Tuesday, June 30, 2009

Girls vs. Girls

Kate: Oh. You're the other Tucker?
Scott: What is that? Is that like "the loser Tucker"?
Kate: Oh, no, no. That's not what I meant. You just don't look...
Scott: Hot, buff, or capable of inciting an all-girl smackdown? No, you're right. Naw, it's-it's cool. I'll let you in on a secret, though. My mom says I'm special on the inside.

Why is it that when girls hate each other, some lame guy is at the center of it all? I did not enjoy the movie “John Tucker Must Die”, but it did make one super fabulous point: “This guy is cheating on all of you, and instead of taking it out on him, you’re beating the sh*t out of each other?!”

I’m not saying girls are never at fault, but 99% of every “incident” among my female acquaintances comes down to some playboy (or attention from a variety of playboys) whose ego is getting further inflated by the fact that girls are fighting over him. Loyalties are split, feelings are hurt, and stress is created. Not so fun!

I decided girls are dumb, but the reason we are dumb is because boys are shady, so I can't decide who is worse--girls or boys. This is why I stick with cats.

Friday, June 26, 2009

Where Were You When... ? R.I.P. MJ

What a sad day. First Farrah Fawcett, then Michael Jackson, kick the bucket. I know millions of people all over the world die every day, under tragic circumstances, and I know we have not necessarily lost amazing role models (the latter in particular), so I feel a little silly contributing to the disproportiante despondence over these people. BUT it is equally silly to deny the huge impact that they've had on our culture, especially Michael Jackson. Sad end, to a sad life.

It's ironic, because when I first found out that Michael Jackson died, I was on my way to a dance class with an instructor who used to choreograph for MJ, and who first got me in to that style of dancing. "Thriller" and "Smooth Criminal" were two of the first songs I ever danced to in the Syndicate (W&M's hip-hop dance group, and my best college memory!) As the DJ played a megamix of his many hits, which included my dance favorites and many other memorable tunes, I actually started getting emotional... and I never even followed MJ much!

Like my sister said, everyone has an MJ memory. Hopefully he is happier now, wherever he is.

Wednesday, June 24, 2009

Bad Kitty Goes to NYC...


... and gets more than she bargained for. 
Kitties don't look good in latex!!! 







Thursday, June 11, 2009

Why I Gave Up Perez Hilton

I obsessively perused Perez’s infamous blog for years, but always harbored some form of guilt for it for a variety of reasons.

1) It’s offensively crass. I still don’t really see the humor in drawing penises, cocaine dust, and cum dribbles on random celebrities, including underage ones.

2) Perez is MEAN. For all his do-gooder, charity talk, there is really no reason to ruthlessly bash, degrade, and sexualize people (especially teenaged girls!) for the entertainment of millions. Reasons range from looks, to politics, to lifestyle choices. That’s just socially irresponsible, especially given how “Influential” he is.

3) His political/liberal agenda is so blatant and targeted and usually POORLY INFORMED to the point that he embarrasses me on behalf of liberals everywhere. Do liberals a favor, Perez, and STFU already!!!

4) Perez is a hypocrite and an ass-kisser and listening to him talk has become increasingly annoying (especially now that he has those videos!)

5) Two words: Carrie Prejean… the straw that broke the camel’s back for me. Perez, your lewd temper tantrums made her a superstar! Way to go ;)

Not that I judge anyone for reading it. I obviously did. It's like crack. It has lots of entertainment value and I miss that about it. But I started to realize how much his site was impacting the way I think, the way I talk... whether it was the way I view certain celebrities or politicians,or whether it was terminology I'd adapted. What goes in really does come out.

It kept pissing me off and frustrating me and his ever-growing popularity/ influence disturbed me. That success is directly provided by people like me. So, I stopped contributing to his success.

I haven’t visited his site in weeks. (Months?) Yay me!