Tuesday, March 28, 2006

A Message to Sharon Stone

Stop it already. It's just embarassing. Yeah... congratulations for being able to pay people to make you look good. That's just great. But really... all the vamping and pouty lipped innuendo in EVERY interview you do???? Is it really necessary? Are you really so insecure about your next movie that you sell it by telling everyone that, "YES! I will be naked!!!"????
So, like I said... just stop it.

Monday, March 27, 2006

quickie


measuring cups
Originally uploaded by shuboy.
I picked this up yesterday from Sur La Table. It's a set of collabsible measuring cups. BRILLIANT!

Friday, March 17, 2006

I cried when I first saw this in '82... i just cried again.

Thursday, March 16, 2006

Time Off

Well, I've been off all week. Didn't go anywhere... just puttered around the house and did stuff that needed to get done around here. Things like cleaning out my closet, taking about a million and four magazines down to recycling, reorganizing the kitchen cabinets - stuff like that. Nothing terribly glamorous.
The closet cleaning was the toughest of the tasks. I did some serious editing and found myself with a BIG load of things that were no longer taking my breath away. (It's funny... as I was pulling stuff, I easily remembered where each item was purchased. I couldn't necessarily remember when, but I remembered where). Anyhow, I'm left with this big load of stuff. I briefly toyed with the idea of taking it to the resale shop on filmore, but images of standing in front of a 20 year old
alterna-girl with about 3 too many visible piercings as she judges wether my clothes were worthy of resale made that thought fly outta my mind. I hate those girls... their withering looks as they hold up my freakin' Commes des Garcons shirt, wrinkle their nose and refold the shirt and place it on the "no" pile with an insincere smile. No thanks. So I decide I'm gonna be all benefactorly and take my stuff to Good Will on Clement. Sure, just around the corner, drop off the clothes and I'm on my way. So I load up the stuff in Mini (two full suitcases) and head out. 20 minutes later, i'm still trying to find a parking space. Sheesh. Suddenly I'm not feeling so benefactorly. Screw it. I'll go for a manicure.
I head out to Fillmore and wouldn't you know - parking spot RIGHT IN FRONT of the resale place. I still can't talk myself into taking two suitcases full of clothes in so I continue with my plan of getting a manicure. Post mani, i'm walking back to my car and see thtat nobody is in the "selling" area... I could just walk right in... oh what the hell. It's not like I'll ever see the alterna-girl working the counter again. So I grab my stuff and take it in.
40 minutes later, i'm getting into my car with an extra 205 bucks in my wallet. Alterna-girl bought everything. Who wouda' thought?

Thursday, March 09, 2006

Okay. Here goes...

Okay. I admit it. I FREAKIN' ADMIT IT. I am watching, "Barry Manilow, the Music and the Passion" on PBS right now. I will also admit that I AM LOVING IT!!!!! I can feel my "cool" factor quickly fading, but I DON'T CARE. I love Barry Manilow. I have always loved him. From the first time I heard "Mandy" to this very moment. LOVE HIM. I'm singin' along right now. I know EVERY SINGLE WORD OF EVERY SONG on this freakin' show. I'm 'bout this close to jumpin on a plane next week (i'm on vacation) to Vegas and seeing him live at the Hilton (or whatever hotel he's at). Screw "O", screw Celine - it's MANILOW I gotta see. There is NOTHING like a Manilow key change. Just brilliant.
They keep panning out on the audience... buncha' soft, middle aged women with bad haircuts and too much make-up. I wonder how would I fit into that audience? Would I clap along with the rest of the crowd? Would I sing along (like this woman on the screen right now?) Would I get up on my feet and dance? Shakin' my money maker and wavin' my hands in the air like i just don't care? All for Barry?
Yes to all of the above.
Shut up. I would.