53 posts tagged “bglow”
At times, he may have been a dick of the football field with a his grandstanding (a fact I learned from The Simpsons and not as a fan of football), but he along with his professional dance partner Kym Johnson were always a delight on this season of Dancing With The Stars. You may have come second, but you're first in my heart. Aside from being appreciative of the joy that he was on the dance floor, I'm also appreciative of the fact that he's provided folks looking to break the ice with another question aside from "You play football?" At the store the other day, I was waiting for my change when a guy behind me asked, "You don't dance like Warren do you?" I gave him the say answer I give when everyone ask the football question ("No."), but I gave him a smile and a laugh to boot (as opposed to the death glare I give in response to the football question.)
Edited to Add: Here's my favorite performance of the season featuring Warren and the rest of Team Paso Doble.
Love you, Boo.
spotted on Jezebel
Gemma's the H.O.L.I.C.(Head Old Lady In Charge). She was married to the founder of the Sons of Anarchy. After his death, she married his succesor. Now in order to maintain her status, she has to deal with her son Jax, who's being haunted by his father (via his old journals). Yep, it's kinda like Hamlet on Harley, but Gemma far more menacing and manipulative than Gertrude ever was. If Gemma came talking to you about "There's a willow grows alsant . . . blah, blah, blah Ophelia drowned. Sweets to sweet." you wouldn't dare ask her but you'd have to ask yourself, I wonder if that she pushed her in? Especially after you see the way she handles the meth-addicted mother of her prematurely born grandson. Gemma ain't one to be messed nor is her family.
Of course, I probably would probably feel different if she was my nebby neighbor tossing hot grease on me while I out in the national spotlight:
"That Felipe was always an odd bird. I don't know if I want him on the County Council. I remember him sitting on the front steps of his father's church, making dress out of rags for his Mickey Mouse doll and singing to himself like he was in his own little world. "
After Sara "Barracuda" "Would-be Book Burner" Palin's smarmy and mendacious speech on Wednesday, I had a feeling we would hear Heart's "Barracuda" soon or later. And there it was on Thursday. When she and her husband Todd (would-be First DILF? Can't give her props for much but she did manage to snag herself a looker with that one.) came out for the confetti drop, there was that familiar guitar riff and then dear Ann wailing: "So this ain't the ennd. I saw you again today. I had to turn my heart away." I thought to myself, How dare they use Heart for evil! Shame on you! Glad I wasn't the only one galled. Ann and Nancy released a statement to EW.com:
Sarah Palin's views and values in NO WAY represent us as American women. We ask that our song 'Barracuda' no longer be used to promote her image. The song 'Barracuda' was written in the late 70s as a scathing rant against the soulless, corporate nature of the music business, particularly for women. (The 'barracuda' represented the business.) While Heart did not and would not authorize the use of their song at the RNC, there's irony in Republican strategists' choice to make use of it there."
I *heart* Heart.
I was not expecting much out of Hilary Clinton's opening act, especially when he came out rocking cowboy boots and a bolo, but the charming Montana Governor proved me wrong. Speaking on America's need for more renewable energy sources, he managed to move the crowd, called them out damn near state by state, and demanded the they "get off [their] hind ends" to declare energy independence.
In case you missed it, you can see the whole speech here.
He wasn't showing this much skin last night (What gives! Especially when the woman players' skimpy uniforms have inspired salacious video tributes and made our president look like Chester Molester. Not that dearth of male flesh of on dispay elsewhere in Beijing to compensate for the disparity. Mmmmm . . . Zonderland.) So it was skills and not skin that kept me rapt as they took on team from Brazil and shut them down mightily . Besides, Dalhausser is another one weird grooming crushes. More than anything else, I can imagine myself breaking out footstool (at 6'9 he's got me by two inches), slathering the sunblock on that precious noggin and peeling off the sunburnt skin if needed.
I'd made plans to sneak over to China and adopt Lin Hao (just as long as I could convince Yao Ming to come along with us), but now I feel compelled to rescue young Yang Peyi, the Martha Wash of the Bejing Olympics.. Although her voice was good enough, her looks weren't good enough for certain Chinese officials. So they pulled her from the opening cermony and some little hussy other girl lip-sych to her track. Totalitarianism and religous suppression? Eh. Triflling with a little seven year-old's self-esteem? HOW DARE THEY!!!!
