Wednesday, March 22, 2006
Tuesday, March 14, 2006
IF I WASN'T GOING TO HELL BEFORE, I AM NOW
Miss Deaf Texas struck by train, killed
Tuesday, March 14, 2006; Posted: 9:27 a.m. EST (14:27 GMT)
AUSTIN, Texas (AP) -- The reigning Miss Deaf Texas died after being
struck by a train, officials said.
Tara Rose McAvoy, 18, was walking Monday near railroad tracks when she
was struck by a Union Pacific train, authorities said.
A witness told Austin television station KTBC the train sounded its horn
right up until the accident occurred.
McAvoy, who had been deaf since birth, won the state title in June and
represented the state "with dignity and pride," state pageant director
Laura Loeb-Hill told The Associated Press via e-mail Monday night.
McAvoy was to represent Texas at the Miss Deaf America pageant this
summer, Loeb-Hill said.
McAvoy graduated last year from the Texas School for the Deaf, attended
Austin Community College and then started at Gallaudet University in
Washington, D.C., in January, but had returned to Texas, Loeb-Hill said.
HOMAGE TO JAIME P. B. IN KENTUCKY
IT'S NOT MY FAULT
Hell in a Handbasket aka Lawyers Lament
1 Oz. Rum 151-Proof Bacardi
1 Oz. Peppermint Schnapps Ice-101
1 Oz. Tequila Jose Cuervo
1 oz. Everclear
To shaker: add ice, 151, 101, Tequila, Everclear and Red Bull. Do Not Shake! Pour into shot glasses and serve. You deserve anything that happens to you after drinking one (or ten) of these.
Monday, March 13, 2006
DRINKIE OF THE DAY
I'LL HAVE TO PASS ON THIS ONE, BUT THERE ARE A FEW PEOPLE I'D BUY IT FOR, DAVE....
Big Hairy Nut Sack
2 Oz. Tequila Cuervo Gold
4 Oz. Egg Nog
2 Oz. Rum Dark
1 Dash Nutmeg
2 Oz. Robitussin Maximum Strength Cough Syrup
1 Dash Lime
Throw all the good shit into a shaker... and shake, dammit! This was created by former Arizona Cardinals (NFL) defensive back Chuck Cecil while at an "end of the season" party. He was already drunk at the time.
Wednesday, March 08, 2006
PEOPLE WHO I WILL NOT BE DOING
So PLEASE stop Calling me
Ok, kids...so, if you know me, or if you've read this blog, then you know I've had some awesome boyfriends (let's call them boyfriends, shall we?). Some were serious, some were casual, all of them were madly in love with me, and I had to eventually kick them to the curb because they started speaking to me, or staying over too long, or wanting to be let out of the basement, or refusing to follow the instructions on the ransom note. Regardless-we have our history, and it's all good. Ville Valo and I are still together, but I can't talk about it due to his impending court case, and because of some stupid "stalking" law my Parole Officer warned me about. Whatever. But all this mush talk DID get me thinking on whom I would NEVER want to nibble, pinch, squeeze, cavort with, canoodle, do the backseat mambo, bump the worm in the mole hole, get some stank on the hang low, go like a rat up a drainpipe, park the pink Plymouth in the garage of love, or put percy in the playpen with...I think you get my drift. So here's my Top Ten No Way Would I Ever Touch Them as God is My Witness list. Let's commence, shall we?
DANNY BONADUCE If stupid were a talent, he would be considered gifted
Unattractive, unkind, unappealing, un-be-fugly. I'm pretty sure he is a functioning idiot, and by functioning, I mean he can drive himself to the liquor store and back IF there's a camera anywhere around. His kids will kill him when they grow up, so at least there's a light at the end of the tunnel.
VAL KILMER If he had another brain, it would be lonely
Poster child for the complete prohibition of alcohol again, which I support. I like my wine, but if making the sale of alcohol illegal will stop Val from turning into Ralph Kramden, I'm all for it. He was hot as "Ice" in Top Gun-now's he's as cold as a Polar Bear's clam hammer when he's writing his name in the Arctic snow.
BALDWIN The wheel's spinning, but the hamster's dead
I know, I know...there are so many Baldwin's to choose from, but this one is my least favorite. Stevie had a moment when he did "Usual Suspects", but I figure the director had an aneurysm that day, or was trying to be charitable, or the glaucoma hadn't been diagnosed. Steven peaked with US, then made his romantic debut as Pauly Shore's lover in "Biodome". That right there is worth a mercy killing. Now he's fat, too-not just homely and stupid. I don't like him, and I don't like you if you like him.
TOM CRUISE Dumber than a box of hair
I gotta tell you-I'd rather eat dead monkey prolapsed sphincter then ever have to touch this freakazoid with a ten million foot pole. Worst.example.of.mandom.ever. Not only is he physically repugnant, but he's morally corrupt, intellectually retarded, and I hear he has the heartbreak of psoriasis. Plus, wears "Member's Only" jackets in lime green. OK, maybe not, but I really hate him.
MARC ANTHONY Routinely outsmarted by cheese
Are you telling me you think he's hot? Can you look me in the eye and say that? What's the matter with you? You are out of your damned mind!! What the hell are you thinking? Who do you think you are trying to shove your opinions down my throat? What kind of a total psychopath are you? Get the hell out of here, and take your damned box of wine and your chicken pot pie!! Who needs you! I have Ville Valo, you crack addict, so blow me! You and J-doh! can have him, just get him the hell out of my face, NOW!!! Wait a minute-leave the wine, then go.
AND NOW FOR "NOT WITH YOUR DICK"'S
I left out Jerry Falwell, Al Roker, carnies, dentists, David Hasselhoff and clowns, for obvious reasons. BTW-this guy had children:
Monday, March 06, 2006
IF THEIR MEN CHEATED, I'M THROWING IN THE TOWEL
On a scale from one to ten, how stoopid are Richie Sambora and Charlie Sheen? And no, this isn't a trick question. It amazes me that some people (read: men) have all that is considered perfect in the universe of chickdom, and they go and ruin their families by cheating on their wives. Their HOT wives. Wives that are maybe the hottest wives ever. Basically so hot that if Heather asked me to marry her, I'd say yes, although she's awful chickie for me, and I do like the penis entirely too much, but, I digress, because Heather be thy name, I'd still marry her, but I wouldn't do her laundry and I still don't take out the trash. Denise, on the other hand, is so hot that my ex said she was so effable that he'd do her nine months pregnant while she was getting an epidural-hence why he's my ex. But I get it-and Charlie was getting it, but blew it, or blew someone, and blew the marriage. He is NOT looking yummy anymore (come on-he looked way hot in Hot Shots and Ferris Bueller), but that was pre-rehab and Heidi Fleiss, and the years have not been kind facially to der Carlos Estevez. What could he have been thinking? "My wife is so hot that I'll go out and boff some other chick, because I've hit the pinnacle of hot, therefore, it's not really cheating if she's less hot than my wife?".
Maybe he thought he wasn't worthy. Maybe Richie thought he wasn't worthy. Maybe they discussed how unworthy they were while paying a hooker eighteen bucks and a sammich for a bj in the back of Burger King in Ohio. Maybe they were doing each other. Regardless-if Denise and Heather's husbands cheated on them, then I might as well give up. You go to the gym five days a week, two hours a pop, you eat your veggies and take your vitamins, you bake them cakes, you buy them jammies, you STILL swallow after ten years of domestic bliss, and yet, your lesser than slams the first skanky strumpet that offers to slurp the googe on a Thursday afternoon for a goof. It's just wrong. Hence my belief that the only man a straight girl should marry is a gay man: at least you KNOW ahead of time that he's going to punch the mucnhkin with some sassy tart, but at least he'll have a good job, dress beautifully, cuddle with you while you watch the Oscars, and talk shit with you about your girlfriends and their cheating rat bastard husbands.....