Thursday, February 01, 2007

If this does not make you cry, you have ice in your veins

64-year-old man sings on "Idol" as a tribute to wife

I promise to do a real post later.

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Elizabeth at 5:38 PM

Tuesday, January 16, 2007

Me and Idol - We are BFFs

I swear to God, some fat bleached blonde bitch just said this on national fucking television. This was right after some guy juggled while he sang and then had a fucking shit attack outside after he was rejected for singing worse than William Hung.

Oh man, if you could see Simon's face right now.....Fat Blonde is really trying to bring it. Dude, she has 2 inch roots and 4 chins.

Oh, and I have no words for the girl who sang like the cowardly lion from the Wizard of Oz.

I am only watching this as a favor to Pissy. I think she now owes me her kid.

However, in 16 short minutes, Real Housewives of Orange County is coming on and I fucking dig that show. I know it's shallow. I know the women are botoxed to within an inch of their lives, but holy shit, is it fab. I also watch the Hills so if you are going to rag on me for watching shit that is tailored to a 15 year old, just save it. Heard it, processed it, and I've let it go. I like what I like.

It was back to work today. I am not sure what the hell occurred from yesterday when I had shorts on to today when my feet froze and broke off when I ran the 20 feet from my front door to the mailbox, but holy hell. I don't envy you TX bitches with all that ice. This is more than enough. I do believe that northern Louisiana is getting hit with it now. They had to close a couple interstates for sure.

We had spaghetti, meatballs and garlic bread. Gage was quite transfixed...as evidenced by the following picture:

And yes, I let him eat it.

Labels: Gage, TV, Weather

Elizabeth at 9:43 PM

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Wednesday, December 13, 2006

Holy crap!!!!

Sad to say that Peter Boyle who played Frank on Everybody Loves Raymond died today at the age of 71. That show friggin cracks me up. I think Frank might just be my favorite character too. I love that he did not give 2 shits about being politically correct or appropriate or even sensitive like ever. He was what he was and that was funny.

I love that show because at one time, the hubs and I were planning to build a house on the back part of his father's land down in Lafitte, near the water. So that show would have been my damn life.

Talk about dodging a fucking bullet. A giant bullet right up the ass.

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Elizabeth at 1:22 PM

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Saturday, October 28, 2006

I'm sorry - wait.....what?

Last night, I caught the first 5 minutes or so of the news. Now, y'all know I don't like me some news because it's the same thing over and over and frankly, I am sooooo okay with not being well-informed. I know that Britney's kid has a real name and that is beyond enough for me.

So, seeing the first news story was a pure accident. You see, I live in Jefferson Parish. Parish being I guess the equivalent of a county in a NORMAL state. For those of you that are unfamiliar, let me school ya briefly. Several years back, there was a phenomenon in the New Orleans area called (and no, I am not joking) the "White Flight." What that was, in brief, was a mass migration on the part of the white residents of Orleans parish fleeing Orleans parish. Why would they do that, you might ask? Well, take a gander at some Katrina coverage and the peeps carrying big screen tvs down Canal Street (to plug into WHAT, I don't know) and perhaps you will have some idea of the prevalent feeling down here in the Big Not-so-Easy. So, whitey took off. First, he landed in Jefferson Parish. Well, that was not far enough bitches. In the ensuing years, the crackers have moved across the lake in droves and into the river parishes just to get some peace and quiet and the ability to allow their children to play outside without being in fear of their lives. My parish of Jefferson is still liveable. Most of it is, however there are portions that have slid slowly downhill and have picked up that downward speed since Katrina because guess where a shitten ton of those Orleans parish residents who needed a place to plop their FEMA trailers ended up? Oh you guessed it, bitches. In my figurative backyard.

So last night, our sheriff, Harry Lee was on the tube sitting next to a rep from the NAACP because he was in trouble yet again. This man has the uncanny ability to put his rather large foot in his mouth at least every other week. When I first moved here with my very liberal ideals (yep, I was like big time, tree huggin' give peace a chance liberal) I referred to him as Chairman Mao. I mean, he just seemed to be abrasive and just over the top with his paranoia.

Now, not so much.

You see, his current transgression was the idea he proposed (that came from one of his own deputies - we shall get to that later) to just randomly pull over and question any African American young male in a sketchy neighborhood.

Whoa, you say. What is this? Racial profiling? What the hell? He can't do that. He is just a giant racist in a cop's uniform (not something we have not seen before - Hi, Mark Fuhrman.) However, and this is a big giantical however, guess who came up with this idea? Oh, just hazard a guess, would ya?

An African American deputy for the JPSO. Oh yeah. And his response? "It is not racial profiling if the statistics back you up."

Oh he went there, bitches. The statistics to which he is referring is that 85% of the violent crime that has seized upon Jefferson Parish since Katrina the Whore has been young black male on young black male. So, one could make the argument (as Harry tried) that the proof is in the puddin, so to speak. The only way to curb this violence is to perhaps nip it in the bud.

But no, the interest groups are right there to make sure that no rights are violated. And normally, I am all for that. I don't want to be harassed any more than anyone else does. But you know what, if a cop pulls me over for some dipshit reason (has happened too), then fine. I have nothing to hide other than a sick amount of dog hair in my car.

However, as these things always do, this plan has been scrapped because heaven for-fucking-BID someone gets offended. Frankly, I am tired of worrying about offending someone when I don't even feel safe going to our local movie theater at night. How is that shit for offensive?

Harry's comments at the end of the press conference were something along the lines of hey, let them fucking kill each other. I can live with that. Perhaps without the cursing, but you get my drift. It's sad that it has come to this, but here it is. Here it shall continue to be until we, as a community, get tired of being scared. I just hope that the time comes before I have to raise a child in this madness.

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Elizabeth at 11:50 AM

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Thursday, October 26, 2006

Grey's is pissing this girl right off

A repeat. 4 weeks into the new season. Oh wait, not just one but 2 repeats.

I have no words.

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Elizabeth at 11:00 PM

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Thursday, October 12, 2006

My new favorite shows

OK, I realize that the plot is a bit cheesy, the acting a bit forced, but I just love this chick.

When her hair is redone in Queens style and the construction workers whistle at her, she is so cute and sincere when she grins with her giant braces "Me??? Thanks!!!"

I heart her.

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Elizabeth at 8:39 PM

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Thursday, October 05, 2006

Quote of the day

"I am so black my pussy tastes like menthol."

- As stated by a skanky white girl on Flavor of Love on VH1.

You don't get no classier than that right there.

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Elizabeth at 12:25 PM

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