Saturday, January 19, 2008

Addicted to Robert Palmer's Birthday!

Guess which is my fave?

Happy Birthday! Quote the raven, nevermore.

Mystery Man's Annual Visit to Poe Grave
BALTIMORE (AP) — Undeterred by controversy, a mysterious visitor paid his annual tribute at the grave of Edgar Allan Poe early Saturday, placing three red roses and a half-filled bottle of cognac before stealing away into the darkness.
Nearly 150 people had gathered outside the cemetery of Westminster Presbyterian Church, but the man known as the "Poe toaster" was, as usual, able to avoid being spotted by the crowd, said Jeff Jerome, curator of the Poe House and Museum.
The tribute takes place every Jan. 19 — the anniversary of Poe's birth.


Vulgar. Just vulgar.
I was hoping he'd choke to death on a chicken bone.
Father Hood?

Sick thought that he's already breeded.
Let's just hope he's done.

Revlon: Unforgettable

I love fooling people...

La Vie en Rose
Grace Jones Performance

Des yeux qui font baisser les miens
Un rire qui se perd sur sa bouche
Voilà le portrait sans retouche
De l'homme auquel j'appartiens

Quand il me prend dans ses bras
Il me parle tout bas
je vois la vie en rose

Il me dit des mots d'amour
des mots de tous le jours
Et ça me fait quelque chose

Il est entré dans mon coeur
Une part de bonheur
Dont je connais la cause

C'est lui pour moi
Moi pour lui
dans la vie
Il me l'a dit, l'a juré pour la vie

Et dès que je l'aperçois
Alors je sens en moi, mon coeur qui bat...

When he takes me in his arms
and whispers love to me
everything's lovely
It's him for me and me for him
all our lives
and it's so real what I feel
this is why

Et dès que je l'aperçois
Alors je sens en moi,mon coeur qui bat...
la vie .........

La vie en rose,la vie en rose vie
La vie en rose,

La vie en rose,la vie en rose
la vie en rose ,la vie en rose
la vie en rose , la vie en rose
la vie en rose, la vie en rose

Je t'aime voir toujours...

Self-portrait 2008
Keep dreamin'!!!




I'm the most famous person in the world.

–|Donald Trump (E! True Hollywood Story)

Friday, January 18, 2008

The Crotches of Hollister.

I went there.
With my hoodie (A+F, vintage) up (I figured it took about 7 years off my 47, so I looked like I was looking for my, umm, teenage kids?) I managed to (deliberately) snap a few near the mens' dressing rooms.

Oh yeah.


Tune back in later for my pithy review.

The E! Network?????

Who the FUCK are the Kardashians? And why should we care?

And I have NEVER used the "n" word on this blog (nor do I use the word personally), but who the fuck really cares about Snoop Doggggggggg and the rest of that brood of his. Really?

His kids want to have David Beckham teach them soccer? "Get Becks on the phone."

And he shows up? And says he has always loved rap and considers it a privilege to do this for Snoop?

Oh. I just realized.
The E! Network is one channel off from CNN.

My Big Fat Redneck Wedding?
Celebrity Rehab?

And people think I'M fucked up.

Where's my Klonopin? Oh. Next to my Seroquel.


Bobby Fischer Dead!

Thursday, January 17, 2008

The Daily Numbers.
No LOTTO here.

Not that there "should" be, but I will never, ever, ever understand why there are ZERO self-inflicted deaths in the (ch)Air Force.


Sadly, this day in 1991.
Forgotten US Heroes.

Operation DESERT STORM began.

Celebrating the Negative.


Behind the Seen!
Look mom! No assistant!

All Grace, all the time!
Grace Jones!

If you are looking for the best source on the 'Net for the most obscure cuts of one of the art world's most eccentric divas, wander over to this "obscure" website featuring the best of the rarest and most enjoyable Grace Jones' tunes to ever rock dance floors world-over.

And until you've heard TYPICAL MALE (thinks with his dick), you haven't heard Grace at her second best.

The best, being, of course, her defining version of Edith Piaf's LA VIE EN ROSE.


Oh My God! Oh My God!

(audible unzipping of pants) Oh My God! It's HUGE!

Always knew I loved SCRUFF on guys...

Who knew the gal in the vid was going to be a teacher some two years later!
Oh? She was suspended? Well, she can always, well, "act."

Forget sticking your finger in these dykes!


Wednesday, January 16, 2008

Sometimes, dead is better.
Right, Clive?

So sorry I missed your birthday yesterday, Derek.

Believe me, I WILL make it up to you...

Hot movie.
If you've the stomach.
Before your innards become your outtards.

Quite unexpected, somewhat churlish (need to check the various meanings), and very, very graphic.

Just the way I like 'em.

Note to Clive:
Funny how Derek Cecil and Scott Bakula kinda sorta look the same. I mean, I know you are married to David Hamilton and all, but I sense a thing for this type of guy. No no no. It's not like I'm complaining...

Get Well Soon!
Zac Efron

An emergency appendectomy?
Did it leave a scar?
Can I see?
Oh. I'm blind.
I need the Braille version...

Happy Birthday Kate Moss!

Wanna do a coupla lines to celebrate?

Happy Halloween!
circa 1978

Knitting needles, Jamie! Knitting needles!

Happy Birthday to the original Fright-Meister!

Director John Carpenter turns 60 today!
No. He wasn't part of "The Carpenters."
That's like taking home BLUE VELVET for the family to view, instead of NATIONAL VELVET.

And forget singing "Happy Birthday" (we'll prolly have to pay someone!) Why don't you just cue up one of the most recognizable movie theme songs, this side of JAWS.

From Wikipedia:

Halloween (1978) was a smash hit on release and helped give birth to the slasher film genre. Originally an idea suggested by producer Irwin Yablans (entitled The Babysitter Murders), who envisioned a film about babysitters being menaced by a stalker, Carpenter took the idea and another suggestion from Yablans that it take place during Halloween and developed a story. Carpenter said of the basic concept: "Halloween night. It has never been the theme in a film. My idea was to do an old haunted house movie." The film was written by Carpenter and Debra Hill with Carpenter admitting that the film was inspired by both Dario Argento's Suspiria and William Friedkin's The Exorcist. Carpenter again worked with a relatively small budget, $320,000. The film grossed over $65 million initially, making it one of the most successful independent films of all time.

Carpenter relied upon taut suspense rather than the excessive gore that would define later slasher films in order to make the menacing nature of the main character, Michael Myers, more palpable. At times, Carpenter has described Halloween in terms that appeared to directly contradict the more thoughtful, nuanced approach to horror that he actually used, such as: "True crass exploitation. I decided to make a film I would love to have seen as a kid, full of cheap tricks like a haunted house at a fair where you walk down the corridor and things jump out at you."

The Game Gets Captured by the Hunter.
Or is that
"The Hunter Gets Captured By the Game?"

Gotta love vintage vinyl picture discs. A vanishing (or re-appearing?) art form, for sure!

Pull up to MY bumper!

DEAD! at 25
Brad Renfro

Tuesday, January 15, 2008

Grace Jones circa 1982?
Part II

Grace Jones circa 1982?

HP Lovecraft
Dreams in the Witch House

Actually, not a bad job. The story is spooky enough, and leads up to a very unexpected and creepy ending.

Don't be a dope and buy this at any retail outlet, even your local DVD-Rama at 3 for $25.

It's available on Amazon, used, for under $2, and about that much for shipping.

It's worth a watch, but not for more than $5 total.

Now you know why I am an advocate of video piracy.

Part of the first season of Showtime's MASTERS OF HORROR, you see the films on the big screen (read: movie theatre) or the new-big screen (read: the $5000 plasma theatre in some rich folks' home-theatre) and, quite possibly, you buy the video when it comes out...BEFORE it's in the special mausoleum-fashioned box set (cheaply made, with absolutely no booklets whatsoever.).

And then it's available for less than $2 on Amazon.

Now THAT'S scary!

It's Ari's birthday!


For Martin Luther King's birthday...

it's gonna be allllllll Grace allllllll the time!

Grace Mendoza
High school portrait at 16


6º of separation
Grace Jones


Early life

Jones was born Grace Mendoza in Spanish Town, Jamaica, the daughter of Marjorie and Robert W. Jones, who was a politician and Apostolic clergyman.[2][3][4] Her parents took Grace and her brother Christian (now Bishop Noel Jones), to relocate to Syracuse, New York in 1965. Before becoming a successful model in New York City and Paris, Jones studied theatre at Syracuse University.

January '08
A+E video

Wolf Blitzer, CNN

I have a blog.
Pretty soon, everyone's going to have a blog.

Note to Wolf:
Ya think?
Are you SURE this isn't a passing fad?

Grace, I need a ride.
Can you ddddddd-drive?

Grace Jones
Joan Rivers

This has GOT to be the funniest interview I've ever seen.
Listen to the airplane story...

I never heard her speak for such a long time,
and she doesn't even seem like she's being "on."

Grace has a lot of look-a-likes? clones?

Doctor! Doctor!
The cure for depression!

Take YouTube,
and you won't need to call me in the morning.

The only medical restrictions?
You must take your YouTube WITH Grace Jones.

Off the fuckin' HOOK!
The Slave to the Rhythm


Watch this long enough, and often enough, and you'll be laughing through your tears too! It's that funny. I'm still wondering about the cast on her right arm. Knowing Grace, it could be all part of a costume!

Work that ass, grrrrrrl!

Grace Jones ROX!
Get some of what?

Love the hat, Grace.
Glad you out-lived a few...NOW GET BACK TO WORK!

Listen for this line:
first, Rick James fucks up Diana Ross by saying Donna Summer.
THEN he says:
Stevie (Wonder), you should see her (Grace's) hat.


Grace Jones Gets a Haircut!

And I love hearing her speak French.

Horror movies + whistling trailers.

First, there was the chilling whistling in HOSTEL.

Now, TEETH whistle, and send recurring chills down your spine.

Moral of the story?
If you are out, late at night,
and you hear some inexplicable whistling?


And I'll wait for your trailer, rather than your entrails.

Death, taxes, and another reason
why I'm gay!

Monday, January 14, 2008

Why I'm sick of the chatterbox
political presidential candidates.

The Pumpkin Spider

This day in 1941.

Don't fuck with me, fellas!

Faye Dunaway was born.


Discipline is often the difference between brilliance and mediocrity.

Todd Henry, founder


No pixels were harmed (read: retouched) in the posting of this photograph.

Weight Watchers?
Jenny Craig?
Black beauties?

And, get this: it's a GUY!

Dear Soledad:

Now you KNOW I really miss you and Miles on AMERICAN MORNING.

But what's with the recycling of the MLK PAPERS?

Wasn't that heralded for Black History Month 2007?

I mean, I know you are rarely in front of the camera these days, but I'd prefer to see your latest work, rather than Soledad Redux.

And I'm glad you are not part of the best political team on television.
It's cheesy to be self-congratulatory.

Regards to Miles.

Dear Lou:

Now you KNOW I support you in your non-bid for president, but I gotta tell you: get yourself a good editor!

If I'm not mistaken, the title of your book Independents Day: Awakening the American Spirit is incorrect.

Let's break it down:

"Independents" appears to be used in the plural. "Day" references the time which has come for the "Independents" which the places the use of the word in the possessive form.

So let's check this out:

"Independents Day" THEN translates into "the day of independents" which would necessitate an apostrophe after the last S in INDEPENDENTS.

Now, unless, and there's a small window here, you mean THE DAY FOR INDEPENDENTS, that releases the use of the apostrophe.

I think.

Keep up the great job on CNN, but PLEASE tell someone to have you guys STOP saying "part of the best political team on cable" or whatever that line is.

Just DO it. Don't brag about it.

The New Classic
Which to buy? Which to buy?

Sunday, January 13, 2008

Heinekin. Is it all about the beer?

Ummm, while this is a bit towards the edge for some people, it's pretty vanilla for others. I just laughed like hell because the beer is clearly a Heineken.

I think they should run this as an ad!

Great Men's Fashion Shot

Reminds me of the late, great Bill King.

The graphics are pretty hot too.

And great body language on the guy!

Spoiler Alert!
The Creature revealed!

This day in 1969.

This day in 1981.

Bollingen Prize for poetry awarded to May Swenson and Howard Nemerov.

For the cognoscenti: Howard Nemerov is Diane Nemerov Arbus' brother.

This day in 1979.

The YMCA files libel suit against Village People's YMCA song.

In a related story, the YMCA reports record enrollments in their gym and 100% occupancy of the YMCA "hotel" rooms.

Monster? What monster?

Spoiler Alert!
and the creature is...


The Twins on Google!

The Photographer + The Twins