Question: Hey Laurie, you sage woman you—what in your opinion, is the best definition of globalization?
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Answer: Why, Princess Diana’s death, silly!
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Question: How come, Laurie? Why, huh????
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Answer: Easy, mon ami! [...]
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Released late last year, “Coming Around Again” is an interesting piece, musically speaking. It’s a happy, optimistic little number that’s an amalgam of a tiny bit of Reggae, a healthy dose of pop and Gospel, with a dash of R&B.
The song fared well in the U.K., Simon Webbe’s home country. Got has [...]
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You know how it is when things are a million times funnier when you can’t laugh…or you’re not supposed to laugh? Like when you’re in church, temple or class?
I found a CLASSIC example of this hilarious phenomenon on YOU TUBE.
It takes place on (what I assume) is a rather serious chat show somewhere in Europe. [...]
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Cautionary Tale #1
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Cautionary Tale #2
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These crazy ass videos are dedicated to my friends, the insane inmates at the asylum I call rationreality.com
Why? Because if they had more time, a few more friends, a camera and a mom who owned a costume and wig shop, this would be the same, exact crazy fucked up [...]
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If you want proof of just how much times have changed, you can:
A) look in the mirror or
B) compare and contrast the toys we played with and the toys your kids and grandchildren play with today.
I feel sorry for kids these days. Their toys are all so damn “safe”. They have to have [...]
OK…first let me say that I AM NOT A SISTER OF SAPPHO!! Save for that little college thing, I am straight. With that said, I think Paris Hilton is not pretty—as a rule. I do think that she oozes a certain sexiness that would appeal to the base/primordial/feral sensibilities of the every man.
And Rosie O’Donnell.
I [...]
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The ONLY constant in beauty is our ever changing perception of what is….and isn’t.
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Through the magic of a process that is as close to Darwinian evolution as it gets, we age.
We grow up.
From fertilized egg..to zygote..to fetus…to baby…to toddler…and so on.
It’s hard to imagine that some people were ever children.
But they were. Even Andrew Card was once a tyke.
I wonder what some looked like in their formative years, [...]
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From the “Now, I’ve Seen Everything Department”.
So, I couldn’t sleep because Morpheus skipped my house—again— and mockingly refused me slumber.
Bastard.
So, I went a-blogging, to check out the competition. To see what’s up. You know, if you look, you can find the weirdness you seek.
A lot like people.
On this night, I was looking for stuff and [...]
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I need your help; your input.
You see, a very important anniversary rapidly approaches.
It’s not one celebrated with balloons, magnums of champagne or even a card.
It’s an auspicious day that only I hold dear and I’ll acknowledge it as I always do—in the quiet of dawn or at the end of the day in the [...]
