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Pain in the Glass
How dare you! First, I never "work out" in the morning. Even if it was to a video of hot women and not a frizzy haired Simmons. I'm usually asleep until 10 a.m. I hate, absolutely hate, REM. But that being said, their singer (michael stipe) is a good songwriter. And although he's gay, they are not known for having a gay following, the way some bands (erasure, pet shop boys) are. Never did like West Side Story, but I do have to admit, I saw Chicago and Hairspray in the theatres and enjoyed them both. Even purchased the soundtracks.— November 16, 2009 9:42 a.m.
Tipsy and Talkative
hey bluenwhite...where have you been? Haven't seen ya around here in a long time. You know what's funny? There was a party a few years back, and I wrote that there was this really good looking guy, and a few of my friends called and asked if I was turning gay on them. And I said "Why? Because I was describing a guy at a party? That's what I do. I describe things I see." One of them responded with "Okay, that's fine. Why describe the guy as good looking?" I said that he was, and the ribbing never really ended. I guess I figure...if I'm saying a woman is hot, or someone is pudgy, another person is tall...I'm describing what people look like merely to put a visual in the readers head. I think the woman of the "cute couple" is one of the blondes shown in the picture. If memory serves. (and hey...to keep my "manly" cred, I did write about a guy opening a beer bottle with his teeth!)— November 16, 2009 9:35 a.m.
Loosening Family Ties
John is such a great writer, and I hope he gets his demons in check. But all this back and forth he's gone thru...well, it's said perfectly by Stew; one of the most interesting songwriters of all time. Here's his song REHAB: When she got out of re-hab, for the very first time She was very very very optimistic. First she bought a set of paints,then she started painting saints 'cause in Echo Park that passes for artistic. Then one day her art dealer came by with a sin,next thing we knew she was on the rope again. When she got out of re-hab, for the very first time she was very very very very very very very very very very very optimistic When she got out of re-hab, for the very second time It was clear that she was painfully embarrassed. She was brimming with clichés, spoke of how she counted days playing checkers with a roadie from Save Ferris. Then she hit Los Feliz with some homemade earrings to sell but the hip gift shop assistant led her back to Hell. When she got out of re-hab for the very second time, she was very very very very very very very very very optimistic. When she got out of re-hab for the third or fourth time I suspected well, a kind of pattern forming. So I plotted carefully,how i'd bow out gracefully 'Cause i've seen this flick before and it gets boring. Next she's in a band called Star of David Brinkleys, they were ropers one and all but they loved them at the Weekly. When she got out of rehab for the third or fourth time she was very very very very very very very very very optimistic. When she got out of re-hab for the twenty-second time her new take on life was very deep and empty. She traded mainline for online, then she took up web design. Now she's paid in full and blows the horn of plenty. Once she said "hey listen baby I ain't gonna lie there just ain't nothing I like more than getting high". And funny how the maniacs who took the time to sob seem to not mind a junkie with a well paying job. When she got out of re-hab for the twenty-second time she was very very very very very very very very very optimistic.— November 16, 2009 1:20 a.m.
The Diaper Darling -- Astronauts Gone Wild
What the heck is a Space Food Stick? I thought I knew every food item in existance. Anyone ever try those ice cream dots? They suck. The malls always had the stand, and it said something about astronauts eating those. They had absolutely no flavor.— November 16, 2009 12:58 a.m.
Pain in the Glass
I never thought that phrase was funny. I remember someone had a '68 T-bird on my street when I was little, with that same sticker. I asked my brother what the "grass" meant (I was 10 or so). He explained it was marijuana. That sticker was eventually replaced with one that said "sex is like pizza. when it's good, it's great. When it's bad, it's still okay." More cake, I always say! Let me eat cake, as Marie Antoinette would say.— November 16, 2009 12:53 a.m.
Facebook and Food Fights in School
I'm not sure how human it is, to tell someone you have a 10 inch snake, and them then wanting to meet up...hahahahaha. I'd think a teacher would prefer a more subtle, innuendo filled approach like: Can I help you clean chalk boards after class? or Will you call me when you have no class? or If I'm naughty, will you sit me in a corner? I dunno...the possibilities are endless. And the time-out in the Charger game is almost up, or I'd give you 25 more. But the snake?? C'mon!— November 15, 2009 4:16 p.m.
Athletes Gone Wild -- College Soccer, Football, and Tyson Edition
Part of me was relieved that, hearing the name "Lambert" in the news, wasn't about the last song or thing that Adam Lambert was up to. Arin...I don't think you can use the logic that, because the photographer lived, Tyson didn't do as much damage as he could've. Obviously, had Tyson jumped on him, and continued to punch and wanted to kill the guy, he could've. That doesn't make it right to punch someone. ESPECIALLY if you have a rap sheet, are a professional boxer, etc etc. Halle Berry just came out making this statement about how insane it is, they can flash their cameras in the childrens faces. And yes, I agree with her. I also have said in blogs before, that I think they should be allowed to run over these photographers IF they are in the way of their car. I know that sounds crazy, but really, what should they do? Sit in their car, as photographers stand in front of it to take photos, and keep you from moving? It seems you should be able to just drive, and you can tell the police "Hey...I felt threatened. I had gotten messages from stalkers and stuff, and when my car is blocked, I didn't know what to do." The photographers would learn soon enough, that they can't stand in their way. As much as I hate Bernie Madoff, I was even on his side when one paparazzi shoved him back, so he could take a photo of him as he walked into court. Insane.— November 15, 2009 4:12 p.m.
Pirate Prostitutes
Pirate Prostitutes: Gives new meaning to "Land ho!"— November 15, 2009 12:13 a.m.
Facebook and Food Fights in School
That's a VERY GOOD POINT, arin. My stepbrother is a teacher, and when we debated this years ago, he said that very thing. That if kids are pulling pictures, even if they are nude photos, of the teacher and showing them in class...it is THAT CHILD that's being disruptive, not the teacher.— November 14, 2009 4:31 p.m.
Athletes Gone Wild -- College Soccer, Football, and Tyson Edition
Well, yes and no. Recently, James Gandolfini smacked a photographer. He says he was a tourist just excited to see a celeb and not a paparazzi. Who knows. But, it's up to the celebrities to not get to the point of attacking. They always do it at the wrong time. Bjork at the airport, on a woman asking an innocent question. And recently, Lindsey Lohan attacking a valet that was actually trying to shield her from the cameras that surrounded a nightclub. Tyson was being interviewed the other day, and the reporter was being a bit of a jerk. He would say things like "I don't think you've changed," and "You keep saying you're sorry, but you don't act like you are." Tyson finally seems exasporated and says "Look, I've changed. Because, the old me would be hurting you right now. I'd be assailing you." Jimmy Kimmel showed the clip laughing, saying Tyson is making good use out of his thesaurus.— November 14, 2009 4:30 p.m.