Sunset Wins: Celeb Smack Loses
Posted on | May 8, 2007 |
Jeez. I make a simple statement about Paris Hilton and I get spammed. What is up with all the freakazoid people who want to attach cars to pet sites from on-line pharmacies and trap unsuspecting folks out there in bloggsville? It reminds me a bit of the kind of thinking that five year olds employ. But they’re usually successful.
So I took the opportunity to spend a brief amount of time looking for a few notorious folks in Google searches when I should have been getting my sorely needed beauty rest. At least I can hope for beauty since tomorrow’s weigh-in day, and, well, did you see that dessert I made on Sunday? And MoH’s Bananacakes? *sigh* But at least now I can sleep well after retiring, knowing that Ms. Hilton will be gracing a prison not near me soon because she had some kind of problem with her license or registration…and blamed the problem on her agent or the person who reads her mail. Is that like, “My dog ate my homework?” Who lives to read, wonder, and discuss this completely stoopid crap?
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Without really paying attention to which sites I clicked on while conducting my Google searches for people like Alex Baldwin, Brittney, and the remaining Idol contestants, I was more distracted by what is posted on those sites. There is actually a whole set of pictures, or ahem…”thumbnails”…devoted to people whose names you may recognize, who are accessing their posteriors and such. You know, making adjustments to their bottom wear — whether it be swimwear, or jeans, or? Can you imagine being someone who stalks, and waits for the primo moment to…wait…focus…snap that photo of Danny DeVito fixing his drawers? And what completely idiotic person paid someone to take that picture? Do I really need to know that celebrities dig in their nether regions like the rest of us when the urge arises? Can I please be left with some fantasies? Well, not with any of the people mentioned here, of course. Unbelievable. I need to get some toilet paper and clean up a bit. Ewww…
On a lesser note, and winding down, there’s not much to talk about on who’s left at American Noodle. The buzz is alive and well with Blake and his version of Bon Jovi’s piece “You Give Love a Bad Name,” seen last week. But some folks feel that LaKeesha looks tired, and Jordin’s performance was less than stellar last week, so it could be a knockdown dragout between Blake and Melinda. Not so bad, and great for them, but I’m in the “can’t wait for Top Chef” mode after Idol is over. Now that’s an interesting show. I always wondered how to make a drooliscious dish in 30 seconds flat using vending machine stuff. Okay, they do really cook, and it’s worth watching if you’re even remotely a foodie like me. Hurry up and win, Melinda, so we can get on with the summer!
And speaking of summer — the MoH is home much earlier these days, and asked about whether I had gone for a walk today or not. Sheesh. Nope.
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By N2H
May 8th, 2007 @ 1:44 pm
Hi Kel! First visit to blogsville! Love it. Will be cruising the archives.
Hugs to all, J
May 8th, 2007 @ 3:43 pm
OMG Judy! It’s been like a hunnerd years. How cool that you’re not just a lurker and fessed up right away. Dig your drawers out of your crack and get comfy. Occasionally I write things that are worthwhile and make sense, but not too often b/c I’m too busy ROTFLMAO or something stoopid thing like that.
May 8th, 2007 @ 5:33 pm
You have a thing about undies and panties… must be one of your favorie anaolgies. I remember when you handed over some of your lesson plans and told me to tweak them to fit me b/c you can never wear someone else’s underware because it just doesn’t fit right. That thought has always stuck with me - you are some funny funny gal!!
May 8th, 2007 @ 5:39 pm
And you have a great memory! I do remember saying that to you. You agree, right?
My family has always been stuck in the cracks, so to speak, and raising boys accentuates it. Butts were a routine topic of conversation at our dinner table. I know…Eww…But at least talking about butts was better than the gas letting that could ensue at any given moment. Really. And great times were had by all. It’s what they talk about and remember about growing up. Not all the shiny special stuff. And to think that I should have been having tea parties. *sigh*
May 9th, 2007 @ 1:19 am
hi Kelly
fantastic photos and sunsets!!!!
I hope you don’t mind …I have tagged you for a meme on my blog
I hope you can participate….. if you have time….
regards Kim
May 9th, 2007 @ 3:50 am
I used to work in PR, and everyone knows that you never trust a publicist. What a lame excuse. Typical brat behavior though…no one can seem to take responsibility for their own actions these days. Although Ty Pennington is owning up to his recent drunk driving. He’s so annoyingly loud, but I really do love him. He’s too hot not to.
May 9th, 2007 @ 3:49 pm
Hi Kim, I left a response on your blog and will cheerfully do the meme — thankfully an easy one. Plus, it makes it easier for me to tag someone who may actually do it themselves!
Hey, Beckeye…Left a response to you this morning as well. And after my morning perusal of our local fishwrap, it looks like Paris has hired back her publicist. And, I may have to do some more trawling for info — I hear her fans have a petition to submit to the Governator for her “release.” News at eleven.