Hey Freak!

Today, I get to say something that I haven't said in six, seven... maybe even ten years. Or more.

I have a hair appointment. At 4:15.

This should be good...

A few quick thoughts:

• Thank God for the Puppy Bowl, because seriously, I couldn't give a fuck who wins the Super Bowl.



• Play artist Carmen Electra! You see, this is why I don't want a sync system in my car. If somebody yelled that out, they'd actually get to listen to some Carmen Electra music. Same with Michael Bolton (although it's not his wussy music - it's from way back when he was a "rocker"). But I draw the line at Tiffany. I have no Tiffany.



• I was watching the news last night, and they showed footage of Heath Ledger's dead body being wheeled outside, and the streets were totally lined with paparazzi and other onlookers. It was sad. I mean, jeez, people, can't we just let a guy die in peace? Do we have to make a show of his dead body being transported? Show a little respect for the dead. OK, maybe the paparazzi doesn't show respect for anyone, but you'd think that some of those other onlookers could have shown a little restraint, yanno?



• Speaking of paparazzi, I'm surprised that celebrities haven't gotten together to hire, say, private investigators, to tail some of the paparazzi when they go home after work. You know, a little taste of their own medicine. I know, that'd probably be considered "harrassment," but really, it's nothing worse than they do every day (tailing people, taking pictures, insuring that they never have a private moment).
  
  Don't get me wrong. I love me some sleb gossip... every once in a while. But at the same time, I don't begrudge anyone their private time. I actually feel bad for a lot of the slebs, since they pretty much have NO private time anymore. They can't go anywhere without a thousand cameras in their face. That's just sad. I honestly think the gossip community should be reined in a little bit. Everybody deserves to have a (private) life, yanno? Even Paris and Lindsay.



• Anyone still watch the Biggest Loser on NBC? I do. But maybe not for much longer. Please excuse me whilst I channel Steve Martin...
  
  OK, the fucking Biggest Loser. A fucking half hour show stretched out to fucking two fucking hours. And what's with all the fucking artificial drama? I mean, jeezus, you have 14 people on there, trying to positively change their lives for the better, and they fucking go out of their fucking way to fucking create artificial drama (come on - you've seen how they've tried to encourage the drama, blowing the team against team thing out of proportion)? I mean, wha, 20 people trying to lose weight, all in the same house... that doesn't create enough fucking drama for you?
  
  And another fucking note to you, NBC. Not everything needs to be suspenseful. I mean, holy fuck, Captain Kirk thinks you take to long to finish a fucking sentence. Every fucking weigh in, they play that "suspense" music, and it drives me nuts. I'm sorry, but if you try to make everything "suspenseful," then all that happens is that then end is anti-climactic. Seriously, by the end of every show, I find myself not caring who the fuck gets kicked out; I just want the show to end.
  
  And, I don't mind Alison, but holy fuck, why does she have to repeat everything all the time. And not just repeat shit, but the shit she's saying is totally obvious. "You have one vote. Three more and you'll be eliminated." One vote later.... "You have two votes. Two more and you'll be eliminated." Well holy fucking DUH, one plus one... really, that equals two? Thanks for the fucking update! One vote later... "You have two votes, Biff over there has one vote. If he gets one more vote, he'll be tied with you, and if you get one more vote, you'll be eliminated." GAHHHHHHHH. I swear, it's like she's reading to a bunch of 3rd graders. Come on, NBC... your viewers are smarter than that.
  
  Long story short - NBC, you've taken what should be an inspirational show and turned it into a fucking sack of bullshit, with a smidgen of inspiration left. I'm not sure that that smidgen is enough to keep me watching. Stop with the fucking bullshit drama and the bullshit stalling and the bullshit fake suspense. You'll have a perfectly fine show without all that crap.



• This is where NBC sends Edie McClurg to say to me... "You're fucked."

OK, that's enough for a while.

Play artist Tiffany!

OK, let's be serious for a few moments here...

I know I poke fun at religious fundamentalism every now and then, but I want to make sure that people don't think that I hate all religion. I don't. (BTW, I was raised Catholic, if that means anything to anyone) If you see God as a guiding force to make the best you can of your life, hey, good for you. More power to you. What bothers me is when people use religion as a reason to hate. When people are discriminatory because of religion. When people close their minds to anyting but that religion... that, to me, is when religion becomes a bad thing. That is what I can't stand. I mean, really... if God is so all-knowing and benevolent, then surely, he wouldn't want you hating some of his other creatures just because they look or act a little differently.

And this part is a little late (considering yesterday's holiday, Martin Luther King Day), but I wanted to talk about tolerance. I don't like that word very much. Well, when it comes to social/race relations anyway. I much prefer "understanding." Tolerance implies that you're just putting up with something... something you may or may not like. Understanding goes much further - you actually know why things are the way they are, and why people act the way they do. Understanding brings people together. Understanding requires an open mind. Understanding brings peace.

Anyway, that's my two cents on tolerance vs. understanding.

Last one... this one's mostly (well, totally) for my women readers. You see, I like to consider myself a feminist. Now, I know, a lot of women already have their arms up in the air, since men "can't" be feminists, but whatever. OK, say that I'm sensitive to women's issues. Say that I'm respectful of women. Or, at the very least, say that I'm not a male chauvinist (gah, I certainly hope that I'm not one).

Now, my question is this... can a guy, a man be a feminist (or however you'd like to word it) and still be a porn fan?

Because I like me some porn. Sure, there's a lot of porn that degrading to women. Sure, the industry itself can be seen as degrading to women. Obviously, being a porn fan goes completely against feminism, and that's why I'm having a hard time reconciling this. I mean, I don't want to be known as some misogynistic, chauvinist pig. You know, the "typical" porn fan. But really, if that's what I am... well, I'd like to know.

Seriously.

And hey, if you know any hardcore feminists... please, direct them here. I'd like to hear what they say. I'd like to hear their opinions. Surely, they won't be very favorable, but still, I'd like to know. You know; it's that "understanding" thing again.

So, please... sound off. I'd like to hear what you all have to say, good or bad.

Happy Tuesday!

So, I was at the Merriam-Webster website looking up a word (because I don't trust dictionary.com) when I noticed that they had chosen their "Word of the Year 2007." Now, I didn't even know they had such a contest, but hey, since I was right there, of course I had to know what word won...

Since I gave you a glimpse at Christians' Science Textbook, I figured I may as well show you The 100 Greatest Quotes from Fundamentalist Christian Chat Rooms. I'm sorry, I know I shouldn't make fun of people, but it's hard to resist when they show this level of ignorance.

Cases in point:

"Evolution says that we started out simple, and over time became more complex. That just isn't possible: UNLESS there is a giant outside source of energy supplying the Earth with huge amounts of energy. If there were such a source, scientists would certainly know about it." [link]

I was up all night trying to figure out what this energy source could be. Finally, it dawned on me.

(OK, I totally stole that line from Stan #4771. It was too funny to pass up.)

"Gravity: Doesn't exist. If items of mass had any impact of others, then mountains should have people orbiting them. Or the space shuttle in space should have the astronauts orbiting it. Of course, that's just the tip of the gravity myth." [link]

"The Gravity Myth." Ah, yes. I fell for that once.

But wait, there's more from that guy.

"I believe is going on here is this: These objects in space have yet to receive mans touch, and thus have no sin to weigh them down. This isn't the case for earth, where we see the impact of transfered sin to material objects. The more sin, the heavier something is." [link]

Really? No wonder it's so hard to lose weight.

And this one... this one makes me sad for the boy, but I can't help but laugh at the parents' naïveté...

"I am a bit troubled. I believe my son has a girlfriend, because she left a dirty magazine with men in it under his bed. My son is only 16 and I really don't think he's ready to date yet. What's worse is that he's sneaking some girl to his room behind my back. I need help, God! I want my son to stop being so secretive!" [link]

Like I said. Sad for the boy.

But, hey. Maybe they're not ignorant. Maybe *I* am the one who's the dumbass. Then again, gravity exists in my world, so... believe who you want to believe, I guess.

Happy Monday!

From MJ...

It's the new Science Textbook for Christians. There's some really good information in there, so make sure to check it out.

Happy Friday!

So, while I was in Vegas, I noticed that The Venetian is building a huge new addition. I don't think it'll be a casino; if I've read correctly, they'll be condos. It's called "The Palazzo."

And, of course, the first thing I thought when I saw the building? "Hey, it's Enrico Palazzo!"

Nobody around me knew what I was talking about.

I tried this Enrico Palazzo reference on a coupla different people, but nobody "got" it. Color me surprised; I thought everyone knew who Enrico Palazzo was. But then again, I kinda live in my own little world sometimes.

So, tell me. Do you know who Enrico Palazzo is?