this week ends the deadliest month in the afghanistan war. nothing really more to say. crying feels better. i have the flu so my maudlin mood magnifies with whims of vapors and fits of fury. being sick sends me into my weepiest, most melodramatic, has-been actress...
it’s party time. shhhhhh…..it’s a surprise. we’ve been planning, and trying to keep it under wraps. but the day has come……. HAPPY BIRTHDAY CHRISTINA!!!! it’s going to be a crowded bash over at soul aperture; for the ledger of...
sometimes i think there’s such a thing as too much self-esteem. i’d like to take a moment to thank my mom and dad for instilling in me enough insecurity and self-doubt so that this tina turner-mammalian, interpretive dance is so far from reality to me,...
i’m constantly chided for my hermit like tendencies. what people don’t realize is that instead of hiding behind my front door amassing an enviable lint collection and a law & order library to rival imbd; hh and i also work excruciating hours on the...
how did i live without sally brooks in my life? thank you rockstar bill for bringing this lovely madness to my attention. WARNING…if you’re not a fan of spikey, tarty words that rhyme with dutherplucker; you may want to skip this post….twirling and...
the lovely christina hendricks steams up space in broken bells’ newest track “the ghost inside”. something about this siren which makes all those skinny {wannabe} starlets look so silly in comparison. n’est ce pas? Similar posts:weekend...
