July 31, 2007
2009 HEADLINES
Ozone created by electric cars now killing millions in the seventh largest country in the world, Mexifornia, formerly known as California. White minorities still trying to have English recognized as Mexifornia's third language.
Baby conceived naturally. Scientists stumped.
Couple petitions court to reinstate heterosexual marriage.
Iran still closed off; physicists estimate it will take at least 10 more years before radioactivity decreases to safe levels.
Castro finally dies at age 112; Cuban cigars can now be imported legally, but President Chelsea Clinton has banned all smoking.
Postal Service raises price of first class stamp to $17.89 and reduces mail delivery to Wednesdays only.
85-year $75.8 billion study: Diet and Exercise is the key to weight loss.
Average weight of Americans drops to 250 lbs.
Japanese scientists have created a camera with such a fast shutter speed, they now can photograph a woman with her mouth shut.
Supreme Court rules punishment of criminals violates their civil rights.
IRS sets lowest tax rate at 75 percent.
Florida voters still having trouble with voting machines.
Baby conceived naturally. Scientists stumped.
Couple petitions court to reinstate heterosexual marriage.
Iran still closed off; physicists estimate it will take at least 10 more years before radioactivity decreases to safe levels.
Castro finally dies at age 112; Cuban cigars can now be imported legally, but President Chelsea Clinton has banned all smoking.
Postal Service raises price of first class stamp to $17.89 and reduces mail delivery to Wednesdays only.
85-year $75.8 billion study: Diet and Exercise is the key to weight loss.
Average weight of Americans drops to 250 lbs.
Japanese scientists have created a camera with such a fast shutter speed, they now can photograph a woman with her mouth shut.
Supreme Court rules punishment of criminals violates their civil rights.
IRS sets lowest tax rate at 75 percent.
Florida voters still having trouble with voting machines.
July 30, 2007
LINDSAY'S MUG SHOT

IS IT MY IMAGINATION, OR DOES SHE LOOK MORE GORGEOUS THAN EVER IN THIS SHOT? Her eyes, with very little make-up are luminous--pupils dilated from cocaine, perhaps?--and her lips look extra -full. I always preferred her with blonde or light hair anyway. Am I the only one who think she looks her best here?
BUSH MEETS UK PM GORDON BROWN
First of all, CNN has been wondering all day if new prime minister Gordon Brown will hit it off as well as his predecessor Tony Blair had, even sharing a toothpaste brand and calling each other Tony and Blair. Apart from the cuteness of CNN copy writers calling the meeting "The Blair Switch Project", of course they aren't going to hit it off. Perhaps personally, but Tony Blair stepped down and ruined the credibility of his party by siding with Bush on Iraq. So Gordon certainly isn't going to become Bush's "poodle", as Blair was called. Knowing not to trust our news, I searched liberal newspaper The UK Guardian for a different perspective:

The prime minister, by contrast, hailed the relationship with America as the most important bilateral relationship for Britain, but held back from any personal praise of President Bush, in what is likely to have been a calculated decision to put the bilateral relations on a more formal footing. Mr Brown also read out a businesslike lengthy statement and surprisingly described the talks simply as "full and frank", normally diplomatic language for a cool relationship. The atmosphere suggested the British delegation is determined to rid themselves of the image of poodle to a Republican administration that has only 18 months to run.
At the same time British sources stressed that Mr Brown wanted to work with President Bush on the practical issues they faced, particularly world trade, Darfur and the Middle East. In what may prove a difficult issue this autumn, British government sources stressed that Mr Brown will make his decision on British troop deployments in Iraq solely on the basis of the advice of the British military, and implicitly not in order to meet any request from the US to stay alongside American troops.
READ MORE: GUARIAN
For his part, Blair has appointed himself as a peacemaing envoy between Israel and Palestine, since it's seen that unless the confict between these country is solved, hope for Middle East peace is folly. But is Blair really that popular? Certainly not with muslims, who see him as promary poodle. Maybe Blair feels guilty for making UK Bush's chief ally in Iraq. AND HE CERTAINLY SHOULD!

The prime minister, by contrast, hailed the relationship with America as the most important bilateral relationship for Britain, but held back from any personal praise of President Bush, in what is likely to have been a calculated decision to put the bilateral relations on a more formal footing. Mr Brown also read out a businesslike lengthy statement and surprisingly described the talks simply as "full and frank", normally diplomatic language for a cool relationship. The atmosphere suggested the British delegation is determined to rid themselves of the image of poodle to a Republican administration that has only 18 months to run.
At the same time British sources stressed that Mr Brown wanted to work with President Bush on the practical issues they faced, particularly world trade, Darfur and the Middle East. In what may prove a difficult issue this autumn, British government sources stressed that Mr Brown will make his decision on British troop deployments in Iraq solely on the basis of the advice of the British military, and implicitly not in order to meet any request from the US to stay alongside American troops.
READ MORE: GUARIAN
For his part, Blair has appointed himself as a peacemaing envoy between Israel and Palestine, since it's seen that unless the confict between these country is solved, hope for Middle East peace is folly. But is Blair really that popular? Certainly not with muslims, who see him as promary poodle. Maybe Blair feels guilty for making UK Bush's chief ally in Iraq. AND HE CERTAINLY SHOULD!
LENO "INTERVIEWS" PARIS
I'm not usually his biggest fan, but this mock interview, cut in with her answers from Larry King's i'view is pretty funny.
MRS. GIULIANI
Interesting (if long) article from Vanity Fair about Rudy's bride, Judi Nathan, who now insists on being called Judith and reserves a plane seat for her "Baby Louis"--ie a Vuitton bag. At least she's got one thin going for her, she could never be as vile as her hubby.

READ THE ARTICLE: VANITY FAIR

READ THE ARTICLE: VANITY FAIR
July 26, 2007
MR. ZSA ZSA!
Prince Von Anhalt found naked, handcuffed
Three woman reportedly robbed him and handcuffed him to steering wheel
Access Hollywood
July 26, 2007

LOS ANGELES - Prince Frederic von Anhalt, husband of Zsa Zsa Gabor, who made headlines earlier this year when he claimed to be the father of Anna Nicole Smith’s daughter (Dannielynn Hope Marshall Birkhead), was found naked and handcuffed to the steering wheel of his 2006 Rolls Royce Thursday morning, “Access Hollywood” has learned.
According to a spokesman for the Los Angeles Police Department, the police responded to a 911 call from the prince at around 10 a.m., reporting a robbery. They arrived to find Von Anhalt in the 10600 block of Bellagio Road behind the Bel-Air Country Club.
Von Anhalt claims that he was driving along, when “three white women” in a white Chrysler convertible with Florida plates pulled up next to him, told him they recognized him from TV, and asked him if he would take a photograph with them.
He pulled over and got out to take fan photos. Then one woman allegedly pulled a gun, held it to his neck and said, “Give us all your money!” They also reportedly relieved him of his jewelry, all of his clothes, and proceeded to handcuff him to the steering wheel of the car.
Other than (presumably) his dignity, Von Anhalt was not injured.
The LAPD spokesman informs “Access” that this is an open investigation, but that “all we have to go on is three white women in a white Chrysler with Florida plates.”
“Access Hollywood” has placed calls to Von Anhalt for comment.
Three woman reportedly robbed him and handcuffed him to steering wheel
Access Hollywood
July 26, 2007

LOS ANGELES - Prince Frederic von Anhalt, husband of Zsa Zsa Gabor, who made headlines earlier this year when he claimed to be the father of Anna Nicole Smith’s daughter (Dannielynn Hope Marshall Birkhead), was found naked and handcuffed to the steering wheel of his 2006 Rolls Royce Thursday morning, “Access Hollywood” has learned.
According to a spokesman for the Los Angeles Police Department, the police responded to a 911 call from the prince at around 10 a.m., reporting a robbery. They arrived to find Von Anhalt in the 10600 block of Bellagio Road behind the Bel-Air Country Club.
Von Anhalt claims that he was driving along, when “three white women” in a white Chrysler convertible with Florida plates pulled up next to him, told him they recognized him from TV, and asked him if he would take a photograph with them.
He pulled over and got out to take fan photos. Then one woman allegedly pulled a gun, held it to his neck and said, “Give us all your money!” They also reportedly relieved him of his jewelry, all of his clothes, and proceeded to handcuff him to the steering wheel of the car.
Other than (presumably) his dignity, Von Anhalt was not injured.
The LAPD spokesman informs “Access” that this is an open investigation, but that “all we have to go on is three white women in a white Chrysler with Florida plates.”
“Access Hollywood” has placed calls to Von Anhalt for comment.
KEEP THIS PUSSY AWAY FROM ME!
By RAY HENRY, AP
PROVIDENCE, R.I. - Oscar the cat seems to have an uncanny knack for predicting when nursing home patients are going to die, by curling up next to them during their final hours. His accuracy, observed in 25 cases, has led the staff to call family members once he has chosen someone. It usually means they have less than four hours to live.
"He doesn't make too many mistakes. He seems to understand when patients are about to die," said Dr. David Dosa in an interview. He describes the phenomenon in a poignant essay in Thursday's issue of the New England Journal of Medicine.
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PROVIDENCE, R.I. - Oscar the cat seems to have an uncanny knack for predicting when nursing home patients are going to die, by curling up next to them during their final hours. His accuracy, observed in 25 cases, has led the staff to call family members once he has chosen someone. It usually means they have less than four hours to live.
"He doesn't make too many mistakes. He seems to understand when patients are about to die," said Dr. David Dosa in an interview. He describes the phenomenon in a poignant essay in Thursday's issue of the New England Journal of Medicine.
MORE: YAHOONEWS
July 25, 2007
SEX AND THE CITY PARODY
STARRING BEA ARTHUR as Sarah Horse-ica (looking like Bette Davis in WHATEVER HAPPENED TO BABY JANE), ALONG WITH SALLY STRUTHERS, THE ALWAYS FANTASTIC CHARLOTTE RAE AND THAT COMPLETE NUT FROM SOAP! So much better than the original series!
TVLAND
I didn't yet check out GRAY ANATOMY with MASH's Loretta Switt, but it's on the same page.
TVLAND
I didn't yet check out GRAY ANATOMY with MASH's Loretta Switt, but it's on the same page.
July 24, 2007
AMY WINO AND CHARLOTTE CHURCH
Amy seems drunk as a skunk on during this duetted cover of BEAT IT with Charlotte Church.
THIS QUEEN IS TOO SICK
She has other vids on youtube, but in this one, she's applying foundation from an empty bottle, onto an already finished and powdered face! While muttering to herself!
July 22, 2007
July 21, 2007
ZSA ZSA ON YOUTUBE
ON LAUGH-IN
EXCERPTS FROM HER 90's WORKOUT VIDEO, IT'S SIMPLE DARLING!
A 70'S COMMERCIAL FOR LAWRY'S SEASONING SALT
EATING FAST FOOD IN A LETTERMAN SKIT--NOT THAT FUNNY BUT IT'S STILL HER!
EXCERPTS FROM HER 90's WORKOUT VIDEO, IT'S SIMPLE DARLING!
A 70'S COMMERCIAL FOR LAWRY'S SEASONING SALT
EATING FAST FOOD IN A LETTERMAN SKIT--NOT THAT FUNNY BUT IT'S STILL HER!
July 20, 2007
DITCH DEITCH PROJECTS
For years, I've recieved expensively printed, nicley art-directed, glossy invites from a gallery know as Deitch Projects. When I got one for the Dazzle Dancers' retrospective and debut of their new cover of THE LOVE BOAT, I knew I had to go out and support these nuts, who really carry the East Village's torch with their kooky, bare fashions and laughable, purposefully cheesy dance routines. The perfect opportuninty to check out the reportedly buzz-worthy Deitch gallery.
Of course, it was a sizzlah of a day, and the moronic midle eastern cab driver couldn't comprehend that when a big, sweaty, bewigged, begirdled, and support-hose wearing cow asks you to turn the a/c on, you don't leave the window open. Hello! Basic a/c principle??? To add to the fun, the funk from the driver was so in my face that I might has well have been chewing curried, undigested cardamom pods that I'd combed his ass hairs free of with my teeth. But I was still enthused for my pals' big show.
DOESN'T THIS LOOK FUN TO YOU?

There was a mob outside, and a suited doorman who had all the charm of a Garden City, NJ plumber, barking at us to stand back. "I'm their drug dealer!", I shouted. When that didn't work, I fanned myself and yelled that "I have AIDS." He didn't flinch.They claimed to be filled to capacity and weren't letting anyone in, even as a group of 5 came out. (One exiting gal said it wasn't worth the wait.) The goon could have cared less who I was or who backbones of the scene for a decade or more like Chloe, David Ilku, and John Roberts of Flaco, Octigrab and PuPu Platter fame were either. Occasionally, we'd get a blast of icy a/c when the door opened, just to tease us. But it didn't tease us as much as seeing the show starting, and the place was only 1/3rd full! Pathetic! If your occupancy # is so low, maybe you should take RSVP's or have a door person who knows who should be let in. Cherry Dazzle couldn't even get press people in! That isn't even in Deitch Project's interests.
ACTOR AND 1/2 OF DUELLING BANKHEADS DAVID ILKU WAS ALSO HORRIFIED, BUT I THINK HE STAYED. (There was an open bar.)

I spoke with an illustrator friend who had experienced the same thing at Deitch several times. What's the point, idiots? Huge clubs have already closed down because no one wants to deal wiith that tired door selection scene. Deitch might wanna be a little more hospitable. And a friend who did get in said that the tech guy operating the smoke machine kept it on so long that the Dazzles' entire number was shrouded in fog making only an occasional hand peeking through visible. He also said that after the first show, everyone left and there was no one in since they hadn't admitted enough people to begin wit! Duh! . I still wish the Dazzle Dancers the best, but unless a night of senseless disorganization is your cup of AZT, don't let the pretty invites fool you. Based on my experience, it is most definitely to be avoided. And a special FUCK YOU to the sponsor, Adidas. They probably sprung for the goons to make it look more exclusive. The fucking performers felt exclusive with no one to watch their 2nd show...
--Lady Bunny, a Deitch Reject
Of course, it was a sizzlah of a day, and the moronic midle eastern cab driver couldn't comprehend that when a big, sweaty, bewigged, begirdled, and support-hose wearing cow asks you to turn the a/c on, you don't leave the window open. Hello! Basic a/c principle??? To add to the fun, the funk from the driver was so in my face that I might has well have been chewing curried, undigested cardamom pods that I'd combed his ass hairs free of with my teeth. But I was still enthused for my pals' big show.
DOESN'T THIS LOOK FUN TO YOU?

There was a mob outside, and a suited doorman who had all the charm of a Garden City, NJ plumber, barking at us to stand back. "I'm their drug dealer!", I shouted. When that didn't work, I fanned myself and yelled that "I have AIDS." He didn't flinch.They claimed to be filled to capacity and weren't letting anyone in, even as a group of 5 came out. (One exiting gal said it wasn't worth the wait.) The goon could have cared less who I was or who backbones of the scene for a decade or more like Chloe, David Ilku, and John Roberts of Flaco, Octigrab and PuPu Platter fame were either. Occasionally, we'd get a blast of icy a/c when the door opened, just to tease us. But it didn't tease us as much as seeing the show starting, and the place was only 1/3rd full! Pathetic! If your occupancy # is so low, maybe you should take RSVP's or have a door person who knows who should be let in. Cherry Dazzle couldn't even get press people in! That isn't even in Deitch Project's interests.
ACTOR AND 1/2 OF DUELLING BANKHEADS DAVID ILKU WAS ALSO HORRIFIED, BUT I THINK HE STAYED. (There was an open bar.)

I spoke with an illustrator friend who had experienced the same thing at Deitch several times. What's the point, idiots? Huge clubs have already closed down because no one wants to deal wiith that tired door selection scene. Deitch might wanna be a little more hospitable. And a friend who did get in said that the tech guy operating the smoke machine kept it on so long that the Dazzles' entire number was shrouded in fog making only an occasional hand peeking through visible. He also said that after the first show, everyone left and there was no one in since they hadn't admitted enough people to begin wit! Duh! . I still wish the Dazzle Dancers the best, but unless a night of senseless disorganization is your cup of AZT, don't let the pretty invites fool you. Based on my experience, it is most definitely to be avoided. And a special FUCK YOU to the sponsor, Adidas. They probably sprung for the goons to make it look more exclusive. The fucking performers felt exclusive with no one to watch their 2nd show...
--Lady Bunny, a Deitch Reject
THRILLER FROM MANILA!
The inmates at the Cebu Detention Center are at it again. This time, their prison-yard choreorgaphers have taken on Michael Jackson's THRILLER, which begins with a balding sex change with tits and a ponytail taking the lead!
BEAST OF BURDEN
Gay PETA VIP recalls his "committed" life for Atlanta audience
By ZACK HUDSON SOVO

A memorable ambush by anti-gay bullies reduced an adolescent Dan Mathews to a gasping, flopping jumble on a school floor.
Sometime later, on a boat during a family fishing trip, Mathews opened his eyes to the realities of the fish he and others reeled in. The fish were sprawled in bloody recoil from the hooks, and they were writhing, flopping and gasping to breathe.
Mathews was pretty sure he knew how they felt.
HE HATED FISH! I mean read the rest! SOVO
By ZACK HUDSON SOVO

A memorable ambush by anti-gay bullies reduced an adolescent Dan Mathews to a gasping, flopping jumble on a school floor.
Sometime later, on a boat during a family fishing trip, Mathews opened his eyes to the realities of the fish he and others reeled in. The fish were sprawled in bloody recoil from the hooks, and they were writhing, flopping and gasping to breathe.
Mathews was pretty sure he knew how they felt.
HE HATED FISH! I mean read the rest! SOVO
LATEST OLBERMAN RANT
Olbermann: Go to Iraq and fight, Mr. President
Bush’s latest choice of scapegoat— Hillary Clinton — boggles the mind

Blame Hillary?
July 19: Keith Olbermann says the choice to scapegoat Sen. Clinton is unfathomable — go fight your war yourself, Mr. President.
It is one of the great, dark, evil lessons, of history.
A country — a government — a military machine — can screw up a war seven ways to Sunday. It can get thousands of its people killed. It can risk the safety of its citizens. It can destroy the fabric of its nation.
But as long as it can identify a scapegoat, it can regain or even gain power.
The Bush administration has opened this Pandora’s Box about Iraq. It has found its scapegoats: Hillary Clinton and us.
The lies and terror tactics with which it deluded this country into war — they had nothing to do with the abomination that Iraq has become. It isn’t Mr. Bush’s fault.
The selection of the wrong war, in the wrong time, in the wrong place — the most disastrous geopolitical tactic since Austria-Hungary attacked Serbia in 1914 and destroyed itself in the process — that had nothing to do with the overwhelming crisis Iraq has become. It isn’t Mr. Bush’s fault.
The criminal lack of planning for the war — the total “jump-off-a-bridge-and-hope-you-can-fly” tone to the failure to anticipate what would follow the deposing of Saddam Hussein — that had nothing to do with the chaos in which Iraq has been enveloped. It isn’t Mr. Bush’s fault.
READ THE REST OR WATCH THE VIDEO MSNBC
Bush’s latest choice of scapegoat— Hillary Clinton — boggles the mind

Blame Hillary?
July 19: Keith Olbermann says the choice to scapegoat Sen. Clinton is unfathomable — go fight your war yourself, Mr. President.
It is one of the great, dark, evil lessons, of history.
A country — a government — a military machine — can screw up a war seven ways to Sunday. It can get thousands of its people killed. It can risk the safety of its citizens. It can destroy the fabric of its nation.
But as long as it can identify a scapegoat, it can regain or even gain power.
The Bush administration has opened this Pandora’s Box about Iraq. It has found its scapegoats: Hillary Clinton and us.
The lies and terror tactics with which it deluded this country into war — they had nothing to do with the abomination that Iraq has become. It isn’t Mr. Bush’s fault.
The selection of the wrong war, in the wrong time, in the wrong place — the most disastrous geopolitical tactic since Austria-Hungary attacked Serbia in 1914 and destroyed itself in the process — that had nothing to do with the overwhelming crisis Iraq has become. It isn’t Mr. Bush’s fault.
The criminal lack of planning for the war — the total “jump-off-a-bridge-and-hope-you-can-fly” tone to the failure to anticipate what would follow the deposing of Saddam Hussein — that had nothing to do with the chaos in which Iraq has been enveloped. It isn’t Mr. Bush’s fault.
READ THE REST OR WATCH THE VIDEO MSNBC
HAIR APPARENT
GOOD NEWS! (And I'm in excellent company right between Ross and Winehouse.)
Towering tresses are back in the spotlight, thanks to 'Hairspray' and 'The Simpsons Movie'
BY GEORGEA KOVANIS, DETROIT FREE PRESS

With "Hairspray" on the big screen and "The Simpsons Movie" opening next week, big hair is on our minds. It's also on the heads of many, many people. From Marie Antoinette to Nikki Blonsky (and John Travolta) and Don King to Marge Simpson, here's a look at some famous big hair.
• Nikki Blonsky. Stars as Tracy Turnblad, a plump girl with big hair in 1962 Baltimore who tries to integrate a television dance show. John Travolta plays her mother, big-haired Edna Turnblad.
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• Marie Antoinette. Historians say she never said, "Let them eat cake," but one thing is true: Marie's big-haired head rolled Oct. 16, 1793, when she met the guillotine.
• Marge Simpson. Wife, mother, cartoon character makes big blue hair cool.
• Lenny Kravitz. Singer, songwriter, cool guy, once appeared on "The Simpsons."
• Dolly Parton. Also appeared on "The Simpsons!" She once said of her early days in Nashville, "I had this piled-up mop of blond bleached hair, and these boobs sticking out, and my clothes skintight. That was a country girl's idea of what glamour was."
• Dusty Springfield. Singer, recorded "Wishin' and Hopin' " in 1964. Among the oh-so-telling lyrics: "Show him that you care just for him/ Do the things he likes to do/ Wear your hair just for him."
• Detroit's Aretha Franklin. "I'm a big woman. I need big hair," she has said.
• Lyle Lovett. Musician, sometime actor, proud Texan. Judging by his hair, it seems everything is indeed bigger in Texas.
• Boxing promoter Don King. His hair is a real knockout.
• Audrey Hepburn. Wore the most elegant big hair of all time in "Breakfast at Tiffany's."
• Carrot Top. Known for his enormous mass of big red hair, this comedian's birth name is Scott Thompson.
• Ben Wallace, former Detroit Piston. He doesn't fear the 'fro.
• Detroit diva Diana Ross: "Hair has always been important," she has said. We totally agree!
• Lady Bunny. The DJ and drag queen is founder and hostess of Wigstock, a New York festival of drag queens and music. It was canceled this year, but Lady Bunny says it'll be back. Let's hope she's not a big tease.
• Amy Winehouse. The singer has big hair and, it appears, some big problems. According to Rolling Stone, she recently spit on fans during a concert and beat herself with a microphone.
Towering tresses are back in the spotlight, thanks to 'Hairspray' and 'The Simpsons Movie'
BY GEORGEA KOVANIS, DETROIT FREE PRESS

With "Hairspray" on the big screen and "The Simpsons Movie" opening next week, big hair is on our minds. It's also on the heads of many, many people. From Marie Antoinette to Nikki Blonsky (and John Travolta) and Don King to Marge Simpson, here's a look at some famous big hair.
• Nikki Blonsky. Stars as Tracy Turnblad, a plump girl with big hair in 1962 Baltimore who tries to integrate a television dance show. John Travolta plays her mother, big-haired Edna Turnblad.
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• Marie Antoinette. Historians say she never said, "Let them eat cake," but one thing is true: Marie's big-haired head rolled Oct. 16, 1793, when she met the guillotine.
• Marge Simpson. Wife, mother, cartoon character makes big blue hair cool.
• Lenny Kravitz. Singer, songwriter, cool guy, once appeared on "The Simpsons."
• Dolly Parton. Also appeared on "The Simpsons!" She once said of her early days in Nashville, "I had this piled-up mop of blond bleached hair, and these boobs sticking out, and my clothes skintight. That was a country girl's idea of what glamour was."
• Dusty Springfield. Singer, recorded "Wishin' and Hopin' " in 1964. Among the oh-so-telling lyrics: "Show him that you care just for him/ Do the things he likes to do/ Wear your hair just for him."
• Detroit's Aretha Franklin. "I'm a big woman. I need big hair," she has said.
• Lyle Lovett. Musician, sometime actor, proud Texan. Judging by his hair, it seems everything is indeed bigger in Texas.
• Boxing promoter Don King. His hair is a real knockout.
• Audrey Hepburn. Wore the most elegant big hair of all time in "Breakfast at Tiffany's."
• Carrot Top. Known for his enormous mass of big red hair, this comedian's birth name is Scott Thompson.
• Ben Wallace, former Detroit Piston. He doesn't fear the 'fro.
• Detroit diva Diana Ross: "Hair has always been important," she has said. We totally agree!
• Lady Bunny. The DJ and drag queen is founder and hostess of Wigstock, a New York festival of drag queens and music. It was canceled this year, but Lady Bunny says it'll be back. Let's hope she's not a big tease.
• Amy Winehouse. The singer has big hair and, it appears, some big problems. According to Rolling Stone, she recently spit on fans during a concert and beat herself with a microphone.
STICKTORIA BECKHAM AND TAMMY FAYE
I am sad to say that I actually caught a few sickening minutes of Posh's "reality" show tonight. There are plenty of other reviews bashing it so I won't bother writing another. What's so pitiful is that she's supposed to the most photographed woman in the world! It actually angers me that her and her husband are well-known enough to have nicknames. I could care less about either of them. A former Spice Girl? So? She's nothing more than a haircut. Of all the bobbleheads, she may be the most bobbly--that really thin neck emphasized by implants and her large head. The most photographed woman in the world is soooo undeserving.
But I forget that she married well. I gather that her husband has sports skills, but I don't give a crap about American sports, much less foreign ones. He's a fine specimen of a man, but just because soccer stands to be a new marketing opportunity, some english couple is being crammed down my throat and I'm already sick of it. Well, I guess I wouldn't mind having him "crammed" down my throat. But Mrs. Beckham just seems like a dull snot. This is from the UK's Guardian:
The show - originally planned as a six-part series for which the Beckhams were reportedly going to be paid $10m - was cut down to a one-hour "special" after NBC realised there wasn't much to go on.
Wow. So the most photographed woman in the world doesn't even have enough talent or charm to warrant a mini-series. I guess I can't blame her for wanting the paparazzi to follow her--while pretending to scowl at them--but I can blame everyone else for creating the demand. So I promise never mention her wothless over-hyped ass again.

In contrast, I also watched the Larry King Tammy Faye Baker interview. Tammy requested the interview since she's dying of cancer. At 65 pounds, she looked horrific and was in considerable pain. But even though I denounce her religion as practiced in this country, it's funny how an aging evangelical with garish make-up and a week to live has more charisma than...well, I said I wouldn't mention her name again. Tammy joked, looking like a skeleton, joked optimistically that she'd gained 5 pounds.
I can't help but love Tammy. She said the pain was in her back and "tummy"--so adorably southern! And she wants to be cremated "so the bugs won't eat me." Bless her heart, she still had her customary warpaint on, minus the lower lashes. She even had a kind word for the gays: something to the effect that "When PTL fell, the gays were the ones who came to my rescue." Maybe they remembered that she discussed AIDS on The PTL Club before then president Reagan would even uttered the word, much less addressed blossoming epidemic. It was hard not to cry when the eternally perky, upeat Tammy laughed. A sunny spirit to the end. I'm not writing her off--maybe there will be a miracle!
I don't understand her faith--if she's are "in God's hands" as she claimed, why is he rewarding years of proselytizing with a painful, fatal illness?--but I'm not going to kick her religion while she's down. (Not today, anyhow.) It's a shame to see someone who has been constantly warm, nutty, and entertaining die a long, slow death. I guess she requested the interview to connect with her fans one last time and wish them peace and joy. If she were merely vain and wanting to self-promote, she would never had appeared looking so haggard. As if she'd forgotten, her husband did pipe up at the end to urge people to buy her book, but he's rich and so they can't need the money. She just has a desire to connect. So Tammy, I wish you peace and joy right back.
But I forget that she married well. I gather that her husband has sports skills, but I don't give a crap about American sports, much less foreign ones. He's a fine specimen of a man, but just because soccer stands to be a new marketing opportunity, some english couple is being crammed down my throat and I'm already sick of it. Well, I guess I wouldn't mind having him "crammed" down my throat. But Mrs. Beckham just seems like a dull snot. This is from the UK's Guardian:
The show - originally planned as a six-part series for which the Beckhams were reportedly going to be paid $10m - was cut down to a one-hour "special" after NBC realised there wasn't much to go on.
Wow. So the most photographed woman in the world doesn't even have enough talent or charm to warrant a mini-series. I guess I can't blame her for wanting the paparazzi to follow her--while pretending to scowl at them--but I can blame everyone else for creating the demand. So I promise never mention her wothless over-hyped ass again.

In contrast, I also watched the Larry King Tammy Faye Baker interview. Tammy requested the interview since she's dying of cancer. At 65 pounds, she looked horrific and was in considerable pain. But even though I denounce her religion as practiced in this country, it's funny how an aging evangelical with garish make-up and a week to live has more charisma than...well, I said I wouldn't mention her name again. Tammy joked, looking like a skeleton, joked optimistically that she'd gained 5 pounds.
I can't help but love Tammy. She said the pain was in her back and "tummy"--so adorably southern! And she wants to be cremated "so the bugs won't eat me." Bless her heart, she still had her customary warpaint on, minus the lower lashes. She even had a kind word for the gays: something to the effect that "When PTL fell, the gays were the ones who came to my rescue." Maybe they remembered that she discussed AIDS on The PTL Club before then president Reagan would even uttered the word, much less addressed blossoming epidemic. It was hard not to cry when the eternally perky, upeat Tammy laughed. A sunny spirit to the end. I'm not writing her off--maybe there will be a miracle!
I don't understand her faith--if she's are "in God's hands" as she claimed, why is he rewarding years of proselytizing with a painful, fatal illness?--but I'm not going to kick her religion while she's down. (Not today, anyhow.) It's a shame to see someone who has been constantly warm, nutty, and entertaining die a long, slow death. I guess she requested the interview to connect with her fans one last time and wish them peace and joy. If she were merely vain and wanting to self-promote, she would never had appeared looking so haggard. As if she'd forgotten, her husband did pipe up at the end to urge people to buy her book, but he's rich and so they can't need the money. She just has a desire to connect. So Tammy, I wish you peace and joy right back.
July 19, 2007
THELMA'S 1ST ALBUM IN 17 YEARS!
Thelma Houston is incredible an I can't wait to hear this! I've seen her live a few times, and not only is she still lovely, she's a dynamite entertainer with a powerful set of pipes and energetic stage prescence. I've seen her version of DISCO HEAT/ MIGHTY REAL and she doesn't disappoint covering these hard to top Sylvester tunes.

The press release:
Los Angeles, CA – Thelma Houston, the dynamic voice behind the disco anthem “Don’t Leave Me This Way,” is back with her first album in over 17 years. In a clever twist, Houston uses A Woman’s Touch (in stores August 14th via Shout! Factory/Sony/BMG Dist.) to transform songs made famous by some of the biggest singers – male singers - in R&B and pop.
Conceived and Executive Produced by Thelma Houston in association with Stephen Ford of Diva Central, Inc. A Woman’s Touch is filled with songs she has long been a fan of. “They are songs I always wished I had recorded,” she explains, “and I loved doing them from a woman’s standpoint.” But Houston doesn’t just put a female spin on the lyrics, she takes over and completely reworks the songs through soul, R&B, blues and dancefloor filters. “Ain’t That Peculiar” and Sting’s “Brand New Day” get bluesy, sassy makeovers, while “Disco Heat/Mighty Real” (a nod to Houston’s disco past and tribute to her old friend Sylvester) starts out a poignant gospel song and closes with Studio 54-era exuberance. Houston revisits another friend from her early career, covering Jimmy Webb’s “By The Time I Get To Phoenix” (Webb wrote and produced Houston’s 1969 debut album), rebuilding it with incredible old school R&B flair. And then there’s Thelma triumphant return to her dancefloor roots with a fierce version of Luther Vandross’ “Never Too Much”.
Release Date: August 14, 2007
MYSPACE/THELMAHOUSTON (Preview the NEW track "Wake Up" here)
A Woman’s Touch Track Listing:
1. Wake Up Everybody (Gene McFadden/John Whitehead/Victor Carstarphen)
2. Never Too Much (Luther Vandross)
3. Brand New Day (Sting)
4. Ain’t That Peculiar (Warren "Pete" Moore/Smokey Robinson/Robert Rogers/Marvin Tarplin)
5. By The Time I Get To Phoenix (Jimmy Webb)
6. Distant Lover (Marvin Gaye/Gwen Fuqua/Sandra Greene)
7. Love And Happiness (Al Green/Mabon "Teenie" Hodges)
8. Disco Heat / Mighty Real (Victor Orsborn /Eric Robinson) (Sylvester/James Wirrick)
9. That’s The Way Of The World (Charles Stepney/Maurice White/Verdine White)
10. Please Send Me Someone To Love (Percy Mayfield)
ORDER CD

The press release:
Los Angeles, CA – Thelma Houston, the dynamic voice behind the disco anthem “Don’t Leave Me This Way,” is back with her first album in over 17 years. In a clever twist, Houston uses A Woman’s Touch (in stores August 14th via Shout! Factory/Sony/BMG Dist.) to transform songs made famous by some of the biggest singers – male singers - in R&B and pop.
Conceived and Executive Produced by Thelma Houston in association with Stephen Ford of Diva Central, Inc. A Woman’s Touch is filled with songs she has long been a fan of. “They are songs I always wished I had recorded,” she explains, “and I loved doing them from a woman’s standpoint.” But Houston doesn’t just put a female spin on the lyrics, she takes over and completely reworks the songs through soul, R&B, blues and dancefloor filters. “Ain’t That Peculiar” and Sting’s “Brand New Day” get bluesy, sassy makeovers, while “Disco Heat/Mighty Real” (a nod to Houston’s disco past and tribute to her old friend Sylvester) starts out a poignant gospel song and closes with Studio 54-era exuberance. Houston revisits another friend from her early career, covering Jimmy Webb’s “By The Time I Get To Phoenix” (Webb wrote and produced Houston’s 1969 debut album), rebuilding it with incredible old school R&B flair. And then there’s Thelma triumphant return to her dancefloor roots with a fierce version of Luther Vandross’ “Never Too Much”.
Release Date: August 14, 2007
MYSPACE/THELMAHOUSTON (Preview the NEW track "Wake Up" here)
A Woman’s Touch Track Listing:
1. Wake Up Everybody (Gene McFadden/John Whitehead/Victor Carstarphen)
2. Never Too Much (Luther Vandross)
3. Brand New Day (Sting)
4. Ain’t That Peculiar (Warren "Pete" Moore/Smokey Robinson/Robert Rogers/Marvin Tarplin)
5. By The Time I Get To Phoenix (Jimmy Webb)
6. Distant Lover (Marvin Gaye/Gwen Fuqua/Sandra Greene)
7. Love And Happiness (Al Green/Mabon "Teenie" Hodges)
8. Disco Heat / Mighty Real (Victor Orsborn /Eric Robinson) (Sylvester/James Wirrick)
9. That’s The Way Of The World (Charles Stepney/Maurice White/Verdine White)
10. Please Send Me Someone To Love (Percy Mayfield)
ORDER CD
BASSEY AT GLASTONBURY
The Dame is in fine form doing BIG SPENDER in a fab pink gown at a massive outdoor festival. And whoever commented on my earlier post that the short wig is her real hair, I think you're right after seeing this!
July 18, 2007
CAZWELL'S NEW VIDEO
REALLY CUTE VIDEO! Very catchy song, too. I'm glad Caz is singing the chorus, cuz I'm just not the biggest rap fan. WATCH MY MOUTH features that funky-ass HEARTBEAT sample which certainly worked well in and a cameo by the luscious Amanda LePore.
JODY WATLEY I'VIEW
By my crazy sister Dayna Da DIva. I, too, was mesmerized by Jody on Soul Train. And the girl's still kicking with her recent cover of Choc's I WANT YOUR LOVE hitting #1. Here's a pic of the two of us in Chicago last summer. She's still gorgeous and as sweet as pie!

DISCOMUSIC.COM

DISCOMUSIC.COM
GRACE JONES W/ PAVAROTTI
Is there not coke snot under her nose towards the end of this number?
PS: Shirley Bassey covers SLAVE TO THE RHYTHM on her new album!
THE PART THAT HURT
A group of guys and one girl are sitting together at a baseball game. During the game the guys notice the girl knew just as much about the game as themselves, and are really impressed. After the game they ask her, "How is it that you know so much about baseball?"
She says, "Well, I used to be a guy and got a sex change."
The guys are amazed, but very curious about the process. "What was the most painful part of the process? Was it when they cut IT off?"
"That was very painful, but was not the most painful part," she replied.
"Was it when they cut off your balls?" asked the guys.
"That was very painful, but was not the most painful part," said the girl.
"What was the most painful part?" the guys asked.
She answered, "The part that hurt the most was when they cut my salary in half!"
She says, "Well, I used to be a guy and got a sex change."
The guys are amazed, but very curious about the process. "What was the most painful part of the process? Was it when they cut IT off?"
"That was very painful, but was not the most painful part," she replied.
"Was it when they cut off your balls?" asked the guys.
"That was very painful, but was not the most painful part," said the girl.
"What was the most painful part?" the guys asked.
She answered, "The part that hurt the most was when they cut my salary in half!"
DON'T MESS WIH THE PAGANS!
First that British TV show gave Long Man a sex change by adding pigtails and boobs. Now a doughnut-wielding Homer Simpson is drawn next to another ancient pagan icon?

Author unknown--this was forwarded to me.
The Cerne Abbas Giant is used to having things his own way. Not only does he wield two mighty clubs - one military, one anatomical - but he stands 55m tall, and has been considered a fertility symbol for four centuries. Indeed, so potent is the Giant's chalky mojo, that couples struggling to conceive are still said to visit his hillside home for a grassy liaison.
But yesterday there was a new alpha male in North Dorset. He wields a doughnut instead of a club and his unmentionables are, mercifully, covered by the world's largest pair of Y-Fronts. His name is Homer Simpson.The work required 200 litres of biodegradable white paint and was the brainchild of the publicity team behind The Simpsons Movie, which premieres in Britain next week.
But not everyone is happy. Pagans, who believe the Giant is a spiritual icon, are dismayed by this bold new artwork, and, in particular, the accompanying encouragement for young couples to "do it in the doughnut". "It's very disrespectful and not at all aesthetically pleasing" said Ann Bryn-Evans, joint Wessex district manager for The Pagan Federation.

Author unknown--this was forwarded to me.
The Cerne Abbas Giant is used to having things his own way. Not only does he wield two mighty clubs - one military, one anatomical - but he stands 55m tall, and has been considered a fertility symbol for four centuries. Indeed, so potent is the Giant's chalky mojo, that couples struggling to conceive are still said to visit his hillside home for a grassy liaison.
But yesterday there was a new alpha male in North Dorset. He wields a doughnut instead of a club and his unmentionables are, mercifully, covered by the world's largest pair of Y-Fronts. His name is Homer Simpson.The work required 200 litres of biodegradable white paint and was the brainchild of the publicity team behind The Simpsons Movie, which premieres in Britain next week.
But not everyone is happy. Pagans, who believe the Giant is a spiritual icon, are dismayed by this bold new artwork, and, in particular, the accompanying encouragement for young couples to "do it in the doughnut". "It's very disrespectful and not at all aesthetically pleasing" said Ann Bryn-Evans, joint Wessex district manager for The Pagan Federation.
LOOK OUT, SHAKIRA!
There'sa new belly dancer in town--and it's a he! Jamil, from Sydney. The song is wild--sometimes the beat reminds me of that grating percussion on Roni Griffith's fag disco classic, THE BEST PART OF BREAKING UP.
DOLLY PARTON IS A HEATHEN!

Thankfully, some christian freak has exposed her as the Satan-worshipper she really is. The first tip was her recent gospel-inflected cover of Led Zeppelin's STAIRWAY TO HEAVEN on her last album. It didn't take this fundamentalist super-sleuth long to connect The Queen of Country with...gulp...master of the black arts, ALEISTER CROWLEY!
THE DOLLY LLAMA
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July 17, 2007
"GIRL, YOU AIN'T GO NO ARMS!"
This is insane! The really sick thing is that today, anyway, there is a McDonald's ad banner above the article. You'd think that an international chain could handle a handicapped customer. I regularly ride through McD's drive-throughs dressed as a clown to pick up my Chicken McNuggets for my act. Though I'm not (physically) handicapped, a young trainee, unschooled in the wicked ways of transvestism, might see me, hunched down in an enormous coiffure, as imposing, threatening, scary, unsavory, etc. But how simple and rude do you have to be to you squawk "Girl, you ain't got no arms!"? How dumb do you have to be to think a physical deformity could be contagious? As someone in one of those endless online forums wrote, "She should have been served, hands down." Another commenter asked:
"How does she drive with no arms?"
Answer: "Horribly! She's a woman!"
Rockford Woman Sues McDonald's After Allegedly Being Denied Food By Marissa Alter 13 News

A Rockford woman claims she was denied service at two local McDonald's because of her disability. Now she's filed a lawsuit against the fast food chain. 13 News sat down with Dawn Larson to talk about the suit.
Dawn Larson was born with Holt-Oram Syndrome, a genetic disorder which causes abnormalities in the hands, arms, and heart. Her tiny hands are about 6 inches from her shoulders, so she does most things with her feet.
Dawn says her disability's never stopped her from leading a normal life. "I do everyday things like everyday people." But on November 3rd, she says that changed. Larson pulled up to the McDonald's drive through on Kishwaukee Street and ordered food for her and her sons. She drove to the first window, gave the cashier her credit card with her foot, and pulled up to get her food. Dawn says, "The first girl said, 'Girl, you ain't got no arms' and the manager said she couldn't hand me her food and she just kept sticking to the fact that I didn't have no arms and she was disgusted by it. I had the right to eat my dinner and feed my kids and they took that away from me."
Larson says the manager eventually agreed to hand Larson's son the food. But she says an incident 3 and a half moths later at the McDonald's on 11th Street didn't end that way. Larson claims an employee there refused to even do that. "I paid to be discriminated against and I paid to be disrespected and I paid to not even have the right to eat my food."
Larson says McDonald's sent her a 10 dollar gift certificate in response to her complaint. Now she's suing the fast food corporation to prevent anyone else from going through what she did. "That's saying McDonald's condones and urges people to treat the handicapped that way. I don't want that message to come across. I want to fight for my rights and my kids rights and have these things changed."
13 News' calls to McDonald's were not returned.
WREX
"How does she drive with no arms?"
Answer: "Horribly! She's a woman!"
Rockford Woman Sues McDonald's After Allegedly Being Denied Food By Marissa Alter 13 News

A Rockford woman claims she was denied service at two local McDonald's because of her disability. Now she's filed a lawsuit against the fast food chain. 13 News sat down with Dawn Larson to talk about the suit.
Dawn Larson was born with Holt-Oram Syndrome, a genetic disorder which causes abnormalities in the hands, arms, and heart. Her tiny hands are about 6 inches from her shoulders, so she does most things with her feet.
Dawn says her disability's never stopped her from leading a normal life. "I do everyday things like everyday people." But on November 3rd, she says that changed. Larson pulled up to the McDonald's drive through on Kishwaukee Street and ordered food for her and her sons. She drove to the first window, gave the cashier her credit card with her foot, and pulled up to get her food. Dawn says, "The first girl said, 'Girl, you ain't got no arms' and the manager said she couldn't hand me her food and she just kept sticking to the fact that I didn't have no arms and she was disgusted by it. I had the right to eat my dinner and feed my kids and they took that away from me."
Larson says the manager eventually agreed to hand Larson's son the food. But she says an incident 3 and a half moths later at the McDonald's on 11th Street didn't end that way. Larson claims an employee there refused to even do that. "I paid to be discriminated against and I paid to be disrespected and I paid to not even have the right to eat my food."
Larson says McDonald's sent her a 10 dollar gift certificate in response to her complaint. Now she's suing the fast food corporation to prevent anyone else from going through what she did. "That's saying McDonald's condones and urges people to treat the handicapped that way. I don't want that message to come across. I want to fight for my rights and my kids rights and have these things changed."
13 News' calls to McDonald's were not returned.
WREX
SEPARATED AT BIRTH?
Or should that read separated at menopause?

FORMER FIRST LADY AND MENTAL HEALTH CARE ADVOCATE, ROSALYNN CARTER
ONE OF WARHOL'S FIRST LADIES AND A FREQUENT RECIPIENT OF MENTAL HEALTH CARE, HOLLY WOODLAWN

FORMER FIRST LADY AND MENTAL HEALTH CARE ADVOCATE, ROSALYNN CARTER
ONE OF WARHOL'S FIRST LADIES AND A FREQUENT RECIPIENT OF MENTAL HEALTH CARE, HOLLY WOODLAWN
WAL-MARTS FAITH-BASED TOYS

PUKE! These are on a trial run this August. I know I'm a sinful bohemian who is divorced from the rest of the country with my wicked NYC ways, but I would really be shocked if these toys took off. What little girl wants to play with an old bearded man doll? And somehow, Mary's Dream Hut doesn't quite have the same ring to it as Barbie's Dream House. I hope the Sampson figure at least comes with retractable hair!
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PILLOWIG
For the tired drag queen who has everything! Might come in handy for napping during my performances or dj gigs. Nah, that's the audience's job!

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WISDOM FROM THE WEB
ANGER MANAGEMENT by ?
When you occasionally have a really bad day, and you just need to take it out on someone, don't take it out on someone you know, take it out on someone you don't know.I was sitting at my desk when I remembered a phone call I'd forgotten to make. I found the number and dialed it.
A man answered, saying "Hello."I politely said, "This is Chris. Could I please speak with Robyn Carter?"Suddenly a manic voice yelled out in my ear "Get the right f***ing number!" and the phone was slammed down on me. I couldn't believe that anyone could be so rude .
When I tracked down Robyn's correct number to call her, I found that I had accidentally transposed the last two digits.After hanging up with her, I decided to call the 'wrong' number again.When the same guy answered the phone, I yelled "You're an asshole!" and hung up.
I wrote his number down with the word 'asshole' next to it, and put it in my desk drawer. Every couple of weeks, when I was paying bills or had a really bad day, I'd call him up and yell, "You're an asshole!" It always cheered me up.
When Caller ID was introduced, I thought my therapeutic 'asshole' calling would have to stop. So, I called his number and said, "Hi,this is John Smith from the telephone company. I'm calling to see if you're familiar with our Caller ID Program?"He yelled "NO!" and slammed down the phone. I quickly called him back and said, "That's because you're an asshole!" and hung up.
One day I was at the store, getting ready to pull into a parking Spot. Some guy in a black BMW cut me off and pulled into the spot I had patiently waited for. I hit the horn and yelled that I'd been waiting for that spot, but the idiot ignored me. I noticed a "For Sale" sign in his back window, so I wrote down his number. A couple of days later, right after calling the first asshole (I had is number on speed dial,) I thought that I'd better call the BMW asshole, too.
I said, "Is this the man with the black BMW for sale?"He said, "Yes, it is." I asked, "Can you tell me where I can see it?" He said, "Yes, I live at 34 Oaktree Blvd, in Fairfax. It's a yellow ranch, and the car's parked right out in front."
I asked, "What's your name?" He said, "My name is Don Hansen," I asked, "When's a good time to catch you, Don?" He said, "I'm home every evening after five."
I said, "Listen, Don, can I tell you something?"
He said, "Yes?"
I said, "Don, you're an asshole!"
Then I hung up, and added his number to my speed dial, too.
Now, when I had a problem, I had two assholes to call.
Then I came up with an idea. I called asshole #1. He said, "Hello." I said, "You're an asshole!" (But I didn't hang up.) He asked, "Are you still there?" I said, "Yeah," He screamed, "Stop calling me," I said, "Make me," He asked, "Who are you?" I said, "My name is Don Hansen." He said, "Yeah? Where do you live?" I said, "Asshole, I live at 34 Oaktree Blvd, in Fairfax, a yellow ranch, I have a black Beamer parked in front." He said, "I'm coming over right now, Don. And you had better start saying your prayers." I said, "Yeah, like I'm really scared, asshole," and hung up.
Then I called Asshole #2. He said, "Hello?" I said, "Hello, asshole," He yelled, "If I ever find out who you are..." I said, "You'll what?" He exclaimed, "I'll kick your ass," I answered, "Well, asshole, here's your chance. I'm coming over right now."
Then I hung up and immediately called the police, saying that I lived at 34 Oaktree Blvd, in Fairfax, and that I was on my way over there to kill my gay lover.
Then I called Channel 9 News about the gang war going down in Oaktree Blvd. in Fairfax.
I quickly got into my car and headed over to Fairfax. I got there just in time to watch two assholes beating the crap out of each other in front of six cop cars, an overhead news helicopter and surrounded by a news crew.
NOW I feel much better. Anger management really does work.
When you occasionally have a really bad day, and you just need to take it out on someone, don't take it out on someone you know, take it out on someone you don't know.I was sitting at my desk when I remembered a phone call I'd forgotten to make. I found the number and dialed it.
A man answered, saying "Hello."I politely said, "This is Chris. Could I please speak with Robyn Carter?"Suddenly a manic voice yelled out in my ear "Get the right f***ing number!" and the phone was slammed down on me. I couldn't believe that anyone could be so rude .
When I tracked down Robyn's correct number to call her, I found that I had accidentally transposed the last two digits.After hanging up with her, I decided to call the 'wrong' number again.When the same guy answered the phone, I yelled "You're an asshole!" and hung up.
I wrote his number down with the word 'asshole' next to it, and put it in my desk drawer. Every couple of weeks, when I was paying bills or had a really bad day, I'd call him up and yell, "You're an asshole!" It always cheered me up.
When Caller ID was introduced, I thought my therapeutic 'asshole' calling would have to stop. So, I called his number and said, "Hi,this is John Smith from the telephone company. I'm calling to see if you're familiar with our Caller ID Program?"He yelled "NO!" and slammed down the phone. I quickly called him back and said, "That's because you're an asshole!" and hung up.
One day I was at the store, getting ready to pull into a parking Spot. Some guy in a black BMW cut me off and pulled into the spot I had patiently waited for. I hit the horn and yelled that I'd been waiting for that spot, but the idiot ignored me. I noticed a "For Sale" sign in his back window, so I wrote down his number. A couple of days later, right after calling the first asshole (I had is number on speed dial,) I thought that I'd better call the BMW asshole, too.
I said, "Is this the man with the black BMW for sale?"He said, "Yes, it is." I asked, "Can you tell me where I can see it?" He said, "Yes, I live at 34 Oaktree Blvd, in Fairfax. It's a yellow ranch, and the car's parked right out in front."
I asked, "What's your name?" He said, "My name is Don Hansen," I asked, "When's a good time to catch you, Don?" He said, "I'm home every evening after five."
I said, "Listen, Don, can I tell you something?"
He said, "Yes?"
I said, "Don, you're an asshole!"
Then I hung up, and added his number to my speed dial, too.
Now, when I had a problem, I had two assholes to call.
Then I came up with an idea. I called asshole #1. He said, "Hello." I said, "You're an asshole!" (But I didn't hang up.) He asked, "Are you still there?" I said, "Yeah," He screamed, "Stop calling me," I said, "Make me," He asked, "Who are you?" I said, "My name is Don Hansen." He said, "Yeah? Where do you live?" I said, "Asshole, I live at 34 Oaktree Blvd, in Fairfax, a yellow ranch, I have a black Beamer parked in front." He said, "I'm coming over right now, Don. And you had better start saying your prayers." I said, "Yeah, like I'm really scared, asshole," and hung up.
Then I called Asshole #2. He said, "Hello?" I said, "Hello, asshole," He yelled, "If I ever find out who you are..." I said, "You'll what?" He exclaimed, "I'll kick your ass," I answered, "Well, asshole, here's your chance. I'm coming over right now."
Then I hung up and immediately called the police, saying that I lived at 34 Oaktree Blvd, in Fairfax, and that I was on my way over there to kill my gay lover.
Then I called Channel 9 News about the gang war going down in Oaktree Blvd. in Fairfax.
I quickly got into my car and headed over to Fairfax. I got there just in time to watch two assholes beating the crap out of each other in front of six cop cars, an overhead news helicopter and surrounded by a news crew.
NOW I feel much better. Anger management really does work.
BUSH BUMPER STICKERS

1/20/09: The End of an Error
That's OK, I Wasn't Using My Civil Liberties
Anyway
Let's Fix Democracy in This Country First
If You Want a Nation Ruled By Religion, Move to
Iran
Bush. Like a Rock. Only Dumber.
If You Can Read This, You're Not Our President
Hey, Bush Supporters: Embarrassed Yet?
George Bush: Creating the Terrorists Our Kids
Will Have to Fight
America: One Nation, Under Surveillance
They Call Him "W" So He Can Spell It
Whose God Do You Kill For?
Cheney/Satan '08
Jail to the Chief
No, Seriously, Why Did We Invade Iraq?
Bush: God's Way of Proving Intelligent Design is
Crap
Bad President! No Banana.
We Need a President Who's Fluent In At Least One
Language
We're Making Enemies Faster Than We Can Kill
Them
Is It Vietnam Yet?
Bush Doesn't Care About White People Either
Where Are We Going? And Why Are We In This
Handbasket?
You Elected Him. You Deserve Him.
Impeach Cheney First
When Bush Took Office, Gas Was $1.46
Pray For Impeachment
The Republican Party: Our Bridge to the 11th
Century
What Part of "Bush Lied" Don't You Understand?
One Nation Under Clod
2004: Embarrassed
2005: Horrified
2006: Terrified
At Least Nixon Resigned
July 16, 2007
July 13, 2007
SKIDOO!
I've never seen this rare Otto Preminger flick starring Carol Channing, but judging from the title song's lyrics, it's a smash hit in my book! Sung by Carrol in pirate drag which including a long platinum wig which she removes to kiss Jackie Gleason, here are some nutty sample lyrics:
And if power's all they really understand,
We take the power of the flower
And the power of the dove
And we put them both together and we love them together!
Shah! Shah! Shah! Shah! Shah!
And if power's all they really understand,
We take the power of the flower
And the power of the dove
And we put them both together and we love them together!
Shah! Shah! Shah! Shah! Shah!
July 12, 2007
BASSEY: GET THE PARTY STARTED
Dame Shirley Bassey covers Pink's recent dance hit in this fun video. I'm kinda liking her short, spikey wig.
(Thanks to Chip Duckett for sending me this one!)
(Thanks to Chip Duckett for sending me this one!)
AMY WINEHOUSE DRAG
This little baby queen is adorable! You can tell from the first kick that she's got show business in her blood and she finally gets Amy's eye-liner on by the end!
SHEMAR LESS?

Well, he did just come out of the water! Hell, with that incredible face and body, I wouldn't throw this one back! So please spread the word that I would consider mercy-fucking Shemar Moore. He might be the first "She" that I've been with!
Besides, it just wouldn't be fair if that god had face, body and a donkey dick like my friend pictured below! Pray on it and I'm sure you'll agree in time.

PS: Thanks to Jordy from VIRTUAL MATTERfor the link! Jordy's blog is fantastic. Today he's featuring the music video for IF MADONNA CALLS, oddly shot without an appearance by geniusly shady Franklin Fuentes and while we're on my favorite subject of Madoodoo, Jordy has a quote from Morissey's recent concert in Virginia which I'd like to share with you:
"I wouldn't be surprised if she [Madonna] made that African boy into a coat and wore him ... for 15 minutes, and then threw it
away."
OUCH!
PHYLLIS DILLER ART SHOW IN LA
She IS art,so this is a little redundant, but the beloved, bewigged comedienne will have an "art party" to hawk her paintings and book--going cheap. Love this hag--too bad she's a republican!

THE INFO;
You Are Invited
To a
Phyllis Diller Art Party
At
163 S. Rockingham Avenue
Los Angeles 90049
Sunday, July 29th
2:00 p.m. – 4:00 p.m.
RSVP by July 25th Bring your friends
Karla Thomas
(310) 476-3091
All art purchases are by check or cash
(no credit cards or debit cards)
Hard-cover books “Like A Lampshade in a Whorehouse” will be available for purchase for $10.00 each, CASH ONLY
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Cameras will only be allowed while you are with Miss Diller. No photography of the house or the grounds will
Here are a couple examples of her work.
RED ROSES WITH PERKY GREENS

WEEPING WILLOW WITH WHITE DOG

THE INFO;
You Are Invited
To a
Phyllis Diller Art Party
At
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Sunday, July 29th
2:00 p.m. – 4:00 p.m.
RSVP by July 25th Bring your friends
Karla Thomas
(310) 476-3091
All art purchases are by check or cash
(no credit cards or debit cards)
Hard-cover books “Like A Lampshade in a Whorehouse” will be available for purchase for $10.00 each, CASH ONLY
no checks, no credit or debit cards
Cameras will only be allowed while you are with Miss Diller. No photography of the house or the grounds will
Here are a couple examples of her work.
RED ROSES WITH PERKY GREENS

WEEPING WILLOW WITH WHITE DOG
July 11, 2007
July 10, 2007
July 09, 2007
ANOTHER PETITION REQUEST
But it's a big one! AND THERE ARE ONLY 6 DAYS LEFT TO DEMAND NET NEUTRALITY. Even if you aren't concerned about coprorate greed on principle, do it just to save yourself some coins! There were enough signatures last time they tried this shit to make the FCC agree with US. But the lobbyists for the big corps are at it again and we have to become our own lobbyists. Strength in numbers--please sign and spread the word!

Click HERE to sign or here's more info from http://www.savetheinternet.com/yourstory
What is this about?
When we log onto the Internet, we take a lot for granted. We assume we'll be able to access any Web site we want, whenever we want, at the fastest speed, whether it's a corporate or mom-and-pop site. We assume that we can use any service we like — watching online video, listening to podcasts, sending instant messages — anytime we choose.
What makes all these assumptions possible is Network Neutrality.
What is Network Neutrality?
Network Neutrality — or "Net Neutrality" for short — is the guiding principle that preserves the free and open Internet.
Put simply, Net Neutrality means no discrimination. Net Neutrality prevents Internet providers from speeding up or slowing down Web content based on its source, ownership or destination.
Net Neutrality is the reason why the Internet has driven economic innovation, democratic participation, and free speech online. It protects the consumer's right to use any equipment, content, application or service on a non-discriminatory basis without interference from the network provider. With Net Neutrality, the network's only job is to move data — not choose which data to privilege with higher quality service.
Learn more in Net Neutrality 101.
Who wants to get rid of Net Neutrality?
The nation's largest telephone and cable companies — including AT&T, Verizon, Comcast and Time Warner — want to be Internet gatekeepers, deciding which Web sites go fast or slow and which won't load at all.
They want to tax content providers to guarantee speedy delivery of their data. They want to discriminate in favor of their own search engines, Internet phone services, and streaming video — while slowing down or blocking their competitors.
These companies have a new vision for the Internet. Instead of an even playing field, they want to reserve express lanes for their own content and services — or those from big corporations that can afford the steep tolls — and leave the rest of us on a winding dirt road.
The big phone and cable companies are spending hundreds of millions of dollars lobbying Congress and the Federal Communications Commission to gut Net Neutrality, putting the future of the Internet at risk.
Is Net Neutrality a new regulation?
Absolutely not. Net Neutrality has been part of the Internet since its inception. Pioneers like Vinton Cerf and Sir Tim Berners-Lee, the inventor of the World Wide Web, always intended the Internet to be a neutral network. And "non-discrimination" provisions like Net Neutrality have governed the nation's communications networks since the 1930s.
But as a consequence of a 2005 decision by the Federal Communications Commission, Net Neutrality — the foundation of the free and open Internet — was put in jeopardy. Now cable and phone company lobbyists are pushing to block legislation that would reinstate Net Neutrality.
Writing Net Neutrality into law would preserve the freedoms we currently enjoy on the Internet. For all their talk about "deregulation," the cable and telephone giants don't want real competition. They want special rules written in their favor.

Click HERE to sign or here's more info from http://www.savetheinternet.com/yourstory
What is this about?
When we log onto the Internet, we take a lot for granted. We assume we'll be able to access any Web site we want, whenever we want, at the fastest speed, whether it's a corporate or mom-and-pop site. We assume that we can use any service we like — watching online video, listening to podcasts, sending instant messages — anytime we choose.
What makes all these assumptions possible is Network Neutrality.
What is Network Neutrality?
Network Neutrality — or "Net Neutrality" for short — is the guiding principle that preserves the free and open Internet.
Put simply, Net Neutrality means no discrimination. Net Neutrality prevents Internet providers from speeding up or slowing down Web content based on its source, ownership or destination.
Net Neutrality is the reason why the Internet has driven economic innovation, democratic participation, and free speech online. It protects the consumer's right to use any equipment, content, application or service on a non-discriminatory basis without interference from the network provider. With Net Neutrality, the network's only job is to move data — not choose which data to privilege with higher quality service.
Learn more in Net Neutrality 101.
Who wants to get rid of Net Neutrality?
The nation's largest telephone and cable companies — including AT&T, Verizon, Comcast and Time Warner — want to be Internet gatekeepers, deciding which Web sites go fast or slow and which won't load at all.
They want to tax content providers to guarantee speedy delivery of their data. They want to discriminate in favor of their own search engines, Internet phone services, and streaming video — while slowing down or blocking their competitors.
These companies have a new vision for the Internet. Instead of an even playing field, they want to reserve express lanes for their own content and services — or those from big corporations that can afford the steep tolls — and leave the rest of us on a winding dirt road.
The big phone and cable companies are spending hundreds of millions of dollars lobbying Congress and the Federal Communications Commission to gut Net Neutrality, putting the future of the Internet at risk.
Is Net Neutrality a new regulation?
Absolutely not. Net Neutrality has been part of the Internet since its inception. Pioneers like Vinton Cerf and Sir Tim Berners-Lee, the inventor of the World Wide Web, always intended the Internet to be a neutral network. And "non-discrimination" provisions like Net Neutrality have governed the nation's communications networks since the 1930s.
But as a consequence of a 2005 decision by the Federal Communications Commission, Net Neutrality — the foundation of the free and open Internet — was put in jeopardy. Now cable and phone company lobbyists are pushing to block legislation that would reinstate Net Neutrality.
Writing Net Neutrality into law would preserve the freedoms we currently enjoy on the Internet. For all their talk about "deregulation," the cable and telephone giants don't want real competition. They want special rules written in their favor.
WORK!
Jack Nicholson's idea of a vacation! Genius and more power to him cuz the old pussy magnet doesn't give a shit!

From the Daily Mail:
He's got a paunch and he's now 70, but Jack Nicholson is still a lady-killer
The Jack Nicholson workout ...
By NEIL SEARS
It takes a very special sort of fitness regime to keep Jack Nicholson in his current shape.
Exercise One: Take an extra-large baguette stuffed with your favourite filling and raise it to the mouth. Lick lips. Eat.
Exercise Two: Wash it down with a Diet Coke.
Exercise Three: Light up a cigarette. Exercise Four: Do some gentle stretching exercises (not too vigorous, now) watched by bikini-clad lovelies.
WHOLE ARTICLE WITH MORE PIX: DAILYMAIL

From the Daily Mail:
He's got a paunch and he's now 70, but Jack Nicholson is still a lady-killer
The Jack Nicholson workout ...
By NEIL SEARS
It takes a very special sort of fitness regime to keep Jack Nicholson in his current shape.
Exercise One: Take an extra-large baguette stuffed with your favourite filling and raise it to the mouth. Lick lips. Eat.
Exercise Two: Wash it down with a Diet Coke.
Exercise Three: Light up a cigarette. Exercise Four: Do some gentle stretching exercises (not too vigorous, now) watched by bikini-clad lovelies.
WHOLE ARTICLE WITH MORE PIX: DAILYMAIL
ELIMINATE ELIMINATION SHOWS!
Let's pit them all against each other and then kill the producer of the winning show!
I LOVE what Jamie Lee Curtis has to say about "reality" shows. Though she's an actress, she's in films and obviously pays even less attention to TV than even I do. But recently a TV set in a bar caught her eye by chance one day, and she was confused and unsettled by what she saw. I'll just let her tell the story, but whether it's models, interior designes, singers, or chefs who are competing, why do Americans put such a mean-spirited emphasis on competiton? Gotta be #1--it's so Texas! (And ain't we had about enough Texan influence to last our drastically shortened lifetimes?) Can't there be 3 or 4 talented singers who are great in 3 or 4 different ways? And as I'm sure Jamie recognizes from her acting experience, since when did a competition become a substitute for a good script? And at what point did it rot our brains out so much that we don't even crave anything decent as entertainment anymore? At the point where we are trying to alert our blog readers about non-existent telemarketing schemes aimed at our cellphones? (See the blog entry which follows to comprehend this gibberish.)
I am as ignorant of Jamie's film career as she is of current TV programming, but her heart-felt, insightful piece inspires me to the point where I even feel guilty about giggling about that rumor that she was born a hermaphrodite. I'm now a big fan of Jamie Lee--uh Miss Curtis--and I urge you all to read every word of this brilliance!
WHAT'S NEXT, BROADCASTING EXECUTIONS? By Jamie Lee Curtis
I went to a bar last week. To say goodbye to a young friend of mine going to start her new life in Paris. At the bar, there was a TV playing without sound, some reality show about cooking. I need to admit that I don't watch TV...have never seen a single episode of Cheers, Friends, Seinfeld, American Idol..well, you get the idea. I don't even know how to turn on my TV as there is now something called... Input 1 or 2 or 3 and I have no idea what to do.

There I was trying to celebrate with my friend when my eye kept being pulled to the set on the wall. There were some chefs on the screen, all standing with their hands clasped behind their backs, at attention, as a panel of people (who are they?) told them mostly bad things about, I assume, their food. I knew they weren't nice supportive comments as the camera was close on the chefs' faces and they looked scared and sad. They were then marched in and out as a group until one woman was asked to leave. She was crying, packing up her knives. It made me so sad and sick to watch. Why was I drawn to this? I didn't want her to lose...did I? Do I? I don't even know her. Why would I wish her harm?
I understand there are many of these shows now. All "elimination"-based and faux reality. Real like a firing squad. I understand there is a good side, a jubilant winner getting their shot at fame and fortunes, but the bulk of the watching, I gather, is some communal elimination where the audience gets a hand in the stone-throwing. It begs the question of why we feel the need to watch this. Are we all so unhappy in our own lives we need the fix of watching another human go into the gladiator ring and come out a bloody, eviscerated mess? What does Russell Crowe scream in Gladiator -- "Are you not entertained"?
HUFFINGTONPOST.COM
I LOVE what Jamie Lee Curtis has to say about "reality" shows. Though she's an actress, she's in films and obviously pays even less attention to TV than even I do. But recently a TV set in a bar caught her eye by chance one day, and she was confused and unsettled by what she saw. I'll just let her tell the story, but whether it's models, interior designes, singers, or chefs who are competing, why do Americans put such a mean-spirited emphasis on competiton? Gotta be #1--it's so Texas! (And ain't we had about enough Texan influence to last our drastically shortened lifetimes?) Can't there be 3 or 4 talented singers who are great in 3 or 4 different ways? And as I'm sure Jamie recognizes from her acting experience, since when did a competition become a substitute for a good script? And at what point did it rot our brains out so much that we don't even crave anything decent as entertainment anymore? At the point where we are trying to alert our blog readers about non-existent telemarketing schemes aimed at our cellphones? (See the blog entry which follows to comprehend this gibberish.)
I am as ignorant of Jamie's film career as she is of current TV programming, but her heart-felt, insightful piece inspires me to the point where I even feel guilty about giggling about that rumor that she was born a hermaphrodite. I'm now a big fan of Jamie Lee--uh Miss Curtis--and I urge you all to read every word of this brilliance!
WHAT'S NEXT, BROADCASTING EXECUTIONS? By Jamie Lee Curtis
I went to a bar last week. To say goodbye to a young friend of mine going to start her new life in Paris. At the bar, there was a TV playing without sound, some reality show about cooking. I need to admit that I don't watch TV...have never seen a single episode of Cheers, Friends, Seinfeld, American Idol..well, you get the idea. I don't even know how to turn on my TV as there is now something called... Input 1 or 2 or 3 and I have no idea what to do.

There I was trying to celebrate with my friend when my eye kept being pulled to the set on the wall. There were some chefs on the screen, all standing with their hands clasped behind their backs, at attention, as a panel of people (who are they?) told them mostly bad things about, I assume, their food. I knew they weren't nice supportive comments as the camera was close on the chefs' faces and they looked scared and sad. They were then marched in and out as a group until one woman was asked to leave. She was crying, packing up her knives. It made me so sad and sick to watch. Why was I drawn to this? I didn't want her to lose...did I? Do I? I don't even know her. Why would I wish her harm?
I understand there are many of these shows now. All "elimination"-based and faux reality. Real like a firing squad. I understand there is a good side, a jubilant winner getting their shot at fame and fortunes, but the bulk of the watching, I gather, is some communal elimination where the audience gets a hand in the stone-throwing. It begs the question of why we feel the need to watch this. Are we all so unhappy in our own lives we need the fix of watching another human go into the gladiator ring and come out a bloody, eviscerated mess? What does Russell Crowe scream in Gladiator -- "Are you not entertained"?
HUFFINGTONPOST.COM
DEATH TO TELEMARKETERS!
PLEASE DISREGARD--SNOPES DONE DEBUNKED IT! THANKS FOR LETTING ME KNOW!
Hi! Telemarketers will have your cell phone # in 12 days.. REMINDER....12 days from today, all cell phone numbers are being released to telemarketing companies and you will start to receive sale calls. .....YOU WILL BE CHARGED FOR THESE CALLS
To prevent this, call the following number from your cell phone:
888-382-1222.
It is the National DO NOT CALL list. It will only take a minute of your time.
It blocks your number for five (5) years.
You must call from the cell phone number you want to have blocked.
You cannot call from a different phone number. You must call from your cell phone.
Hi! Telemarketers will have your cell phone # in 12 days.. REMINDER....12 days from today, all cell phone numbers are being released to telemarketing companies and you will start to receive sale calls. .....YOU WILL BE CHARGED FOR THESE CALLS
To prevent this, call the following number from your cell phone:
888-382-1222.
It is the National DO NOT CALL list. It will only take a minute of your time.
It blocks your number for five (5) years.
You must call from the cell phone number you want to have blocked.
You cannot call from a different phone number. You must call from your cell phone.
RANDI RHODES IS BACK TODAY!
She's been on vacation during the whole Scooter Libby pardon--sorry, his "commutation"--and all this other mess. If you want an entertaining earful on today's politics from the Goddess of Radio, today is THE DAY to tune into her show. In NYC, she's on from 3-6 on AIR AMERICA. Or you can click and listen to it online if she's not available in your area. SHE WILL BE ON FIRE, I PROMISE! This is talk radio at it's absolute best. Actually, I can't even say that because she's the only host I've ever tuned into regularly! But if you need someone to break it down with a wicked sense of humor, she's your gal!
SIT DOWN, NO NO!
Everyone agrees that "diva" is an overused word. This theater critic from Sign On San Diego thinks that standing ovations are doled out way too easily nowadays. I tend to agree, but since I'm often seeing friends' shows, I've actually leapt up and started a few in an attempt to be supportive. And I have to admit, a few time, I've risen at a stinker just totry to rectify the embarassing situation which has just unfolded for two hours. Maybe we should be more discerning...
An excerpt of FOR A SHOW THAT'S TRULY WORTH IT, PLEASE RISE by Anne Marie Walsh:
Fast-forward 10 years to 1986 at San Francisco's Curran Theatre. This particular evening, another husband to my left rose vociferously to his feet to lead the cheering for his wife, Carol Channing.
The show was “Legends,” a dog of a piece if ever there was one, and this audience at the Curran Theatre rose far more reluctantly, though eventually lemming-like at his lead to cheer and clap. Their ovation was surely not for the play, or even the performances, but was a nostalgic salute to the stars – Channing and her sublimely different foil, Mary Martin.
Whether kicked off by adoring husbands savvy about star-power and the box office, or by fans merely eager to express their enthusiasm, the standing ovation once was a mark of the audience's discernment. And why not? Artists who give lifetimes to refining their craft and who offer unusually good performances sometimes deserve a special, vigorous and standing response.
But the standing has become so standard in San Diego that it's meaningless.
READ THE REST: SIGNONSNDIEGO
An excerpt of FOR A SHOW THAT'S TRULY WORTH IT, PLEASE RISE by Anne Marie Walsh:
Fast-forward 10 years to 1986 at San Francisco's Curran Theatre. This particular evening, another husband to my left rose vociferously to his feet to lead the cheering for his wife, Carol Channing.
The show was “Legends,” a dog of a piece if ever there was one, and this audience at the Curran Theatre rose far more reluctantly, though eventually lemming-like at his lead to cheer and clap. Their ovation was surely not for the play, or even the performances, but was a nostalgic salute to the stars – Channing and her sublimely different foil, Mary Martin.
Whether kicked off by adoring husbands savvy about star-power and the box office, or by fans merely eager to express their enthusiasm, the standing ovation once was a mark of the audience's discernment. And why not? Artists who give lifetimes to refining their craft and who offer unusually good performances sometimes deserve a special, vigorous and standing response.
But the standing has become so standard in San Diego that it's meaningless.
READ THE REST: SIGNONSNDIEGO
BUNNY ON PEPPERMINT
Interview reprinted from an HX Gay Pride guide:
HX’s Drag Queen of the year Peppermint Gummybear is a breath of fresh air in the Manhattan drag scene—like the cool, minty sensation you get when biting into a York Peppermint Pattie! And bite your tongue before you assume she’s another typically bitchy queen—she’s just as sweet a confection as her name suggests! Young, pretty and talented, she really gave me an inferiority complex—I mean a great phone interview!

B: My name Lady Bunny was a bad joke from the '80's which kind of stuck until
it was too late to change it. Peppermint Gummybear is also a rather unusual
name. How did it come about?
P: I had a crush on a boy who gave me the name because he saw me at home in Delaware as a teen, standing in front of 7-11, pigging out on Gummy Bears and Peppermints. I couldn't resist the name and the rest is history. But I may drop the Gummybear to cut down on calories.
B: You recently lost a good bit of weight, you bitch! I'm soooo jealous! Is it
all those peppy dance routines--cuz I know you haven't slowed down any on
those high-caloric cocktails! How much did you lose and what's your secret?
P: It's no secret! I am so happy to be a walking commercial for Weight Watchers. I was actually talking with Cashetta and Gusty Winds and since THEY had success on the diet, they encouraged me to try it. I admit it was hard--I live in Harlem where the only food to eat is fried chicken and Chinese. But I shed a big chunk of weight ( I don't like to say how much exactly, otherwise the police might recognize me!)
B: Now that you have been voted HX's drag queen of the year, I sure that thousands of career possibilities will be opening up for you. But until then, what is on Peppermint's weekly plate?
P: Wow a lot of chicken (grilled not fried) and veggies! I am so happy and blessed that I was able to leave my darker side behind, and I am very thankful for the chance to work and play in nightlife. Right now I am enjoying my gigs all over the city at Rated X , Motherfucker, Barracuda on Mondays, Lips, Sing Out Sister at XES (which was since named # 1 Karaoke in New York) Therapy and until recently Area. This summer I'm hoping to have some time to spend out on Fire Island with the boys.
B: Do you still have your day job at M.A.C, too? You always do gorgeousmake-up! I'm constantly amazed at the way you cover all those zits on youR back.
P: Ha ha, you bitch! Those aren't zits! They’re beauty marks, all 149 of them! Anyway… That's actually what I was referring to when I mentioned my "dark side"--retail make-up. I'm actually still friends with the kids at M.A.C. I'm happy to still call it home and family and I do special events with them from time to time. But right now I am not working during the day, just shopping.and watching Oprah.

B: (God, this queen even leaves a job o good terms! Unheard of!) You've recently received honorable mentions--you put the "ho" back in honorable--from L and Paper magazines, graced both HX and Next mag covers and nabbed a slew of trophies at the last Glammy awards. Since I'm old and bitter and only go out to clubs that pay me, what is it exactly that you do?
I know that you emcee, lip-synch and have begun recording dance tracks like SERVIN' IT UP. As a multi-talented heifer, where do you ultimately envision your talents taking you?
P: I like to do whatever is fun! Although I went to theater school, I never dreamt that I would sing or dance or anything. Obviously as a queen, lip-synching comes naturally, and over time I started emceeing. But recently Johnny McGovern gave me the golden opportunity to perform my own music, and I’m hooked. The truth is I really enjoy being around people and having a good time. Creating my own music gives me another chance to connect with people I might otherwise not have had. As for the future, I'm not sure where it will take me but I am really excited to meet as many cool people and do as many new things as possible.
B: So you sing live, lip-synch and sometimes lip-synch to your own vocals. How do you choose?
P: I usually just ask the crowd, and whichever drunk answers first, that's what I do. haha. I actually just try to collect as many songs that I love from my past. Some of them are fun to sing along to, and some are best left to the expert vocalists. Although my voice is NOT the smoothest by far, I really enjoy being able to do different things on stage. And I think the audience picks up on that.
B: You have the reputation of being a sweetheart, which is kind of rare among drag queens. Have you experienced any jealousy as a result of your success? (This is your opportunity to read, gurl!)
P: Haha. I can't say that I have experienced any jealousy. except for the burning crosses, graffiti, and bricks with hate notes thrown through my window.
Seriously, not to sound preachy, but I think there is a thin line between bitchiness and hate, which are obviously way too easy to come by these days. Luckily those flavors are not really in my mix. Unless you are a shady cab driver! No, really I think I have felt a lot of support from my friends and family which overrides any bad vibes.

B: What's the toughest aspect to your job?
P: I think it changes. but right now the toughest aspect that I'm sure most queens can relate to, is the self support. I think a lot of people think we just throw on a dress and prance around, and while that is a HUGE PART OF IT, we are our own managers, stylists, directors, coaches, writers, accountants. I think we have some of the most demanding jobs in "entertainment" and NO health care. Not cute!
B: Do you ever see drag as a barrier to "making it"?
B: Yes and no. In obvious ways, being in drag is liberating and enables a person to say and do whatever they want. But on the other hand, a drag’s mainstream success is usually hard to come by. We get the glitz and glam, but we usually make a lot less tips than a GO-GO dancer. I think the only real barrier though, is what people associate with drag since there is an unspoken double standard. I have noticed a drastic difference in how the "hetero/mainstream" and gay communities relate to drag queens.
B: You mean the gays won’t let you blow them?
P: Quit talking about yourself—this is my interview! Seriously, there is a double standard. Straights may bash you on the street, but they may also treat you with more respect when hiring you. And gays can take the queens for granted. But they also pay our rent! In other words, don’t hit me and gimme your money! That’s all I ask!
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The truth is, there are a lot of times when I can't get a cab dressed in drag, UNLESS the driver wants sexual favors. Then I give him YOUR number, Bunny, but they usually already have it...
B: Make sure they have my new cell! And the cab problem probably derives from your stiking resemblance to Danny Glover!
Around gay pride, there is often a mini-backlash against drag from conservative gays who claim that we pervert the movement. The conservatives tend to forget that drag queens started the fucking movement at Stonewall
and boo hoo when the press focuses on drag queens or scantily dressed leather men in photos from the parade. Have you ever experienced prejudice from within the gay community?
P: Not directly ( I don't think) but I remember being exhausted, leaving a club I had performed at with my girlfriend, and I was in a race AGAINST a cute gay boi to catch a cab. When my female friend and I got into the cab first, he started yelling at me calling me a prostitute and accused me of using the cab for a "trickl" WITH A FEMALE! I mean honestly...
I have been around long enough to remember the extreme backlash. Not long ago, queens weren't even allowed to enter some of our bigger clubs. and now we’re headlining every night of the week. But to take it to the next level, I’d like to see more drag on our gay networks.
B: As one of the older queens on the scene--I prefer "legendary" to "ancient"--I've noticed many changes in the nightlife scene. Nightlife veterans say that the club scene has died from a variety of ailments: drug crack-downs, high rents forcing bohemians out of Manhattan, or the dreadful "pots and pans" music in bigger clubs, which are closing down right and
left. Or just that fags avoid cover charges, cocktail prices and cab fares by staying at home trolling the Internet for sex. Relatively speaking, you're a new girl. But you've actually been working it for several years--in what ways have you noticed the scene change?
P:I haven't witnessed the full "rotation" yet, but I imagine that some change is normal, and that nothing lasts forever. I absolutely see the connection between gentrification, police crackdowns and the Internet, even within theater culture. I remember being so excited as a theater student to see a Broadway show that I‘d clap and scream and laugh the whole time.
B: Well that’s what happens when you can’t afford a ticket…
P: Ahem! But lately audiences, both Broadway and nightclub seem so reserved and way too posh. Certainly not very colorful. And while the "scene" has changed, the people in the scene have changed more. I do think people will start letting loose again, and that's when the "scene" will respond.
B: For out-of towners grabbing this guide, can your deliciousness be found online?
P:Yes, at www.PeppermintOnline.com. You can also visit LogoOnline.com and vote for my video, SERVIN’ IT UP. And keep your ears pealed for my newest single THOUGHT YOU KNEW, available on itunes.com now!
B: Aren’t you forgetting your other site, www.sloppypigbottoms.com?
Click. Dial Tone.
Hello? Peppermint?
HX’s Drag Queen of the year Peppermint Gummybear is a breath of fresh air in the Manhattan drag scene—like the cool, minty sensation you get when biting into a York Peppermint Pattie! And bite your tongue before you assume she’s another typically bitchy queen—she’s just as sweet a confection as her name suggests! Young, pretty and talented, she really gave me an inferiority complex—I mean a great phone interview!

B: My name Lady Bunny was a bad joke from the '80's which kind of stuck until
it was too late to change it. Peppermint Gummybear is also a rather unusual
name. How did it come about?
P: I had a crush on a boy who gave me the name because he saw me at home in Delaware as a teen, standing in front of 7-11, pigging out on Gummy Bears and Peppermints. I couldn't resist the name and the rest is history. But I may drop the Gummybear to cut down on calories.
B: You recently lost a good bit of weight, you bitch! I'm soooo jealous! Is it
all those peppy dance routines--cuz I know you haven't slowed down any on
those high-caloric cocktails! How much did you lose and what's your secret?
P: It's no secret! I am so happy to be a walking commercial for Weight Watchers. I was actually talking with Cashetta and Gusty Winds and since THEY had success on the diet, they encouraged me to try it. I admit it was hard--I live in Harlem where the only food to eat is fried chicken and Chinese. But I shed a big chunk of weight ( I don't like to say how much exactly, otherwise the police might recognize me!)
B: Now that you have been voted HX's drag queen of the year, I sure that thousands of career possibilities will be opening up for you. But until then, what is on Peppermint's weekly plate?
P: Wow a lot of chicken (grilled not fried) and veggies! I am so happy and blessed that I was able to leave my darker side behind, and I am very thankful for the chance to work and play in nightlife. Right now I am enjoying my gigs all over the city at Rated X , Motherfucker, Barracuda on Mondays, Lips, Sing Out Sister at XES (which was since named # 1 Karaoke in New York) Therapy and until recently Area. This summer I'm hoping to have some time to spend out on Fire Island with the boys.
B: Do you still have your day job at M.A.C, too? You always do gorgeousmake-up! I'm constantly amazed at the way you cover all those zits on youR back.
P: Ha ha, you bitch! Those aren't zits! They’re beauty marks, all 149 of them! Anyway… That's actually what I was referring to when I mentioned my "dark side"--retail make-up. I'm actually still friends with the kids at M.A.C. I'm happy to still call it home and family and I do special events with them from time to time. But right now I am not working during the day, just shopping.and watching Oprah.

B: (God, this queen even leaves a job o good terms! Unheard of!) You've recently received honorable mentions--you put the "ho" back in honorable--from L and Paper magazines, graced both HX and Next mag covers and nabbed a slew of trophies at the last Glammy awards. Since I'm old and bitter and only go out to clubs that pay me, what is it exactly that you do?
I know that you emcee, lip-synch and have begun recording dance tracks like SERVIN' IT UP. As a multi-talented heifer, where do you ultimately envision your talents taking you?
P: I like to do whatever is fun! Although I went to theater school, I never dreamt that I would sing or dance or anything. Obviously as a queen, lip-synching comes naturally, and over time I started emceeing. But recently Johnny McGovern gave me the golden opportunity to perform my own music, and I’m hooked. The truth is I really enjoy being around people and having a good time. Creating my own music gives me another chance to connect with people I might otherwise not have had. As for the future, I'm not sure where it will take me but I am really excited to meet as many cool people and do as many new things as possible.
B: So you sing live, lip-synch and sometimes lip-synch to your own vocals. How do you choose?
P: I usually just ask the crowd, and whichever drunk answers first, that's what I do. haha. I actually just try to collect as many songs that I love from my past. Some of them are fun to sing along to, and some are best left to the expert vocalists. Although my voice is NOT the smoothest by far, I really enjoy being able to do different things on stage. And I think the audience picks up on that.
B: You have the reputation of being a sweetheart, which is kind of rare among drag queens. Have you experienced any jealousy as a result of your success? (This is your opportunity to read, gurl!)
P: Haha. I can't say that I have experienced any jealousy. except for the burning crosses, graffiti, and bricks with hate notes thrown through my window.
Seriously, not to sound preachy, but I think there is a thin line between bitchiness and hate, which are obviously way too easy to come by these days. Luckily those flavors are not really in my mix. Unless you are a shady cab driver! No, really I think I have felt a lot of support from my friends and family which overrides any bad vibes.

B: What's the toughest aspect to your job?
P: I think it changes. but right now the toughest aspect that I'm sure most queens can relate to, is the self support. I think a lot of people think we just throw on a dress and prance around, and while that is a HUGE PART OF IT, we are our own managers, stylists, directors, coaches, writers, accountants. I think we have some of the most demanding jobs in "entertainment" and NO health care. Not cute!
B: Do you ever see drag as a barrier to "making it"?
B: Yes and no. In obvious ways, being in drag is liberating and enables a person to say and do whatever they want. But on the other hand, a drag’s mainstream success is usually hard to come by. We get the glitz and glam, but we usually make a lot less tips than a GO-GO dancer. I think the only real barrier though, is what people associate with drag since there is an unspoken double standard. I have noticed a drastic difference in how the "hetero/mainstream" and gay communities relate to drag queens.
B: You mean the gays won’t let you blow them?
P: Quit talking about yourself—this is my interview! Seriously, there is a double standard. Straights may bash you on the street, but they may also treat you with more respect when hiring you. And gays can take the queens for granted. But they also pay our rent! In other words, don’t hit me and gimme your money! That’s all I ask!
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The truth is, there are a lot of times when I can't get a cab dressed in drag, UNLESS the driver wants sexual favors. Then I give him YOUR number, Bunny, but they usually already have it...
B: Make sure they have my new cell! And the cab problem probably derives from your stiking resemblance to Danny Glover!
Around gay pride, there is often a mini-backlash against drag from conservative gays who claim that we pervert the movement. The conservatives tend to forget that drag queens started the fucking movement at Stonewall
and boo hoo when the press focuses on drag queens or scantily dressed leather men in photos from the parade. Have you ever experienced prejudice from within the gay community?
P: Not directly ( I don't think) but I remember being exhausted, leaving a club I had performed at with my girlfriend, and I was in a race AGAINST a cute gay boi to catch a cab. When my female friend and I got into the cab first, he started yelling at me calling me a prostitute and accused me of using the cab for a "trickl" WITH A FEMALE! I mean honestly...
I have been around long enough to remember the extreme backlash. Not long ago, queens weren't even allowed to enter some of our bigger clubs. and now we’re headlining every night of the week. But to take it to the next level, I’d like to see more drag on our gay networks.
B: As one of the older queens on the scene--I prefer "legendary" to "ancient"--I've noticed many changes in the nightlife scene. Nightlife veterans say that the club scene has died from a variety of ailments: drug crack-downs, high rents forcing bohemians out of Manhattan, or the dreadful "pots and pans" music in bigger clubs, which are closing down right and
left. Or just that fags avoid cover charges, cocktail prices and cab fares by staying at home trolling the Internet for sex. Relatively speaking, you're a new girl. But you've actually been working it for several years--in what ways have you noticed the scene change?
P:I haven't witnessed the full "rotation" yet, but I imagine that some change is normal, and that nothing lasts forever. I absolutely see the connection between gentrification, police crackdowns and the Internet, even within theater culture. I remember being so excited as a theater student to see a Broadway show that I‘d clap and scream and laugh the whole time.
B: Well that’s what happens when you can’t afford a ticket…
P: Ahem! But lately audiences, both Broadway and nightclub seem so reserved and way too posh. Certainly not very colorful. And while the "scene" has changed, the people in the scene have changed more. I do think people will start letting loose again, and that's when the "scene" will respond.
B: For out-of towners grabbing this guide, can your deliciousness be found online?
P:Yes, at www.PeppermintOnline.com. You can also visit LogoOnline.com and vote for my video, SERVIN’ IT UP. And keep your ears pealed for my newest single THOUGHT YOU KNEW, available on itunes.com now!
B: Aren’t you forgetting your other site, www.sloppypigbottoms.com?
Click. Dial Tone.
Hello? Peppermint?
July 08, 2007
DON'T ANSWER THE PHONE!
Um, my birthday is 8/14, so you still have time to order this! She looks like a right mess!

An excerpt of the review from PLANET OF TERROR blogspot:
First and foremost, the cast of this film may be the ugliest group of people I've ever seen. Now, I understand that fashion in 1980 was at an all time low, but still, that's a realtively weak excuse when you see these people. Imagine Gabe Kaplan mating with Carol Channing and you have the cast. The music is equally ugly, more a series of electronic (read MOOG) farts and burps set to a funky beat.
The tone of the movie is set immediately from the first kill scene. It says: This is the kind of movie where women strip down to their undies immediately after closing the front door. They also sit in front of a mirror to brush their golden 70's witch-length hair, never bothering to lock the door behind them. Then they are strangled by the fat dude who breathes heavily and sweats all over the place while their unsupported 70's boobs flop about.
MORE: PLANETOFTERROR

An excerpt of the review from PLANET OF TERROR blogspot:
First and foremost, the cast of this film may be the ugliest group of people I've ever seen. Now, I understand that fashion in 1980 was at an all time low, but still, that's a realtively weak excuse when you see these people. Imagine Gabe Kaplan mating with Carol Channing and you have the cast. The music is equally ugly, more a series of electronic (read MOOG) farts and burps set to a funky beat.
The tone of the movie is set immediately from the first kill scene. It says: This is the kind of movie where women strip down to their undies immediately after closing the front door. They also sit in front of a mirror to brush their golden 70's witch-length hair, never bothering to lock the door behind them. Then they are strangled by the fat dude who breathes heavily and sweats all over the place while their unsupported 70's boobs flop about.
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MY KOOKY MOTHER
THE LOVE OF MY LIFE, LADY BECKY!

Seen here in one of my wigs, told me something I thought was pretty hilarious and observant yesterday. She's pretty low tech--I didn't say low rent--and I think my parents only just got a color TV like 3 years ago. And it's so tiny that I can barely see it from across the room! Anyhoo, she's babysitting my niece who loves playing Nintendo. She also has a house guest from England with gadgets. She said "These days, as soon as somebody walks into your house they're looking for the electrical outlets to plug something in." And as I sit charging my t-cell phone, lap-top and i-shuffle while checking several email accounts, I have to admit that technology will has made a junkie out of you. Why am I even stuck behind a computer writing this on a gorgeous summer day? Uh, cuz it's a good excuse not to have to go to the gym, maybe?

Seen here in one of my wigs, told me something I thought was pretty hilarious and observant yesterday. She's pretty low tech--I didn't say low rent--and I think my parents only just got a color TV like 3 years ago. And it's so tiny that I can barely see it from across the room! Anyhoo, she's babysitting my niece who loves playing Nintendo. She also has a house guest from England with gadgets. She said "These days, as soon as somebody walks into your house they're looking for the electrical outlets to plug something in." And as I sit charging my t-cell phone, lap-top and i-shuffle while checking several email accounts, I have to admit that technology will has made a junkie out of you. Why am I even stuck behind a computer writing this on a gorgeous summer day? Uh, cuz it's a good excuse not to have to go to the gym, maybe?
A MESSAGE FROM MOVEON.ORG
Hi,
Did you see the news? President Bush let Scooter Libby, the one man who was convicted for the lies around the Iraq war, go free.
And the obstruction of justice doesn't stop there. The Senate recently subpoenaed documents from the Vice President's office around the illegal wiretapping program and so far he has not complied. It's clear this administration thinks it's above the law. That's un-American, and I think it's time for Congress to hold them accountable.
I just signed a petition urging Congress to force Vice President Cheney to respond to its subpoenas. If he doesn't, Congress has to begin impeachment proceedings against him. Can you join me by clicking the link below?
MOVE.ON.ORG
Did you see the news? President Bush let Scooter Libby, the one man who was convicted for the lies around the Iraq war, go free.
And the obstruction of justice doesn't stop there. The Senate recently subpoenaed documents from the Vice President's office around the illegal wiretapping program and so far he has not complied. It's clear this administration thinks it's above the law. That's un-American, and I think it's time for Congress to hold them accountable.
I just signed a petition urging Congress to force Vice President Cheney to respond to its subpoenas. If he doesn't, Congress has to begin impeachment proceedings against him. Can you join me by clicking the link below?
MOVE.ON.ORG
MICHAEL LUCAS IS FIRED UP!
And he asks in the light of the recent UK attacks: IS BRITAIN WEARING A KICK ME SIGN? I'm not saying I share his opinions. But I do agree with some of them His language is so inflammatory, but there's no denying the hatred that muslims feel towards gays and if devout enough, for anyone who isn't muslim. I'm not familiar enough with the Koran to compare it to the Bible, but I'd venture to say that the Christian fundamentalists are also, if not equally, intolerant of homos, though their punishments for our perversions don't seem as strong. I also just think it's interesting that a porn star/director is as passionate about world affairs as he is in the front of the camera.
JEWISH PORN STAR MICHAEL LUCAS IN VENGEANCE, NOW WITH A VENGEANCE.
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An excerpt:
Then there was the time when the sub-human Muzzies came out to play in London on July 7, 2005. The suicide bombers blew up explosives on various subways and busses at the height of the morning rush hour. 52 human beings and 4 absolutely filthy and disgusting Muslim rats died in the attack. I’m speaking figuratively, of course. I would never degrade an innocent rodent by comparing it to a sickening, Koran-crazed Muslim. After all, no rodent has ever launched attacks against men, women and children in Bali.
(May I remind Michael that rodents HAVE launched attacks in every other nation on earth. But not on children, thankfully.)
Unfortunately, the British response to the filthy Muslim rat problem was not vigorous enough. Sure, communicating from Singapore, the Mayor of London, Ken Livingstone, made a few stirring speeches right after the putrid Muslim rat attacks. However, after a few weeks, Livingstone showed his true, lunatic colors. He couldn’t find enough historical explanations of and justifications for Muslim assholes attacking Brits. He said, for instance: “I think you’ve just had 80 years of western intervention into predominantly Arab lands because of the western need for oil.” You want an historical reference? I’ll give you one from 2004, when Livingstone invited Yusuf al-Qaradawi to a conference in London. Al-Qaradawi, by the way, is on record as saying that people who engage in anal sex deserve the same punishment as “any sexual pervert.” Yet here’s one of my favorite al-Qaradawi quotes, which he gave directly to BBC Newsnight: “Allah Almighty is just; through his infinite wisdom he has given the weak a weapon the strong do not have and that is their ability to turn their bodies into bombs as Palestinians do.”
If the Mayor of London is going to invite such barbarian scum to his city, barbarian scum that actually endorses suicide attacks, then what surprise should anybody in Great Britain feel when the barbarian scum set about carrying out suicide attacks?
WHOLE ARTICLE: LUCASBLOG
JEWISH PORN STAR MICHAEL LUCAS IN VENGEANCE, NOW WITH A VENGEANCE.
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An excerpt:
Then there was the time when the sub-human Muzzies came out to play in London on July 7, 2005. The suicide bombers blew up explosives on various subways and busses at the height of the morning rush hour. 52 human beings and 4 absolutely filthy and disgusting Muslim rats died in the attack. I’m speaking figuratively, of course. I would never degrade an innocent rodent by comparing it to a sickening, Koran-crazed Muslim. After all, no rodent has ever launched attacks against men, women and children in Bali.
(May I remind Michael that rodents HAVE launched attacks in every other nation on earth. But not on children, thankfully.)
Unfortunately, the British response to the filthy Muslim rat problem was not vigorous enough. Sure, communicating from Singapore, the Mayor of London, Ken Livingstone, made a few stirring speeches right after the putrid Muslim rat attacks. However, after a few weeks, Livingstone showed his true, lunatic colors. He couldn’t find enough historical explanations of and justifications for Muslim assholes attacking Brits. He said, for instance: “I think you’ve just had 80 years of western intervention into predominantly Arab lands because of the western need for oil.” You want an historical reference? I’ll give you one from 2004, when Livingstone invited Yusuf al-Qaradawi to a conference in London. Al-Qaradawi, by the way, is on record as saying that people who engage in anal sex deserve the same punishment as “any sexual pervert.” Yet here’s one of my favorite al-Qaradawi quotes, which he gave directly to BBC Newsnight: “Allah Almighty is just; through his infinite wisdom he has given the weak a weapon the strong do not have and that is their ability to turn their bodies into bombs as Palestinians do.”
If the Mayor of London is going to invite such barbarian scum to his city, barbarian scum that actually endorses suicide attacks, then what surprise should anybody in Great Britain feel when the barbarian scum set about carrying out suicide attacks?
WHOLE ARTICLE: LUCASBLOG
THE FAG PRINCE
THE PRINCE IS A QUEEN: PRINCE MAVENDRA OF INDIA, WHO RECENTLY OUTED HIMSELF.

By ELIZABETH JOSEPH and MICHELLE SMAWLEY
Manvendra Singh Gohil grew up in a bubble of prestige and privilege, surrounded by hangers-on who treated him so reverentially that he was 15 years old before he crossed a street by himself.
"I was born with a golden spoon," Singh Gohil, who is now 41 years old, said. "A very luxurious lifestyle…at one point we had almost 22 servants for us. Even for a sip from a glass of water, it was the servants who got it for me."
Singh Gohil was leading a life of luxury, but he was also living a lie -- hiding a secret so taboo that it caused riots in the streets of India.
Singh Gohil is a prince, the son of the maharajah -- Indian royalty from a dynasty that is more than 600 years old. Today, though India is a democracy, the Singh Gohils are still honored as if they ruled the land. In fact, the day ABC News met with the king and the prince, they were attending a town ceremony honoring their family.
READ MORE: ABCNEWS

By ELIZABETH JOSEPH and MICHELLE SMAWLEY
Manvendra Singh Gohil grew up in a bubble of prestige and privilege, surrounded by hangers-on who treated him so reverentially that he was 15 years old before he crossed a street by himself.
"I was born with a golden spoon," Singh Gohil, who is now 41 years old, said. "A very luxurious lifestyle…at one point we had almost 22 servants for us. Even for a sip from a glass of water, it was the servants who got it for me."
Singh Gohil was leading a life of luxury, but he was also living a lie -- hiding a secret so taboo that it caused riots in the streets of India.
Singh Gohil is a prince, the son of the maharajah -- Indian royalty from a dynasty that is more than 600 years old. Today, though India is a democracy, the Singh Gohils are still honored as if they ruled the land. In fact, the day ABC News met with the king and the prince, they were attending a town ceremony honoring their family.
READ MORE: ABCNEWS
July 07, 2007
MR ESCUELITA AND SUCH
This past Tuesday, I performed a guest spot at the Mr. Escuelita, where gods like the one below competed in such categories as swimwear and talent. This one has a talent for making me melt! But it seems that the mere presence of a performer of my stature made this hunk bite his lip nervously.

Of course, the average customer at La Escuelita is normally quite attractive to me. Behold the creamy goodness of this smoking hot thing having a smoke outside the club.

And these two exotic temptations were just hanging (I can only imagine how low!) at the bar.

Of course, backstage gave me a unique vantage point to shoot these lovely gaysha girls--the two real one's have the most adorable smiles I've ever seen! The braces are adorable!

Eager competitors bracing for action...

The lips on the boy on the right--so luscious! And he wasn't even competing!

Beginning to feel faint from all of the body heat...

I drop to my knees..GULP! Bunny, you've got a show to do!

After this testosterone pageant I crave estrogen and shuffle breathlessly into the Girls' Room where I meet a coyly sensational Angela Carrera, a regular Hawaiian headliner.

Other co-stars included Daesha and Ashley Blake.

With Harmonica Sunbeam as a patriotically-dressed femcee. (Taken from the monitor--her fumes prevented a closer shot.) (She actually looked great with giant, tousled 80's scrunch hair. "Tip these girls!", she squawked after Daesha's gospelly lip-synch. "Or were you planning to tip them through paypal?"

The esteemed judges for the evening.

DJ Chip-Chop Gonzales (far right) and posse.

Extravaganza in the house! Constantly scouting to stay on top?

I promptly performed my # and found my drinking buddies Sandra (right) and Johanna (right), who patted my gut while saying "9 months!" Who's the father? I AM! I solemnly promise not to wear that "new wave" wig ever again. I was thinking Phyllis Diller, but looking more like Barry Diller!

I enjoyed a few rounds with this yummy bartender, who could easily be a cousin of TLC's Left-Eye Lopez with his sexy self.

I wonder where I left my other earring? And why it smelled like foreskin when I finall found it?

Shadow attacked the stage in a breakaway camouflage suit and the crowd went up!

Legendary Sugar Babies dj/producer Troy Parrish spotted on our way out. (It's kinda hard to "top" Shadow.)

An alcohol-fuelled attempt at pole dancing--I meant I think these girls may be Polish.

It was off to Beige, where doorman Derrick Neen whisked us into Erich Con-rad's long-standing Tuesday night soiree at Bowery Bar at peak hour of messiness. Erich, flanked by Richie Rich of Heatherette fame and his new BF. Erich was not speaking in any known language by the time we arrived at 2:30.

Michael Musto is a regular at Beige and it looks like he orders the chicken.

Another scrumptious Beige regular.

Favorite pic of the evening!

Joined by a couple of gaysians, they actually asked me how they could improve gay asian visibility. I suppose they had already nixed the idea of donning a clown wig, matching dress and earrings and greasepaint while drinking heavily. Hmmm. Visibility, Asian visibility...Might I suggest a penis pump?

Such weighty matters vanished as the cruel lights came up, and we descended into a sinister black hole. Mr, Black, to be exact.

Our accomodating doorman.

Less accomodating, but highly entertaining hostess, Sophia Del Mar.

Violet Temper has pared down her lilac pompadour bouffant for summer.

Lady in Red

Disco 2000 legend Astro Earl featuring a perma-pout. Is he related to Amanda LePore, by any chance?

Of course, the average customer at La Escuelita is normally quite attractive to me. Behold the creamy goodness of this smoking hot thing having a smoke outside the club.

And these two exotic temptations were just hanging (I can only imagine how low!) at the bar.

Of course, backstage gave me a unique vantage point to shoot these lovely gaysha girls--the two real one's have the most adorable smiles I've ever seen! The braces are adorable!

Eager competitors bracing for action...

The lips on the boy on the right--so luscious! And he wasn't even competing!

Beginning to feel faint from all of the body heat...

I drop to my knees..GULP! Bunny, you've got a show to do!

After this testosterone pageant I crave estrogen and shuffle breathlessly into the Girls' Room where I meet a coyly sensational Angela Carrera, a regular Hawaiian headliner.

Other co-stars included Daesha and Ashley Blake.

With Harmonica Sunbeam as a patriotically-dressed femcee. (Taken from the monitor--her fumes prevented a closer shot.) (She actually looked great with giant, tousled 80's scrunch hair. "Tip these girls!", she squawked after Daesha's gospelly lip-synch. "Or were you planning to tip them through paypal?"

The esteemed judges for the evening.

DJ Chip-Chop Gonzales (far right) and posse.

Extravaganza in the house! Constantly scouting to stay on top?

I promptly performed my # and found my drinking buddies Sandra (right) and Johanna (right), who patted my gut while saying "9 months!" Who's the father? I AM! I solemnly promise not to wear that "new wave" wig ever again. I was thinking Phyllis Diller, but looking more like Barry Diller!

I enjoyed a few rounds with this yummy bartender, who could easily be a cousin of TLC's Left-Eye Lopez with his sexy self.

I wonder where I left my other earring? And why it smelled like foreskin when I finall found it?

Shadow attacked the stage in a breakaway camouflage suit and the crowd went up!

Legendary Sugar Babies dj/producer Troy Parrish spotted on our way out. (It's kinda hard to "top" Shadow.)

An alcohol-fuelled attempt at pole dancing--I meant I think these girls may be Polish.

It was off to Beige, where doorman Derrick Neen whisked us into Erich Con-rad's long-standing Tuesday night soiree at Bowery Bar at peak hour of messiness. Erich, flanked by Richie Rich of Heatherette fame and his new BF. Erich was not speaking in any known language by the time we arrived at 2:30.

Michael Musto is a regular at Beige and it looks like he orders the chicken.

Another scrumptious Beige regular.

Favorite pic of the evening!

Joined by a couple of gaysians, they actually asked me how they could improve gay asian visibility. I suppose they had already nixed the idea of donning a clown wig, matching dress and earrings and greasepaint while drinking heavily. Hmmm. Visibility, Asian visibility...Might I suggest a penis pump?

Such weighty matters vanished as the cruel lights came up, and we descended into a sinister black hole. Mr, Black, to be exact.

Our accomodating doorman.

Less accomodating, but highly entertaining hostess, Sophia Del Mar.

Violet Temper has pared down her lilac pompadour bouffant for summer.

Lady in Red

Disco 2000 legend Astro Earl featuring a perma-pout. Is he related to Amanda LePore, by any chance?
WHERE'S DO I GET AN APPLICATION?
KATMANDU, Nepal - A 10-year-old Nepalese girl was stripped of her title as a living goddess because she traveled overseas to promote a documentary about the centuries-old tradition, an official said Tuesday.
Sajani Shakya had her status revoked because she broke with tradition by leaving the country, said Jaiprasad Regmi, chief of the government trust that manages the affairs of the living goddesses.

Sajani is among several "Kumaris," or living goddesses, in Nepal, and as one of the kingdom's top three, is forbidden from leaving the country. However, last month she went to the United States and other countries to promote a British documentary about the living goddesses of the Katmandu Valley. She is to return to Nepal this week.
"We have begun the process to search for a new Kumari," said Regmi, adding that a task force would determine suitable candidates.
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Sajani Shakya had her status revoked because she broke with tradition by leaving the country, said Jaiprasad Regmi, chief of the government trust that manages the affairs of the living goddesses.

Sajani is among several "Kumaris," or living goddesses, in Nepal, and as one of the kingdom's top three, is forbidden from leaving the country. However, last month she went to the United States and other countries to promote a British documentary about the living goddesses of the Katmandu Valley. She is to return to Nepal this week.
"We have begun the process to search for a new Kumari," said Regmi, adding that a task force would determine suitable candidates.
MORE: YAHOONEWS
7-7-07
A bewitching new video by New York-based artist/photographer REYEZ. It's twice as bewitching if you are completely stoned out of your gourd while watching it. As he may well have been while making it?
BAD NEWS FROM SOUTH FLORIDA
FROM GAY CITY NEWS:
A 17-year-old man who brutally beat a transsexual, 39, after discovering during sex that she had a penis was convicted of aggravated battery in Palm Beach County Juvenile Court, but not of a hate crime, the Miami Herald reported. Names of victim and perpetrator are being withheld.
WHOLE ARTICLE: GAYCITYNEWS
And how about this psycho from Florida who is running for Miami Beach mayor on an anti-gay ticket? If I'm not mistaken, the current mayor of Miami Beach is gay and is anxious to promote tourism, since many of the fags are now turning to Miami to party--not the snotty beach--and moving to Fort Lauderdale. Ya might wanna realize that party capitols have LESS STRICT atmospheres and MORE REASONABLE POLICE OFFICERS!
FROM THE MIAMI HERALD:
Anti-gay banner hanger runs for Beach mayor
BY TANIA VALDEMORO
A Miami Beach resident who offended the city's gay community by hanging a banner criticizing homosexuality in front of his house, filed Friday to run for Miami Beach mayor in November.
William Charles Smatt, 76, told The Miami Herald earlier this week he is running on an anti-corruption platform.
''I am going to clean up the garbage. I'm going to bring in the state attorney to investigate what is going on down there at City Hall,'' he said.
He refused to say what he wanted authorities to look into.
Smatt joins a growing field of mayoral candidates: Commissioners Matti Bower and Simon Cruz and resident Raphael Herman are also in the Nov. 6 race.
Smatt offended his neighbors last week when he posted a banner that read: ''God created Adam + Eve, NOT Adam + Steve'' in front of his home at 4760 Alton Rd.
City workers issued five code violations, including one for displaying an election banner at a residence, on June 29. Smatt said he will appeal the citations.
Smatt denied he is homophobic but said he does not like it when gay people show affection in public.
His explanation is unconvincing to gay rights leaders.
''We call on every elected official of the city of Miami Beach and local community leaders to loudly denounce this type of divisive bigotry. Only by speaking out will Miami Beach leaders effectively combat such anti-gay hostility,'' said Brian Winfield, communications director of Equality Florida.
In 1998, Smatt offended his neighbors in the Belle Meade neighborhood of Miami when he hung an anti-gay banner on his front fence. It read: ``Belle Meade, City of Sodom and Gomorrah. Vengeance is Mine Sayeth the Lord.''
Two gay candidates are running for Miami Beach office in November: City Commissioner Michael Góngora, who is running to keep his seat, and Frank Kruszewski, who wants to replace Bower, who is term-limited.
If elected mayor, Smatt promised to abolish property and school taxes for Miami Beach residents who own property and are registered to vote. He also wants to increase salaries for police officers and firefighters by 100 percent, despite state-imposed budget cuts that would make the city of Miami Beach operate close to its $237 million budget and trim another $13 million to $14 million next year.
And, if the Miami Heart Institute were to be rezoned, Smatt said he wants to see a university inhabit the property.
Critics of Smatt have dismissed him as a lunatic. They point to his sayings that he is a ''messenger of God'' and the comparisons he has made of himself to the biblical Moses.
Smatt said he intends to make religion an issue in his campaign. Still, on Friday, he signed the city's mandatory ethics declaration, which states, 'I shall not make my opponents' race, religion, national origin, gender, physical disability or sexual orientation an issue in my campaign.''
A 17-year-old man who brutally beat a transsexual, 39, after discovering during sex that she had a penis was convicted of aggravated battery in Palm Beach County Juvenile Court, but not of a hate crime, the Miami Herald reported. Names of victim and perpetrator are being withheld.
WHOLE ARTICLE: GAYCITYNEWS
And how about this psycho from Florida who is running for Miami Beach mayor on an anti-gay ticket? If I'm not mistaken, the current mayor of Miami Beach is gay and is anxious to promote tourism, since many of the fags are now turning to Miami to party--not the snotty beach--and moving to Fort Lauderdale. Ya might wanna realize that party capitols have LESS STRICT atmospheres and MORE REASONABLE POLICE OFFICERS!
FROM THE MIAMI HERALD:
Anti-gay banner hanger runs for Beach mayor
BY TANIA VALDEMORO
A Miami Beach resident who offended the city's gay community by hanging a banner criticizing homosexuality in front of his house, filed Friday to run for Miami Beach mayor in November.
William Charles Smatt, 76, told The Miami Herald earlier this week he is running on an anti-corruption platform.
''I am going to clean up the garbage. I'm going to bring in the state attorney to investigate what is going on down there at City Hall,'' he said.
He refused to say what he wanted authorities to look into.
Smatt joins a growing field of mayoral candidates: Commissioners Matti Bower and Simon Cruz and resident Raphael Herman are also in the Nov. 6 race.
Smatt offended his neighbors last week when he posted a banner that read: ''God created Adam + Eve, NOT Adam + Steve'' in front of his home at 4760 Alton Rd.
City workers issued five code violations, including one for displaying an election banner at a residence, on June 29. Smatt said he will appeal the citations.
Smatt denied he is homophobic but said he does not like it when gay people show affection in public.
His explanation is unconvincing to gay rights leaders.
''We call on every elected official of the city of Miami Beach and local community leaders to loudly denounce this type of divisive bigotry. Only by speaking out will Miami Beach leaders effectively combat such anti-gay hostility,'' said Brian Winfield, communications director of Equality Florida.
In 1998, Smatt offended his neighbors in the Belle Meade neighborhood of Miami when he hung an anti-gay banner on his front fence. It read: ``Belle Meade, City of Sodom and Gomorrah. Vengeance is Mine Sayeth the Lord.''
Two gay candidates are running for Miami Beach office in November: City Commissioner Michael Góngora, who is running to keep his seat, and Frank Kruszewski, who wants to replace Bower, who is term-limited.
If elected mayor, Smatt promised to abolish property and school taxes for Miami Beach residents who own property and are registered to vote. He also wants to increase salaries for police officers and firefighters by 100 percent, despite state-imposed budget cuts that would make the city of Miami Beach operate close to its $237 million budget and trim another $13 million to $14 million next year.
And, if the Miami Heart Institute were to be rezoned, Smatt said he wants to see a university inhabit the property.
Critics of Smatt have dismissed him as a lunatic. They point to his sayings that he is a ''messenger of God'' and the comparisons he has made of himself to the biblical Moses.
Smatt said he intends to make religion an issue in his campaign. Still, on Friday, he signed the city's mandatory ethics declaration, which states, 'I shall not make my opponents' race, religion, national origin, gender, physical disability or sexual orientation an issue in my campaign.''
ASHFORD AND SIMPSON SING THE BOSS
The 1982 live 7 minute version of the hit they wrote for Miss Ross. Great entertainers, and Imwon't even mention Nick'd fringed albatross costume!
AMY WINO!
AMY WINEHOUSE has some explaining to do.

The Camden Caner disappointed thousands of fans by pulling out of her sell-out Summer Pops gig in Liverpool on Wednesday night, claiming she was “exhausted”.
But I can reveal the singer was actually propping up the bar at her London local The Hawley Arms when she was supposed to be entertaining paying fans.
Eagle-eyed Bizarre reader and Hawley regular Amber Locke sent me a snap of Amy with husband Blake Fielder-Civil at the puband ordering an ale at 8.45pm.
I can also tell you Amy spent the entire day in the same boozer 24 hours earlier on another marathon booze session. No wonder she’s knackered.
MORE: THESUN
Well, at least she sings about what she knows!

The Camden Caner disappointed thousands of fans by pulling out of her sell-out Summer Pops gig in Liverpool on Wednesday night, claiming she was “exhausted”.
But I can reveal the singer was actually propping up the bar at her London local The Hawley Arms when she was supposed to be entertaining paying fans.
Eagle-eyed Bizarre reader and Hawley regular Amber Locke sent me a snap of Amy with husband Blake Fielder-Civil at the puband ordering an ale at 8.45pm.
I can also tell you Amy spent the entire day in the same boozer 24 hours earlier on another marathon booze session. No wonder she’s knackered.
MORE: THESUN
Well, at least she sings about what she knows!
WELL, AT LEAST SHE'S SINCERE ABOUT THE BABY SHE STOLE!
"Green" Means Money, Not Environmentalism to Madonna
Madonna had better clean up her business before she starts cleaning up the world.
The Material Mom is the headliner at tomorrow night's Live Earth show from London's Wembley Stadium. But guess what? For her, the word green means money, not the environment.
Madonna, who seems to be on top of all her many business endeavors, has actually invested about $2.7 million dollars in companies that are creating the destruction that Live Earth is trying to raise awareness about. She has invested in several companies named as the biggest corporate polluters in the world.
It's a cruel irony that Madonna's Ray of Light Foundation owns blocks of shares in companies that folks like Al Gore and Leonardo DiCaprio would like to see punished and rehabilitated for their attitudes toward global warming, climate control and basic pollution.
READ THE REST: FOXNEWS
(Yes, I'll even turn to Fox News to slam her!)
Madonna had better clean up her business before she starts cleaning up the world.
The Material Mom is the headliner at tomorrow night's Live Earth show from London's Wembley Stadium. But guess what? For her, the word green means money, not the environment.
Madonna, who seems to be on top of all her many business endeavors, has actually invested about $2.7 million dollars in companies that are creating the destruction that Live Earth is trying to raise awareness about. She has invested in several companies named as the biggest corporate polluters in the world.
It's a cruel irony that Madonna's Ray of Light Foundation owns blocks of shares in companies that folks like Al Gore and Leonardo DiCaprio would like to see punished and rehabilitated for their attitudes toward global warming, climate control and basic pollution.
READ THE REST: FOXNEWS
(Yes, I'll even turn to Fox News to slam her!)
YOU CAN TAKE THE GIRL OUTTA THE SOUTH, BUT...
Beyonce was spotted Sunday afternoon shopping barefoot at New York’s Bergdorf Goodman. "She was shopping for shorts with two guys," a witness tells the New York Post. "I don't know why she didn't have shoes on. She wasn't shopping for shoes."
EURWEB
EURWEB
July 06, 2007
MOLOKO'S ROISIN MURPHY
I enjoyed this article on Roisin's style. This creature's voice is heavenly and SING IT BACK is one of my fav's! And amidst all of these manufactured divas, I give props to a diva who has her own sense of style.

Roisin Murphy is not a conservative dresser. In the video for her new single, Overpowered, the Irish-born singer is clad in what looks like a black and white chequered Lilo, by the bonkers designer Gareth Pugh. The video opens with her on stage, lapping up the applause, before following her out of the theatre, into a chip shop, on to a bus, and home to a suburban semi – all the while waddling in her inflatable haute couture.
Few musicians since Madonna have been as defined by their garb as the wry, playful Murphy. As a child, she collected 1960s clothes, inspired by her mother, an antique dealer. When the family moved from Dublin to Manchester, she fended off bullies with verbal dexterity and an intimidating line in postGoth black. Then she moved to Sheffield, where she introduced herself to the producer Mark Brydon with the priceless gambit: “Do you like my tight sweater?”
Their romantic and musical relationship – as the quirky dance-pop duo Moloko – lasted eight years and garnered the huge crossover club hit Sing it Back (featured on more than 100 compilations) and four albums. The first was named after Murphy’s sartorial chat-up line; the second, I am not a Doctor, featured her on its cover in a suit of armour, milking a cow on a Swiss alp. She was last seen clad in mechanical insect limbs for the video for Sow into You, from her debut solo album, Ruby Blue. Kanye West called up her production company, wanting to know who had styled it. Murphy’s reply? “ I styled my video, honey bunny!”
WHOLE ARTICLE: TIMESONLINE

Roisin Murphy is not a conservative dresser. In the video for her new single, Overpowered, the Irish-born singer is clad in what looks like a black and white chequered Lilo, by the bonkers designer Gareth Pugh. The video opens with her on stage, lapping up the applause, before following her out of the theatre, into a chip shop, on to a bus, and home to a suburban semi – all the while waddling in her inflatable haute couture.
Few musicians since Madonna have been as defined by their garb as the wry, playful Murphy. As a child, she collected 1960s clothes, inspired by her mother, an antique dealer. When the family moved from Dublin to Manchester, she fended off bullies with verbal dexterity and an intimidating line in postGoth black. Then she moved to Sheffield, where she introduced herself to the producer Mark Brydon with the priceless gambit: “Do you like my tight sweater?”
Their romantic and musical relationship – as the quirky dance-pop duo Moloko – lasted eight years and garnered the huge crossover club hit Sing it Back (featured on more than 100 compilations) and four albums. The first was named after Murphy’s sartorial chat-up line; the second, I am not a Doctor, featured her on its cover in a suit of armour, milking a cow on a Swiss alp. She was last seen clad in mechanical insect limbs for the video for Sow into You, from her debut solo album, Ruby Blue. Kanye West called up her production company, wanting to know who had styled it. Murphy’s reply? “ I styled my video, honey bunny!”
WHOLE ARTICLE: TIMESONLINE
MARK TUSK'S PHOTO GALLERY
NYC bon vivant Mark Tusk snaps a mean pic, and recently got great shots like these two from Coney Island's Mermaid Parade (The last before the beach closes for a 5 year renovation, I'm told?) and Gay Pride NYC. Here's two of my fav's.


TOMORROW'S NEW TODAY
Humor piece from Avant News. An excerpt:
PRESIDENT BUSH NABBED IN EFFORT TO ALTER OWN WIKIPEDIA ENTRY

Jarvis229 said he first got wind of a "legacy cleansing attack", as efforts by politicians to rewrite history via Wikipedia are commonly known, when he noticed the number of soldiers listed as killed in Iraq drop from 5,339 to 11.
"That struck me as inaccurate almost right away," he said.
Jarvis229 kept an eye on the page as an anonymous visitor proceeded to make a number of additional changes and "corrections", altering many of the descriptions of Bush's abilities and activities as president to more flattering terms, and expunging many of the more catastrophic gaffes.
"It was a little sad to watch," Jarvis229 said. "Suddenly a line appeared that read, and I quote, 'President George W. Bush who is a uniter not a divider spent his whole presidency trying hard to work together with the Democrat [sic] party, but they were real stubborn and counterproduction [sic]'.
PRESIDENT BUSH NABBED IN EFFORT TO ALTER OWN WIKIPEDIA ENTRY

Jarvis229 said he first got wind of a "legacy cleansing attack", as efforts by politicians to rewrite history via Wikipedia are commonly known, when he noticed the number of soldiers listed as killed in Iraq drop from 5,339 to 11.
"That struck me as inaccurate almost right away," he said.
Jarvis229 kept an eye on the page as an anonymous visitor proceeded to make a number of additional changes and "corrections", altering many of the descriptions of Bush's abilities and activities as president to more flattering terms, and expunging many of the more catastrophic gaffes.
"It was a little sad to watch," Jarvis229 said. "Suddenly a line appeared that read, and I quote, 'President George W. Bush who is a uniter not a divider spent his whole presidency trying hard to work together with the Democrat [sic] party, but they were real stubborn and counterproduction [sic]'.
GRACE JONES ALBUM COMPLETED!
From Wikipedia:
Producer Ivor Guest has confirmed that Grace has completed recording her new album, due out in 2007.[5] Nick Hooker has directed the first video from the upcoming album.[6] Other participants on the new album are Sly and Robbie, Brian Eno, Wally Badarou, Tricky, Uzziah 'Sticky' Thompson, Mikey 'Mao' Chung, Barry Reynolds, John Justin, Martin Slattery, Philip Sheppard, Paulo Goude, Robert Logan, Don-E and Tony Allen, with recording engineering duties by Cameron 'Engine' Craig.
In April 2007, Version2 listed "Corporate Cannibal" as the new video directed by Nick Hooker for Grace Jones.
On June 22, 2007, Jones performed in Copenhagen at Tivoli Gardens theme park. Tivoli's website mentioned the title of her new album as "Corporate Cannibal". However, a release date has not been set.
Producer Ivor Guest has confirmed that Grace has completed recording her new album, due out in 2007.[5] Nick Hooker has directed the first video from the upcoming album.[6] Other participants on the new album are Sly and Robbie, Brian Eno, Wally Badarou, Tricky, Uzziah 'Sticky' Thompson, Mikey 'Mao' Chung, Barry Reynolds, John Justin, Martin Slattery, Philip Sheppard, Paulo Goude, Robert Logan, Don-E and Tony Allen, with recording engineering duties by Cameron 'Engine' Craig.
In April 2007, Version2 listed "Corporate Cannibal" as the new video directed by Nick Hooker for Grace Jones.
On June 22, 2007, Jones performed in Copenhagen at Tivoli Gardens theme park. Tivoli's website mentioned the title of her new album as "Corporate Cannibal". However, a release date has not been set.
SICKO
SEE THIS MOVIE NOW! I LOVED IT! 3 SNAPS UP!

It was #2 at the box office last weekend and I pray it's #1 this weekend. Forget buzz, I hear an Oscar ROAR in the distance! Unlike his Bush-bashing Farenheit 9/11, the national frustration with health care crosses party lines and Moore's treatment of what could be a dull list of facts is transormed into an entertaining expose with humor, a few tears, a ton of information and valuable comparisons between our health "care" system vs those of other countries, including even Cuba. We lose in comparison to each country, and we've dropped on the list of health care quality to 37, right above Slovenia. (A cameo from Sascha Baron Cohen as a Slovenian quack would have been heaven!) And as wronged as one feels hearing the horror stories of doctors who are given bonuses by denying insurance valid claims, Moore doesn't just gripe. He clearly demonstrates that in fact, we're the only country in the developed West WITHOUT some form of socialized medicine. So it leaves the audience with a feeling of hope--and a burst of entusiastic applause at the screening I attended. One pivotal moment came from an interview with an english MP, who when asked how the UK's National Health Care System came about, said (paraphrasing) "If we have the means with which to go out and kill people, surely we should have the means to care for our sick." Can I get an amen? And can someone please show this to W and the goons at the Pentagon?
One point that it is touched on but not driven home is that you can't have free health care and college education without much higher taxes. But after hearing several cases of folks with insurance whose claims are denied on insane technicalities, I think I'd rather pay higher taxes than shell out astronomical insurance fees each month and still have the insurance companies reject your claims. And I'd pay extra taxes for free college education, if you qualify. Ah hah! An incentive not to be stupid! This would send Paris Hilton, Britney Spears and "professional" wrestling lobbyists to fight for their careers if this nation had a fucking clue anymore. And the fantastic point is made that if the government keeps us stupid and poor, we are much easier to govern. How are you going to protest the 2003 bill which Bush signed into law which gives drug companies the right to charge whatever they wish IF YOU AREN'T AWARE OF IT? OR EVEN AWARE OF WHAT A BILL IS? Can you easily run out in the streets to join a protest if you several mouths to feed an can't afford a baby sitter? Can you write a blog slamming the Bush administration if you are working 3 jobs? Can you donate to a political party or hell, even Greenpeace, if you can't pay off your student loan or your damn job's been outsourced? (This has morphed into my own soapbox now, but it's not too different from Moore's.)
The president has the lowest approval rating of any in history and so does this bloody war which we're losing. Why aren't we out in the streets shrieking to take back our government from a corrupt puppet of corporate greed? I marvel at the insanity of this notion of a "surge". In other words, everyone is sick of the war, but we'll fund a "surge"--which means nothing but continuing the war! Just slap a new name on it and we'll buy that newly lip-sticked pig. Speaking of which, it's time for me to get in drag for one of my 3 jobs that I need to pay for my good-for-nothing health insurance with HIP, a company so bottom of the barrel that few doctors are even in their blasted network and a few receptionists have even smirked when I mention it!
SEE THIS MOVIE NOW! LET MOVIE STUDIOS KNOW THAT THEY ARE RIGHT TO INVEST IN MOVIES WHICH TELL THE TRUTH TO OFFSET THE PROPAGANDA WHICH PASSES AS NEWS! A GLOBAL WARMING FLICK (THE 11TH HOUR) PRESENTED BY LEONARDO DICAPRIO IS ON IT'S WAY AS WELL. SICKO IS NOT THE FEEL-GOOD MOVIE OF THE YEAR, BUT YOU'LL FEEL FUCKING MAGNIFICENT IF IT STIRS YOU TO SOME SORT OF ACTION WHICH MIGHT CURE OUR AILING HEALTH CARE SYSTEM. BEFORE YOU START TO AILING YOURSELF AND YOUR CRAP INSURANCE COMPANY REFUSES TO PAY FOR YOUR EXPENSES.
PS: For what it's worth, CNN checked out Moore's facts and figures and they on the money.

It was #2 at the box office last weekend and I pray it's #1 this weekend. Forget buzz, I hear an Oscar ROAR in the distance! Unlike his Bush-bashing Farenheit 9/11, the national frustration with health care crosses party lines and Moore's treatment of what could be a dull list of facts is transormed into an entertaining expose with humor, a few tears, a ton of information and valuable comparisons between our health "care" system vs those of other countries, including even Cuba. We lose in comparison to each country, and we've dropped on the list of health care quality to 37, right above Slovenia. (A cameo from Sascha Baron Cohen as a Slovenian quack would have been heaven!) And as wronged as one feels hearing the horror stories of doctors who are given bonuses by denying insurance valid claims, Moore doesn't just gripe. He clearly demonstrates that in fact, we're the only country in the developed West WITHOUT some form of socialized medicine. So it leaves the audience with a feeling of hope--and a burst of entusiastic applause at the screening I attended. One pivotal moment came from an interview with an english MP, who when asked how the UK's National Health Care System came about, said (paraphrasing) "If we have the means with which to go out and kill people, surely we should have the means to care for our sick." Can I get an amen? And can someone please show this to W and the goons at the Pentagon?
One point that it is touched on but not driven home is that you can't have free health care and college education without much higher taxes. But after hearing several cases of folks with insurance whose claims are denied on insane technicalities, I think I'd rather pay higher taxes than shell out astronomical insurance fees each month and still have the insurance companies reject your claims. And I'd pay extra taxes for free college education, if you qualify. Ah hah! An incentive not to be stupid! This would send Paris Hilton, Britney Spears and "professional" wrestling lobbyists to fight for their careers if this nation had a fucking clue anymore. And the fantastic point is made that if the government keeps us stupid and poor, we are much easier to govern. How are you going to protest the 2003 bill which Bush signed into law which gives drug companies the right to charge whatever they wish IF YOU AREN'T AWARE OF IT? OR EVEN AWARE OF WHAT A BILL IS? Can you easily run out in the streets to join a protest if you several mouths to feed an can't afford a baby sitter? Can you write a blog slamming the Bush administration if you are working 3 jobs? Can you donate to a political party or hell, even Greenpeace, if you can't pay off your student loan or your damn job's been outsourced? (This has morphed into my own soapbox now, but it's not too different from Moore's.)
The president has the lowest approval rating of any in history and so does this bloody war which we're losing. Why aren't we out in the streets shrieking to take back our government from a corrupt puppet of corporate greed? I marvel at the insanity of this notion of a "surge". In other words, everyone is sick of the war, but we'll fund a "surge"--which means nothing but continuing the war! Just slap a new name on it and we'll buy that newly lip-sticked pig. Speaking of which, it's time for me to get in drag for one of my 3 jobs that I need to pay for my good-for-nothing health insurance with HIP, a company so bottom of the barrel that few doctors are even in their blasted network and a few receptionists have even smirked when I mention it!
SEE THIS MOVIE NOW! LET MOVIE STUDIOS KNOW THAT THEY ARE RIGHT TO INVEST IN MOVIES WHICH TELL THE TRUTH TO OFFSET THE PROPAGANDA WHICH PASSES AS NEWS! A GLOBAL WARMING FLICK (THE 11TH HOUR) PRESENTED BY LEONARDO DICAPRIO IS ON IT'S WAY AS WELL. SICKO IS NOT THE FEEL-GOOD MOVIE OF THE YEAR, BUT YOU'LL FEEL FUCKING MAGNIFICENT IF IT STIRS YOU TO SOME SORT OF ACTION WHICH MIGHT CURE OUR AILING HEALTH CARE SYSTEM. BEFORE YOU START TO AILING YOURSELF AND YOUR CRAP INSURANCE COMPANY REFUSES TO PAY FOR YOUR EXPENSES.
PS: For what it's worth, CNN checked out Moore's facts and figures and they on the money.
ST. CHRISTINA THE ASTONISHING

The patron saint of lunacy! Check out her bio from DONE LETHAL. An excerpt:
She exhibited both unusual traits and abilities. For example, she could not stand the odor of other people because she could smell the sin in them, and would climb trees or buildings, hide in ovens or cupboards, or simply levitate to avoid contact.
July 05, 2007
SNL NATIONAL ANTHEM SPOOF
Hilarious!
Then I started watching the other celebs singing the song at various games. Mariah and Whitney were pre recorded, but Whitney is a drag queen so she gives a better lipsynch than the less expressive Mariah. Beyonce sounded better than I'd imagined, Jo-Jo should have been pre-recorded and is the perfect example of the kind of riffing I hate where they try to hit every note on the scale within every note. I didn't watch Christina's version since this is her trademark, but at least she does it better than Jo-Jo. Fantasia's version does not seem to be pre-recorded and I think she says"lamparts" instead of "ramparts" and "led" glare instead of "red", but honey, she makes you fee every note in that worn out tune from 1814, which, though short, is a really hard one to sing.
Then I started watching the other celebs singing the song at various games. Mariah and Whitney were pre recorded, but Whitney is a drag queen so she gives a better lipsynch than the less expressive Mariah. Beyonce sounded better than I'd imagined, Jo-Jo should have been pre-recorded and is the perfect example of the kind of riffing I hate where they try to hit every note on the scale within every note. I didn't watch Christina's version since this is her trademark, but at least she does it better than Jo-Jo. Fantasia's version does not seem to be pre-recorded and I think she says"lamparts" instead of "ramparts" and "led" glare instead of "red", but honey, she makes you fee every note in that worn out tune from 1814, which, though short, is a really hard one to sing.
THINK YOU'RE SPECIAL?
Via Huffpo
Blame It on Mr. Rogers: Why Young Adults Feel So Entitled
Don Chance, a finance professor at Louisiana State University, says it dawned on him last spring. The semester was ending, and as usual, students were making a pilgrimage to his office, asking for the extra points needed to lift their grades to A's.

"They felt so entitled," he recalls, "and it just hit me. We can blame Mr. Rogers."
Fred Rogers, the late TV icon, told several generations of children that they were "special" just for being whoever they were. He meant well, and he was a sterling role model in many ways. But what often got lost in his self-esteem-building patter was the idea that being special comes from working hard and having high expectations for yourself.
WHOLE ARTICLE: WSJ.COM
Blame It on Mr. Rogers: Why Young Adults Feel So Entitled
Don Chance, a finance professor at Louisiana State University, says it dawned on him last spring. The semester was ending, and as usual, students were making a pilgrimage to his office, asking for the extra points needed to lift their grades to A's.

"They felt so entitled," he recalls, "and it just hit me. We can blame Mr. Rogers."
Fred Rogers, the late TV icon, told several generations of children that they were "special" just for being whoever they were. He meant well, and he was a sterling role model in many ways. But what often got lost in his self-esteem-building patter was the idea that being special comes from working hard and having high expectations for yourself.
WHOLE ARTICLE: WSJ.COM
PU PU PLATTER AT THEIR BEST/WORST
The demented NYC comedy troupe has a new youtube video called THE DANCE. It kinda loses me towards the end when the pink bubbles censor dildoes which they wear when performing this live and enact a sort of cross sex change. Truly rotten!
KUNG-FU SEX
Featuring the Invicible Wheel! Of course, this is a silly movie, but as far as the wheel goes, a freien of a friend was recently touring China and was given a special gentlemen's pass to a secret brothel. Once amitte, he was able to choose between a dozen identically-kimono-ed ladies. His selection followed him into his room, undid he rkimpno, and threw the sashes up through a couple of hooks in the ceiling. Then she hoisted herself up, spun around and then lowered her mouth onto his cock and let the twisted sashes unwind for the blow job of his life.
July 04, 2007
HAPPY FOURTH!

Wanna wave a stupid flag and grill burgers or listen to a stinging critique of how low we've sunk under the Bush regime? This video is 10 minutes long, but Keith Olbermann, bless his truth-telling heart, nails it in his call for Bush's and Cheney's impeachmment. If you care enough to wave a flag, you should care enough to hear this in it's entirety.
July 03, 2007
DRUIDS OBJECT TO LONG MAN'S "SEX CHANGE"
In case you haven't noticed, I've recently discovered Google news alerts. Nut that I am, my alerts are set to Patti Labelle, Grace Jones, Charo, Carol Channing, sex change, and of course, myself! This one came up for sex change, when an ancient wall carving was given a gender reassignment by adding breasts, pigtails, and slimmer hips. Duh? Slimmer hips for a feminine figure. Not clear on that one. Wouldn't a women generally have wider hips?

Members of the Pagan community have been protesting over the use of the Long Man of Wilmington in a TV stunt for a new Trinny and Susannah show.
The ancient hill carving, on the Sussex Downs to the north of Eastbourne, is considered "sacred" by the Council of British Druid Orders (CoBDO).
MORE: BBC

Members of the Pagan community have been protesting over the use of the Long Man of Wilmington in a TV stunt for a new Trinny and Susannah show.
The ancient hill carving, on the Sussex Downs to the north of Eastbourne, is considered "sacred" by the Council of British Druid Orders (CoBDO).
MORE: BBC
TWINN TM DOLLS

How perfect for the me generation--dolls made to look like themselves, the only people they care about! "Artisans" craft your Twinn TM likeness and you can even send them in for a makeover for only $35, which includes:
Wash & restyle hair
Re-paint lips, cheeks and freckles
Clean arms, legs & face
Replace eyelashes
Hell, I wouldn't mind one of those for $35! Too bad they don't have a NYC location.

Now imagine that made a boo boo on your widdle arm--now your doll can too! Misery loves company, and you too can play with matching casts. The Doll Hospital even treats more serious disorders...

I realize that I'm a little past the doll age, but does this seem odd to anyone else? I know I have a lot of pre-school readers. Imagine the despair if someone asks a child, "Where on earth did you get that hideous doll?" "Boo hoo hoo! I had it made to look just like me!". Or what if a child is so unattractive that the artisans can't craft all of her deformities? Sorry, but we don't carry facial birthmarks or hunchback at MYTWINN.COM.
TB OR NOT TB?

I actually took a photo of my TV during Larry King's hour-long interview with the TB victim, Andrew Speaker, who flew to Paris despite health risks to his fellow passengers. I still don't understand why Speaker and his dad recorded their consultation with the doctors, but perhaps they sensed that this would become a national headline for a week. I sensed that there was some heavy spin going on and that the image of the guy being interviewed with his wife in a mask was completely ludicrous. (I guess there were no missing dead white women that week to satisfy our hunger for tabloid headlines and distract us from the true horrors which are going down thanks to our elected officials.) If he's that fucking infectious, why wear the mask? Why not just stay away from him if his condition was so serious? And I realize that TB germs are largely (but not completely airborne) so a mask might reduce transmission, but they are holding hands! I wouldn't be surprised if CNN requested that the wife wear a mask to enhance the fear factor.
Today, we learn that Andrew actually has a much less severe case of tuberculosis and it's a variety which IS treatable. A Denver hospital used a different diagnosis technique--Andrew's type of TB can be treated with Cipro. The anthrax remedy. (Hmmm. Anthrax...There's an idea--maybe CNN should mail some anthrax out and get a breaking news exclusive when it arrives.) So in other words, the whole thing was a silly sham aimed at alarming viewers to keep them tuning in for this latest "crisis". CNN actually tried to begin it's weather forecasts with "YOUR HURRICANE HEADQUARTERS" for a few days when a small storm was brewing. But no hurricanes ended up developing, so they stopped trying to scare up ratings using that old trick. I'll bet they were already having Anderson Cooper fitted for some cute new ratings-grabbing rain gear.
I know I'm sounding very L'il Miss Conspiracy Theory today--and right before July 4th, too!--but I'm just sick of being had by the "news" media.
GRACE AT WIMBLEDON
In a neon pink cast!
From the Independent:
As news of Soderling's resistance spread in the mysterious fashion that news does at Wimbledon, what empty seats there were began to be filled. The most noticeable of the newcomers, by quite a long way it has to be said, was the singer Grace Jones, still celebrated in many quarters for slapping chat show host Russell Harty in the '80s.
In her net cowl, black peaked cap with gold workings and large, mysterious sunglasses she cut her usual unobtrusive figure. Her right arm was in a black net sling, cast in neon pink plaster from who knows what altercation. After a hyperactive period in which she talked animatedly with her male companion she settled down and joined in the general swivelling movement - slave to the rhythm.
GRACE IN WHITE FACE WITH KEITH HARING IN 1984.
From the Independent:
As news of Soderling's resistance spread in the mysterious fashion that news does at Wimbledon, what empty seats there were began to be filled. The most noticeable of the newcomers, by quite a long way it has to be said, was the singer Grace Jones, still celebrated in many quarters for slapping chat show host Russell Harty in the '80s.
In her net cowl, black peaked cap with gold workings and large, mysterious sunglasses she cut her usual unobtrusive figure. Her right arm was in a black net sling, cast in neon pink plaster from who knows what altercation. After a hyperactive period in which she talked animatedly with her male companion she settled down and joined in the general swivelling movement - slave to the rhythm.
GRACE IN WHITE FACE WITH KEITH HARING IN 1984.
DECORATING YOUR FRIDGE WILL MAKE YOU DANCE!

If you used Westinghouse Match Your Mood refrigerator contact paper as seen in the 1968 ad, that is. A seven minute ad! The video is a little long, but then again, there are so many moods to match!
COMPLETE BS
I'm so sick of the news reporting on the US military's daring rescue missions. There was a helicopter rescue today, and a highly publicized rescue attempt a few weeks ago when 4 soldiers went missing. Today, after a report from Barbara Starr, CNN's Pentagon correspondent, the anchor commented on how extraordinary the lenghts that the military goes to protect it's own. "That's what they do", Barbara chimed in proudly after the disgustingly cheery, frog-faced Tony Roberts expressed his amazement over how thorough the rescue efforts are. As if we need a Pentagon correspondent who is a cheerleader for the war machine!
I wouldn't be surprised if they cooked up the dramatic rescues just to put a friendly face on the failing surge. But if they really cared so much about the soldiers, why not give them proper body armor? Or send them to Iraq with a plan unlike the current one, which ignored warnings of civil war? Or not increasing the lengths of the soldiers' tours of duty and decreasing their time off between deployments? Or just not flying them around the world for them to die for nothing but greed for oil in the first fucking place?
I wouldn't be surprised if they cooked up the dramatic rescues just to put a friendly face on the failing surge. But if they really cared so much about the soldiers, why not give them proper body armor? Or send them to Iraq with a plan unlike the current one, which ignored warnings of civil war? Or not increasing the lengths of the soldiers' tours of duty and decreasing their time off between deployments? Or just not flying them around the world for them to die for nothing but greed for oil in the first fucking place?
SCOOTER QUOTE OF THE DAY
From Gawker:
A man who ended the career of a C.I.A. agent in an attempt to forestall criticism of manipulated and outright false intelligence designed to lead this country into a war it did not need to fight, and then lied about it, will spend less time in prison than Paris Hilton.
Joe Biden is urging everyone to contact the White House to express outrage over Libby's pardon. If you are so inclined, here's the info:
Phone: 202-456-1111
Email: comments@whitehouse.gov
A man who ended the career of a C.I.A. agent in an attempt to forestall criticism of manipulated and outright false intelligence designed to lead this country into a war it did not need to fight, and then lied about it, will spend less time in prison than Paris Hilton.
Joe Biden is urging everyone to contact the White House to express outrage over Libby's pardon. If you are so inclined, here's the info:
Phone: 202-456-1111
Email: comments@whitehouse.gov
CHRISTIANS IRKED BY GUM AD

Apparently, a new Wrigley ad is seen to be promoting lesbianism.
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July 01, 2007
SATURDAY NIGHT IN NYC
I went with Lypsinka and Xavier to see Morrissey sing at Madison Square Garden tonight. Unfortunately, he cancelled, but that gave us an excus to sit at SOY LUCK CLUB on Greenwich Avenue and swill their delicious sugar-free soya frost shakes. I love the smoothies at Jamba Juice, but I recently read that a medium (or large--I can't recall--smoothie from Jamba contains as much sugar as a dozen doughnuts! No wonder I like them so well. From now on, I'm going to cut back and only have 1/2 a dozen doughnuts with my Jambas. Anyhoo, who should pass but B'way singer Billy Porter, who I've never really gotten to hang with. I'm now so sorry that I missed his run at Joe's Pub--he is a scream and can sing his ass off.
BILLY PORTER PICTURED SANGIN' ON OPRAH

Speaking of B'way, we also bumped into an acquaintance of Lyp's named Sondra Lee. I noticed her great look from behind and Lyp recognized her. She was in the original production of HELLO DOLLY with Carol Channing, and played Tiger Lily in the Mary Martin-starring version of PETER PAN before that. She had a fantastic knowing New York vibe and it was delightful to chat with her for a bit.
SONDRA LEE WITH CAROL CHANNING IMPERSONATOR RICHARD SKIPPER

Being the theater buff she is, Lyp had a few tales about Sondra. Apparently, she was so fantastically talented that a competitive Mary Martin cut her 3 musical numbers down to one. And when Sondra was flown to London as a dancer for an Ethel Merman TV special, Ethel asked her upon arrival "Aren't you that girl who appeared with Mary Martin?" Answering in the affirmative, Ethel snapped "You're fired!" and she was paid and shipped back to the states. She must really have had something to have even threatened the powerhouse Merman--and still does, since I noticed her presence just passing her on the street.
This is my favorite time in NYC. I have never understood the summer trips to the Hamptons or Fire Island. I can't afford a vacation home, so it isn't even an option for me. But it takes 3 hours to get to both spots--I could be in Miami in that time, sampling a different culture and seeing different people. Who wants to go on holiday with a bunch of New Yorkers? I guess if the weather is soup-y NYC can be vile, but that wasn't the case last night.
You have to love a bleached blonde slut in heels seated on three cases of brewski on a street corner.!

And though there's been a drug clean-up in effect since Giuliani's reign of error, at least you can still buy a bong on the street corner, including a gas mask with a bowl for weed!

Then it was off to work at LA ESCUELITA, the gay latin club. To my surprise, no other drag queens except Angel Sheridan were performing last night. And hanging out with those trannys is my favorite part of the job--Angela Carrera, Daesha, Harmonica Sunbeam, Viki Lace and Barbie Crawford, The Dominican Barbie. One of the girls has a kid from before she was transitioning! My dad, the showgirl! Fascinating!
Well, there was a new Dominican Barbie working last night, a bona fide Dominican pop star from the Bronx named Anais in the house to sing her hits. What a fun fag hag! She had three tres gay assistants fiddling with her hair and outfit, meticulously brushing on glitter and readying her costume change into a leopard mini. One told her of her black sequin mini, "If you were a real faggot bitch, you would have put rhinestones on it!" Her body was serving the buffalo booty common among latin sex symbols and her lovely face is coming for Rihanna, who I find unbelievably gorgeous.
ANAIS, WHO HAS CHA-CHA QUEENS WORKING OVERTIME ON HER HAIR AND MUG! LOVE THIS HAIR AS SCARF LOOK!

I was so jealous! Imagine the prime meat that a Dominican pop princess commands! I'm surprised the heifer ain't in a wheelchair! I immediately broke the ice by confiding to her in my butchest baritone, "It's so nice to finally be working here with another real woman." All of the queens behind the scene think I'm out of my mind, but I'm the only white girl that they book and I'm fatter--I'm mean flattered. I've even created a special medley based on the r&b parodies which they know. One gorgeous boy doing Anais's make-up told me that I'd squirted milk out of my boobs to the tune of Kelis's MILKSHAKE when he was 18. Hook 'em young, I always say!
In an innocent way which undercuts their thuggish fashions, the young audience, who eats up the show, sits on the floor. I can not wait until Tuesday, The Mr. Escuelita Pageant. I promise to sort out my camera by then. But I warn you, the sights might make you wanna move to NYC. I brushed up against one 6' 2" go-go man last night and his aura was that of a bull--sweaty, nostrils flaring, and smelling like that Drakkar Noir cologne which I find irresistible when a top note of head cheese is added. It's the reason I'll never leave Manhattan! From a missed Morrissey to Sondra Lee to Billy Porter to Anais. Lypsinka and Xavier, NYC's still worth the rent in my book!
BILLY PORTER PICTURED SANGIN' ON OPRAH

Speaking of B'way, we also bumped into an acquaintance of Lyp's named Sondra Lee. I noticed her great look from behind and Lyp recognized her. She was in the original production of HELLO DOLLY with Carol Channing, and played Tiger Lily in the Mary Martin-starring version of PETER PAN before that. She had a fantastic knowing New York vibe and it was delightful to chat with her for a bit.
SONDRA LEE WITH CAROL CHANNING IMPERSONATOR RICHARD SKIPPER

Being the theater buff she is, Lyp had a few tales about Sondra. Apparently, she was so fantastically talented that a competitive Mary Martin cut her 3 musical numbers down to one. And when Sondra was flown to London as a dancer for an Ethel Merman TV special, Ethel asked her upon arrival "Aren't you that girl who appeared with Mary Martin?" Answering in the affirmative, Ethel snapped "You're fired!" and she was paid and shipped back to the states. She must really have had something to have even threatened the powerhouse Merman--and still does, since I noticed her presence just passing her on the street.
This is my favorite time in NYC. I have never understood the summer trips to the Hamptons or Fire Island. I can't afford a vacation home, so it isn't even an option for me. But it takes 3 hours to get to both spots--I could be in Miami in that time, sampling a different culture and seeing different people. Who wants to go on holiday with a bunch of New Yorkers? I guess if the weather is soup-y NYC can be vile, but that wasn't the case last night.
You have to love a bleached blonde slut in heels seated on three cases of brewski on a street corner.!

And though there's been a drug clean-up in effect since Giuliani's reign of error, at least you can still buy a bong on the street corner, including a gas mask with a bowl for weed!

Then it was off to work at LA ESCUELITA, the gay latin club. To my surprise, no other drag queens except Angel Sheridan were performing last night. And hanging out with those trannys is my favorite part of the job--Angela Carrera, Daesha, Harmonica Sunbeam, Viki Lace and Barbie Crawford, The Dominican Barbie. One of the girls has a kid from before she was transitioning! My dad, the showgirl! Fascinating!
Well, there was a new Dominican Barbie working last night, a bona fide Dominican pop star from the Bronx named Anais in the house to sing her hits. What a fun fag hag! She had three tres gay assistants fiddling with her hair and outfit, meticulously brushing on glitter and readying her costume change into a leopard mini. One told her of her black sequin mini, "If you were a real faggot bitch, you would have put rhinestones on it!" Her body was serving the buffalo booty common among latin sex symbols and her lovely face is coming for Rihanna, who I find unbelievably gorgeous.
ANAIS, WHO HAS CHA-CHA QUEENS WORKING OVERTIME ON HER HAIR AND MUG! LOVE THIS HAIR AS SCARF LOOK!

I was so jealous! Imagine the prime meat that a Dominican pop princess commands! I'm surprised the heifer ain't in a wheelchair! I immediately broke the ice by confiding to her in my butchest baritone, "It's so nice to finally be working here with another real woman." All of the queens behind the scene think I'm out of my mind, but I'm the only white girl that they book and I'm fatter--I'm mean flattered. I've even created a special medley based on the r&b parodies which they know. One gorgeous boy doing Anais's make-up told me that I'd squirted milk out of my boobs to the tune of Kelis's MILKSHAKE when he was 18. Hook 'em young, I always say!
In an innocent way which undercuts their thuggish fashions, the young audience, who eats up the show, sits on the floor. I can not wait until Tuesday, The Mr. Escuelita Pageant. I promise to sort out my camera by then. But I warn you, the sights might make you wanna move to NYC. I brushed up against one 6' 2" go-go man last night and his aura was that of a bull--sweaty, nostrils flaring, and smelling like that Drakkar Noir cologne which I find irresistible when a top note of head cheese is added. It's the reason I'll never leave Manhattan! From a missed Morrissey to Sondra Lee to Billy Porter to Anais. Lypsinka and Xavier, NYC's still worth the rent in my book!



































