Showing posts with label The Wizard of Oz. Show all posts
Showing posts with label The Wizard of Oz. Show all posts

Saturday, June 06, 2026

Why Is It ...

… that we have anger management classes but we don’t have stupidity management classes? You can be dumb but I can’t be angry?

… that you need to know that someone, somewhere, right now, is thinking of you and the impact you’ve made on their life, but it isn’t me cuz I think you’re an effing idiot.

… that people don’t understand that I’m not really a “people person,” I am more of a “one human at a time, by appointment only” kind of person ... “no walk-ins allowed.”

… that when my therapist asked what triggers me and I replied, “Nouns,” she didn’t understand until I added, “People, places and things.”

… that I just learned that the serving size for chips is ten; hell, I eat ten chips while trying to decide if I want chips.

… that people are just now learning how good water is for you … you want to lose weight, drink water … you want clear skin, more water … don’t like a person, drown them. Water is amazing.

… that people are all against cigarettes, sugar and booze now but forget who was there for you when your life fell apart; hint: it wasn’t broccoli.

… that people can’t understand why The Wizard of Oz is my all-time favorite movie? I mean, dropping houses on a bitch, making them melt and shiz, I live for that.

… that men don’t test anti-wrinkle creams on their ball sack first? If it gets wrinkles out of that, I’m buying that shiz in bulk.

Thursday, May 14, 2015

Random Musings

Look, there isn’t a chance in Hell I’d vote Republican — especially not with what we see of the GOP today — but I seriously wish these bunch of morons who wanna be Prez in 2016 would stop telling us how bad Hillary is and start telling us what they would do if elected.
Wow, look what storm chasers in eastern Colorado saw last Saturday afternoon!
In related news, a young girl’s house lifted off the ground in neighboring Kansas and she and her little dog have not been seen since.

If you know of her whereabouts, please contact Aunt Em.
A new study by the Pew Research Center finds that the number of Americans identifying as Christian has fallen by 8% since 2007; a decline of five million. Now, the study doesn't reveal why this is happening but I have an idea:

Religion, at least most organized religions, are not inclusive, but exclusive, and most people are tired to that; they’re tired of being told to hate The Gays, to deny women equality. They’re tired of the hypocrisy and yet, on the other hand, non-Christian faiths like Judaism, Islam and Hinduism remain unchanged, or showing growth.

Something to ponder.
So, American Idol ended this week. That show has been on life support since Kelly Clarkson and Carrie Underwood won, and finally Fox is pulling the plug … at the end of next season.

Oh the suffering … Pull the plug already!
George Zimmerman has once again been involved in violence, this time in a 'Road Rage' shooting incident where he was shot in the face and sustained minor injuries.

And none of this would have happened had that jury found him guilty of murdering Trayvon Martin because he did murder Trayvon.
I cannot help but feel that most of That Woman’s reluctance to talk about her ex-husband Bruce Jenner’s transition to female is because she knows Bruce will make a more attractive woman that she ever has; just saying.
That’s what Donald Rump — not a misspelling — said after that Amtrak derailment in Philadelphia this week.

Yup, he stood on the backs of the injured and the dead to tout himself as the best candidate for president.

F**king go away.
So, I loves me some Law & Order: SVU. And that show has always had a fairly hot detective, like Christopher Meloni and Danny Pino. But they recently added Peter Scanavino as detective Sonny Carisi and when he first appeared I was all ‘Meh.’

But something happened over the course of the season, and now, well, he tickles my, um, Funny Bone, as it were. Just sayin’.
Did Tom Brady know? Was he involved? Should he have been suspended?

I don’t know or care, but I do know his smug response to the report that perhaps, maybe, he might have known something, really showed off his arrogance and so I’m glad he got punished, and I hope it sticks.

Pompous bastard.
You cannot write this stuff …

Chris Christie spent $360,000 from his state allowance during his five years in office and more than 80% of that money — $300,000 — was used to buy food, alcohol and desserts; abd all this was in addition to his $175,000 a year salary.

His most notable spending sprees occurred during the 2010 and 2011 NFL football seasons, at MetLife Stadium, where where Christie likes to ‘entertain’ his friends … Corn Dog and Beer.
Special Request: People, please, for the love of the Baby Jeebus, please stop saying, ‘It is what it is,’ as an excuse.

It’s just about the dumbest response ever and my head is about to explode over it.


Stop it.

Friday, February 11, 2011

Own A Little Bit Of the Rainbow

I don't know which came first, me being a big old queen, or me realizing how much I loved Judy Garland. Or, maybe, those two things just go hand-in-hand. I do know, however, that if I had a little extra in the bank account this month, I might want to buy myself a little something something.
A traditional red brick Bel-Air home has hit the market for $5.5 million.




Rarely does a home with the combination of both Hollywood & architectural history become available for sale. Located on famed Stone Canyon Rd, this much admired traditional home was designed for Judy Garland by Wallace Neff, the architect of California's Golden Age, the same year that she was cast as Dorothy in The Wizard of Oz. And celebrities including Quincy Jones and Marvin Gaye have also made this their home.


The house sits on over 2.5 acres, just minutes from the Hotel Bel-Air. The flowing floor plan & gracious rooms--perfect for entertaining--have hosted some of the most prominent figures in Hollywood. There are 5 bedrooms and 6.5 bathrooms in just over 5,500 square feet. Naturally, there is a cook's kitchen, a picturesque garden, pool, cabanas, and the original writer's cabin.

There is, alas, no Yellow Brick Road.

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Saturday, March 13, 2010

I Ain't One To Gossip But......

Okay, so this falls way into the "gossip" mode, but, oy, if it were true.
That bastion of fair reporting, The National Enquirer--Hey! They broke the John Edwards affair--is reporting that Jeremy Renner, nominated hottie, er actor, for The Hurt Locker, is a homo, though, he prefers to keep his private life private.
A woman named Melanee Wyatt, who claims to have worked as Jeremy's acting coach says, "I have never had the pleasure of meeting Jeremy's boyfriend, but the fact that Jeremy is gay has never been a primary concern."
And still other "sources" say Jeremy wants to star in a musical!

Oh yeah, gay, because only gay men make music.
Still, the idea that the owner of those baby blues could be a mo, has me all in a tizzy. So, Jeremy, if you are a member of the homosexual persuasion, let me be the first to welcome you, and tell you that your gift basket and Homosexual Agenda booklet should be arriving soon. If, um, you are not gay, well, then.....................you can still call me.
Now, while you're here reading, take a look back at my PR7EP8 post from yesterday and look at who I find hot.
J's.
J-eremy.
'Nuff said.

Jennifer Love Hewitt has found the role of a lifetime!
Or, the role for a Lifetime Movie.
She's set to play a prostitute--big stretch--in new TV movie, and, of the film, she says, with a supposed straight face, "It's sort of like Erin Brockovich in a brothel."
What? The story of a hooker who takes down a serial polluter?
Poor JLH.
I think she needs a ghost whisperer to tell her that she is less TV's answer to Julia Roberts, and she's more TV's answer to Eric Roberts.


Oh, for the love of Judy, why?
A Wizard of Oz remake is in the works!
And not just one!
Apparently Warner Bros. Studios is looking to revamp the classic Judy Garland film for the new generation--not realizing that the original does nicely all by itself. There are allegedly two different scripts floating about. One has Dorothy playing a hooker in Oz; it's kind of like Erin Brockovich goes over the rainbow and I hear Jennifer Love Hewitt thinks she's perfect for it.

I kid. She's not perfect for it.
In fact, one script is in the hands of New Line Cinema, one of the producers behind Twilight, so think of Lions and Tigers and Werewolves, oh my! They are calling their version Oz and it takes place in a maximum security men's prison.
What? It's been done? HBO? Really? Someone should tell New Line.
But the second script is supposedly darker--darker than a men's prison?--and is being developed at Warner Bros. This one is about Dorothy's granddaughter, who plays an Erin Brockovich-type hooker in Oz trapped in a men's maximum security prison.
I kid.
Word to Hollywood: lay off the remakes. And don't fuck with Dorothy.

Demi Moore is the world's best mom.

No, really.
First, she spends kagillions on plastic surgery to make herself look younger and more beautiful than her own children, so they don't run off with her much younger husband. And now, she's teaching one daughter, Rumer, the fine art of pole dancing.
What happened to mother's passing down recipes and wedding dresses?
Apparently Demi gave Rumer the ass-over-tits during a party at the Chateau Marmont. She was spinning and spinning around the pole while a crowd of onlookers, including her man-child hubby, looked on, and worried that, should she continue to go so fast, Demi would become a puddle of butter.
Only in Hollywood.

From reality TV comes reality.
One of the Rhode Island police officers currently competing in The Amazing Race has been put on "desk duty" after being suspected of involvement in a police-run cocaine ring!
Call me crazy, but my guess is, then, that the cops don't win the race.
Louie Stravato is being investigated in what is being called a "large-scale" cocaine distribution operation, and three other officers have been arrested. Louie, to be fair, was not arrested, but he and four others have been assigned to desk duty.


More Weir fallout.
Johnny Weir was not invited to participate in the Stars on Ice U.S. National skating tour because tour producers feel that he is not, ahem, "family friendly;" code for homo. There have been loads of rumors that the tour producers and sponsors--one of whom is Smuckers--feel that Johnny is too gay.
For ice skating.
That's like saying women lumberjacks might be too lesbian for a log rolling competition.
Go HERE and sign the petition asking to "Let Johnny skate!"
Dammit!

Mickey Rourke, pig du jour, and walking STD, is bragging about the number of women he slept with, in one night.
"Forget Ashley Cole, his behaviour has nothing on a film star. WAGs [wives and girlfriends of soccer stars] get an easy time - they should try living with Hollywood hellraisers. I once spent a weekend in the UK and had 14 women in one night."
Fourteen women. It was like a petri dish of STDs in that room.
I need a bath, and a Karen Silkwood bleach scrub down.