out of the loop...

OK, so I'm obviously a little bit behind on the whole which-singer-did-something-crazy-on-tv-that-is-getting-them-shunned-by-everyone thing....even though I'm certain someone else has done worse.

So I come across an article about all of Adam Lambert's upcoming tv appearances being cancelled. So I do a little googling and see that Adam Lambert kissed a dude during his performance...and had some dude fake giving him a bj...among other questionable actions these were the two most talked about.

I'm here to say, what's the big flippity deal? Britney, Madonna & Christina made out on live tv, in a similar situation...and people thought it was the coolest dang thing since pre-wrapped sliced cheese...so right there there is absolutely NO grounds for the kiss to be any big deal. Besides, I saw the pictures, and I'm not completly convinced the keyboard player was in fact male.

As for the fake bj, have you ever watched ANY of Britney's performances? The entire thing is one huge orgy, I've seen her 69 some hot dude in leather as part of dance moves....I've seen her get gang raped by lots of hot dudes in leather, and seen what appears some hot dude in leather pretending to give her some "oral stimulation." Queue every other skanktastic pop artist's performance...they're all about sex.

I think the real issue at hand is the fact that it was two dudes. People are afraid of gay like it's the plague, or a wild bear who's babies were just killed and she hasn't eaten in 3 years and you just rubbed raw meat all over your body and you're standing 2 feet away from each other - - - and it's the most f*cking rediculous thing ever. Grow up. I can find you a million other things that can actually harm you to be afraid of.

Dolly Parton

It is a proven fact, and I can say this because I have officialy done the research, that when you are the designated driver (ie no more than a few drinks and none after 10 p.m.) that it takes twice as long to get to 2 a.m., and 2 a.m. is MUCH later than usual.
Don't get me wrong, I had a blast dressed up as Dolly Parton. Blonde wig, tight jeans, high boots, significant clevage, got to budge in the karaoke line quite a few times....but there's something about sloppy, icky, drunk boys who think they're really hot getting all up on you that's different when you're not also sloppy drunk. Something, well, rather creepy. Something that makes me take a shower when I get home instead of clumsily falling into bed half clothed and waking up at 10 the next morning wondering what the hell that smell is then realizing it's me.
I am all about being the dd once in a while....(and as Dolly, I get to be DD :)), and I really did have a blast with my pregnant nun friend and her priest boyfriend and my other pirate friend and her flasher boyfriend....and I had an even bigger blast singing karaoke and knowing I was actually on key (because I was sober enough to hear myself).
And to end my wonderful night, I know everyone got home safe and sound, and I was left with the words ringing from the one not sloppy icky boy at the bar "Trish made me forget everything I believe in tonight....damn" ohhh those words boost my self esteem like no one could ever understand. :)
Alas, I bid thee farewell.

Glad I'm not THAT guy...

So I'm surfing the interwebs (as my dear friend Jeremiah would say, and I kinda like his smooth yet scruffy style, and therefore am going to imitate, which they say is the highest form of flattery, when it's not plagiarism that is)and I come across a story about a gentleman who at one point was riding high as the founder of what is supposedly the largest Internet gaming company in the world. He now however, is not doing so hot, due to undisclosed reasons that I can only assume include multiple inappropriate rendezvous with a certain "young, beautiful and naive" intern who thought having a relationship with the big man on top would move her up the totem pole but lied and said he forced her to do it when confronted...but like I said the reasons were undisclosed...so anyway, he's sold 75% of his stock and plans to sell the remaining 25% (hey, he can do math too!) in the near future.

Well, besides the likely mishaps that caused his demise, the poor schmuck probably only has a future career in dirty Internet pornographic endeavors, considering his name is Anurag Dikshit. On second thought, people probably finally came to the realization that they could not take anyone with the name "Mr. Dikshit" seriously and ousted him. Cause that's what I woulda done if I were there.

snow, seriously? I hate winter.

It has been 2 months and 3 days since I posted last. I suck at life.
But that's beside the point, because I'm posting now. And you know what is happening now, that sucks even more than me....it's snowing. It is October 10 and it's flipping snowing.
I don't really remember ever seeing summer, let alone going through fall and now all of a sudden it's winter. I am seriously not ok with that.
I should have been a Mexican. So I could live in the carribean part of Mexico, where it's warm all the time, and where cold is 60ish degrees. There's hurricanes and sharks and shit, but it's warm.

In other news....it's snowing. And it's seriously making me depressed.
That and it's 2:42 a.m. and I have this strange desire to clean out my closet. I pretty much feel like a lunatic at this point, but those 2 five hour energy shots I took are really working....quite well in fact....
I'm sure I'll be a little disgruteled in the "morning" when I want to go to bed but can't because I have stuff do to....but that's the price you pay for taking 2 five hour energy shots, at 11 p.m.

And since I'm seriously ADD'd out from all the caffeine and lack of sleep, I'm going to go find something productive to do...like clean my bathroom.

Really? Chill out people

OH MY GOODNESS...the world might just end...what else could you possibly do without Twitter for one whole day?!
Seriously, I'm sick and tired of hearing about how some hacker shut down Twitter the other day because they wanted to stop one person's tweets.
It was one day people. You will survive one flipping day without tweeting about what you're doing or eating, or your political agenda.
Get over it, go outside or something, but for Jeebus' sake, STOP clogging the news headlines with stupid, boring, pointless articles about it!