival. It's about attending, and winning the international solitare championships. It's about quitting smoking. It's about getting off your ass and enjoying yourself. It's about ignoring those voices telling you it can't happen.
Watch this video. Ignore that it is broadway. Ignore that it is a Hip-Hoppity song. Just watch that kid getting his dream. And watch the star of the show behind him. He is getting one of his dreams too.
Now, back to being barely gay. After I delicately dab away the tears softly streaming down my face.
So's, there is this lonely little fat kid in Louisiana who discovers and falls in love with a broadway cast album. He obsessively learns every lyric, the phrasing, the nuances. He posts videos of himself singing one of the songs on Youtube.
So's, there is this guy who wrote himself a broadway musical about growing up and having dreams. Well, he see's this kids' video and sends the kid a couple of emails of appreciation.
The kid's gotta be in heaven, hearing from someone whose work you respect so much.
So the kid pesters his Mom to take him all the way to New York to see the matinee show on Thanksgiving day.
After the show, the creator/star of the show meets the kid at the stage door. He has asked all of the cast and crew stay at the theatre. He takes the kid on the set, the song starts and he has the kid sing the song. He gently guides the kid to the correct points on the stage. He is obviously crazy-happy for this kid to be having this experience.
Full orchestra, full cast, full lights. An all out broadway production number. Starring this little kid from nowhere. And the kid does a good job! Just by not pooping his pants on stage.
This post ain't about a showtune. It is about all those dreams, big and small, that we are made to believe cannot happen. It's about believing your cheese and beer soup will win first place at the cheese and beer soup festival. It's about attending, and winning the international solitare championships. It's about quitting smoking. It's about getting off your ass and enjoying yourself. It's about ignoring those voices telling you it can't happen.
Watch this video. Ignore that it is broadway. Ignore that it is a Hip-Hoppity song. Just watch that kid getting his dream. And watch the star of the show behind him. He is getting one of his dreams too.
Now, back to being barely gay. After I delicately dab away the tears softly streaming down my face.
Wednesday, December 3, 2008
Slow news day...
Today, on CNN Ms. Campbell Brown is all righteous indignation-tious on ya.
Apparently, Gov. Ed Rendell from Pennsytucky says into an open mic that Obama's choice for Homeland Security Janet Napolitano is:
Rendell: Janet's perfect for that job. Because for that job, you have to have no life. Janet has no family. Perfect. She can devote, literally, 19-20 hours a day to it!
Ms. Brown contends that if the nominee were male, that question would not be asked. She wonders if women, of child bearing years may not be considered for a job.She asks if single, childless women are forced to work holidays and weekends. (Um, what?)
She put the sexist spin on that story. I don't see how that is sexist. This coming from someone with no life, I can say that I am devoted to what I do. That was my take.
Ms. Brown needs to stop seeing sexism where there is no sexism. Ms. Brown needs to know that society has advanced. That most people see all other people as equal. Not Sexist, not misogynistic. She needs to stop over-reacting. Unless her lady hormones were acting up today. Then just "oh, oh, just let her go"!
Apparently, Gov. Ed Rendell from Pennsytucky says into an open mic that Obama's choice for Homeland Security Janet Napolitano is:
Rendell: Janet's perfect for that job. Because for that job, you have to have no life. Janet has no family. Perfect. She can devote, literally, 19-20 hours a day to it!
Ms. Brown contends that if the nominee were male, that question would not be asked. She wonders if women, of child bearing years may not be considered for a job.She asks if single, childless women are forced to work holidays and weekends. (Um, what?)
She put the sexist spin on that story. I don't see how that is sexist. This coming from someone with no life, I can say that I am devoted to what I do. That was my take.
Ms. Brown needs to stop seeing sexism where there is no sexism. Ms. Brown needs to know that society has advanced. That most people see all other people as equal. Not Sexist, not misogynistic. She needs to stop over-reacting. Unless her lady hormones were acting up today. Then just "oh, oh, just let her go"!
Monday, December 1, 2008
God is Dead
A benevolent God could never allow this to happen.
No, I don't mean the Clinton appointment. I don't mean the tragedy in Mumbai. I don't mean the raucous Greeter-stomping at the Wal-mart. I don't even mean the debacle that was the Rosie O'Donnell Live Variety show (although that was an hour sponsored in part by Satan).
What I mean is this:
Beyonce To Play Singer Etta James In 'Cadillac Records'
Beyonce? That girl from Density's Child? The skinny bitch who struggled with the complex dialogue in Austin Powers-Goldmember? The chick that made Eddie Murphy look like Laurence Oliver in Dreamgirls? The mezzo-soprano one who squeeks the high notes from her breasts? (She has no low notes, stop looking.)
Well, she is a very light skinned black woman with her own blonde wig. Thus ends the similarity.
Also coming to a theater near you:
Brittany Spears in the story of Mother Theresa
Ben Affleck and J-Lo as Ike and Tina
Fiddy Cent as Nelson Mandela
Toby Keith in the biography of Liberace
O' Lord, why hast Thou foresaken us?
And Stop Fucking With My Etta!!!
No, I don't mean the Clinton appointment. I don't mean the tragedy in Mumbai. I don't mean the raucous Greeter-stomping at the Wal-mart. I don't even mean the debacle that was the Rosie O'Donnell Live Variety show (although that was an hour sponsored in part by Satan).
What I mean is this:
Beyonce To Play Singer Etta James In 'Cadillac Records'
Beyonce? That girl from Density's Child? The skinny bitch who struggled with the complex dialogue in Austin Powers-Goldmember? The chick that made Eddie Murphy look like Laurence Oliver in Dreamgirls? The mezzo-soprano one who squeeks the high notes from her breasts? (She has no low notes, stop looking.)
Well, she is a very light skinned black woman with her own blonde wig. Thus ends the similarity.
Also coming to a theater near you:
Brittany Spears in the story of Mother Theresa
Ben Affleck and J-Lo as Ike and Tina
Fiddy Cent as Nelson Mandela
Toby Keith in the biography of Liberace
O' Lord, why hast Thou foresaken us?
And Stop Fucking With My Etta!!!
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