11.21.2005
Overheard
"I see we have a celebrity up in here to-day...give it up and put yo hands togetha for the complex multi-talents of MISS LATOYA JACKSON!!....who is sitting in first class with us today."
11.18.2005
Creative Clay
If any of you "Mo's" watched the Apprentice last night you probably saw Clay exit the Trump Tower for the final time. I have to admit I was cheering for Clay along the way for a little bit and then his antics got a little old. He would have been perfect as the Blizzard Queen for the Dairy Queen mascot!! Not because he is gay but because he can be frigid, bitter and abrasive in a New York minute.
Clay could possibly be the son or younger brother of Leslie Jordan from "Will & Grace." I think they may be the same height at 4' 11". I think Clay and Leslie Jordan should hit the road and perform in Southern drag bars doing "Sister's" or some other campy number.
I am sure that there were creative edits around Clay and his antics. It is Hollywood and Trump after all. So it is getting down to the wire and it had become quite apparent that Clay was difficult to work with. Let's do the math here. Openly gay, real estate agent from Texas. Of course Clay was going to ride the pony his way. Good job Clay but it was time for the "MO" to go!! Huffing and puffing along the way did not help matters. I kept waiting for a full out temper tantrum.
Like Trump said - "That is why they have menus in restaurants. I like steak, some people like spaghetti. That's OK." The side order (ahem...short order) of Clay is no longer on the Trump menu. Which I for one think is good. Leave the drama in Texas.
MESS! MESS!! MESS!!!
Clay could possibly be the son or younger brother of Leslie Jordan from "Will & Grace." I think they may be the same height at 4' 11". I think Clay and Leslie Jordan should hit the road and perform in Southern drag bars doing "Sister's" or some other campy number.
I am sure that there were creative edits around Clay and his antics. It is Hollywood and Trump after all. So it is getting down to the wire and it had become quite apparent that Clay was difficult to work with. Let's do the math here. Openly gay, real estate agent from Texas. Of course Clay was going to ride the pony his way. Good job Clay but it was time for the "MO" to go!! Huffing and puffing along the way did not help matters. I kept waiting for a full out temper tantrum.
Like Trump said - "That is why they have menus in restaurants. I like steak, some people like spaghetti. That's OK." The side order (ahem...short order) of Clay is no longer on the Trump menu. Which I for one think is good. Leave the drama in Texas.
MESS! MESS!! MESS!!!
11.17.2005
Ana Lucia ROCKS
Lord have mercy on the Tailaways! That Ana Lucia girl put herself into a situation that could have turned out to be one BIG OLE MESS on last night's episode of Lost but instead all turned out for the best. Kudos to her for going off ALONE with someone she KNEW was a danger and taking him out! That scene was awesome with the fruit and knife. Goodwin got kabobbed on a stick! I can't wait to see how the rest of the Lost characters react when everyone is reunited. This show is crazy-addictive!
Check out the Theory Threads to satisfy the itch until next week!
Check out the Theory Threads to satisfy the itch until next week!
11.15.2005
Cricket and Trigger
Umkay. BMM and I had the pleasure of hangin' out in Southern Indiana over the weekend. We were deep in the heart of REDNECK country. It was quite educational as it always tends to be. From the "STOP S.O.B.'s" (stop sexually oriented businesses) campaign to partying with the locals at a Best Western it was FULL ON REDNECK. The "MO" invasion was on.
The most memorable redneck was Cricket. Hey, I don't make this stuff up. A man who is probably in his late 40's or early 50's and probably has Schlitz Malt liquor on tap at his farm. He was tore up from the farm up. He actually rode his horse to the Best Western. I had to see it for myself. Poor trigger was tied up outside at one of the lights overlooking the parking lot. Trigger's saddle was decorated with reflective strips. You could just hear trigger saying "Damnit if this fool is not drunk yet again and I have to carry his ass all the way back to the farm!" Is it possible that there is a R.U.I or H.U.I in farm country?
Cricket had one six pack too many. At one point I wondered if his eyes were glassy or if they were glass eyes. His ability to drink, smoke, cuss like a sailor and slobber were impressive. I just kept waiting for an ass or crotch scratch and thankfully that did not occur. Although it was funny to hear him talk about the town whore and to also hear him scream "BITCH" at the town bitch. Neither woman was really phased much as they were making moves to obtain hotel keys for the after party. Cricket was a BIG OLE MESS!! He had to be helped out to his horse. He may still be lost on some back road or cornfield. Bless his heart.
I cannot remember the last time a party was held at a Best Western Ballroom. I think this memory shall last us for a while. Not really sure that I need to hear "Git 'er done" anytime soon.
All in all it was an awesome time!! We should have served as the dj's for the night. Some of the cd's and songs were busted big time. We won the game of *cornhole (I actually got 4 in the hole) as it was couple against couple (Me and Boo/BMM and Tiffany). I am sure the effect of Budlight helped quite a bit on that rainy Saturday night.
*-see prior blog entry "Cornhole"
The most memorable redneck was Cricket. Hey, I don't make this stuff up. A man who is probably in his late 40's or early 50's and probably has Schlitz Malt liquor on tap at his farm. He was tore up from the farm up. He actually rode his horse to the Best Western. I had to see it for myself. Poor trigger was tied up outside at one of the lights overlooking the parking lot. Trigger's saddle was decorated with reflective strips. You could just hear trigger saying "Damnit if this fool is not drunk yet again and I have to carry his ass all the way back to the farm!" Is it possible that there is a R.U.I or H.U.I in farm country?
Cricket had one six pack too many. At one point I wondered if his eyes were glassy or if they were glass eyes. His ability to drink, smoke, cuss like a sailor and slobber were impressive. I just kept waiting for an ass or crotch scratch and thankfully that did not occur. Although it was funny to hear him talk about the town whore and to also hear him scream "BITCH" at the town bitch. Neither woman was really phased much as they were making moves to obtain hotel keys for the after party. Cricket was a BIG OLE MESS!! He had to be helped out to his horse. He may still be lost on some back road or cornfield. Bless his heart.
I cannot remember the last time a party was held at a Best Western Ballroom. I think this memory shall last us for a while. Not really sure that I need to hear "Git 'er done" anytime soon.
All in all it was an awesome time!! We should have served as the dj's for the night. Some of the cd's and songs were busted big time. We won the game of *cornhole (I actually got 4 in the hole) as it was couple against couple (Me and Boo/BMM and Tiffany). I am sure the effect of Budlight helped quite a bit on that rainy Saturday night.
*-see prior blog entry "Cornhole"
Cornhole!
I was in southern Indiana with R24 over the past weekend. We were introduced to a game called Cornhole. Never heard of it? Well we hadn't either. I saw grown, drunk men and women throwing bean bags at wooden ramps with holes at the top, and I was thinking, "What the hell?"
I about spit my beer out when the locals told us what the game was called...CORNHOLE! HaHa...yeah yeah...I'm being adolescent. The Official Standards and Rules are on the Corn Toss Game Association website :)
The town whore and town bitch were really good at the game. I saw them play, drink, flirt, and be down right redneck all night. I sucked at the game....never got one bag in the hole.
I think I might have a fun craft project on my hands this weekend. I'm sure Home Depot has all the materials needed to make my own cornhole ramps and bean bags! YAY! PROJECT!
I about spit my beer out when the locals told us what the game was called...CORNHOLE! HaHa...yeah yeah...I'm being adolescent. The Official Standards and Rules are on the Corn Toss Game Association website :)
The town whore and town bitch were really good at the game. I saw them play, drink, flirt, and be down right redneck all night. I sucked at the game....never got one bag in the hole.
I think I might have a fun craft project on my hands this weekend. I'm sure Home Depot has all the materials needed to make my own cornhole ramps and bean bags! YAY! PROJECT!
11.10.2005
Seafood WHAT?!
Oh---My---God---Becky...
Seafood ice cream has arrived and is a HOT item in Tawain. How gross. Asians have the weirdest taste in food! (I shouldn't generalize, but it's too easy not to.)
Yeah...Yeah...I know...Don't knock it 'till you try it. Well until I do, I will say it sure does SOUND gross. Excerpt: "The 13 flavours on offer include pineapple shrimp, wasabi cuttlefish, strawberry tuna and mango seaweed, all in stark colors from orange to green to black."
YUM!!!
Seafood ice cream has arrived and is a HOT item in Tawain. How gross. Asians have the weirdest taste in food! (I shouldn't generalize, but it's too easy not to.)
Yeah...Yeah...I know...Don't knock it 'till you try it. Well until I do, I will say it sure does SOUND gross. Excerpt: "The 13 flavours on offer include pineapple shrimp, wasabi cuttlefish, strawberry tuna and mango seaweed, all in stark colors from orange to green to black."
YUM!!!
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