I MAY NEED TA DRINK TO DEAL WITH WORK.

Yeah, still loving the new office location, but it's clear now the TIME NAZI has been assigned to supervise us in order to make our jobs more difficult and stressful. Before she came to our office, work was pretty manageable, but in the last few months she's been quietly here and sneakily unleashing her plan, it's now obvious what her mission is; stupid ass beatch is not only concerned about what time we get here and shit, but she's also tacked on extra work to make the experience of being here more "productive." Let's just say I'm really hating her and the power trip she is currently enjoying. So it goes. This is what having a job is like folks. What a shitty deal. The real world makes me cringe at times. The things one has to put up with to earn a living. ARGEE MY ARGH!!!!!!!!!!!!!!! I'll have to deal with it, until I finally decide to get off my skinny ass and move onto greener pastures, hopefully by the year 2020. AAHAHAH!

Well, week/round 3 of that karaoke competition was held this past Tuesday night at the local bar again, and although I don't think I did as well as I would've liked, I still pulled it off to make it into round 4 next week! WOOHOO! I felt the audience was a bit harsh and cold last night, but overall I had a good time and enjoyed myself. Sure, the $1000 prize still sounds great and all, but as long as I don't take it too seriously, I am having fun. It is great to hang, talk shit and see old and new friends alike. Ya meet some really nice people, and some real annoying ones. So it goes, just another night at the watering hole in LA man.

What really struck me about being at the bar yet again, was the extraordinary ability some people have to drink and smoke away like there's no tomorrow. I have my psychotropic med I take every other day as my crutch I suppose, but I am telling ya man, people out there must be truly miserable; there they are: gulping down beers, cocktails, and shots in such vast quantities whilst smoking a good pack of cigs in the span of just a few hours! I'm not saying ya can't have a drink or two to mellow out and stuff, but I noticed some serious alcoholism and nicotine addiction last night that left me baffled! I get bad heartburn after a bit of pot, and alcohol just makes me feel worse, which is why I really can't drink. I suppose having anxiety disorder stops me from abusing my bod this way, but man am I jealous that people can get this plastered time and time again. I guess it's something I really should not envy, but it is an interesting and fascinating observation.

Like Lindsay Lohan, the inner emotional and mental pain many out there are suffering from is real.

P.S. One of my fav John Lennon solo songs ever. John was the only other songwriter that could match Paul McCartney's genius. Why of course you say:

http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=0sMnP3u4qEk

REQUIESCAT IN PACE TAMMY FAYE.

I could barely stand watching a clip of Larry King Live this week where Tammy Faye Messner made her final appearance. She looked so horrific, so cadaverish, and so physically ill that I had to click it off because I was going mental. I mean, that old goat Larry King looked great compared to poor Tammy, and that's saying something! If you got tha balls, watch this clip, but I am warning you, it is utterly devastating to watch someone's final moments alive when terminally ill like this; cancer is one cruel motherfucker. I think a good heart attack/stroke is a better way to go man.

For all the scandal and fraud this Tammy Faye was involved in, her downfall sure was quick and embarrassing. Husband Jim was schtooping Jessica Hahn, while their little Christian PTL Empire crumbled under all that weight of begging gullible people for money. I'm sure many out there will find it terribly hard ta ever forgive this woman for being involved in this sort of scam, but I think Tammy Faye really tried her best to redeem herself the final years of her life.

Last time I saw her pretty good and relatively healthy was on that show The Surreal Life where she lived with Vanilla Ice and Ron Jeremy. Did y'all see that? LOLOLOL! It was actually pretty funny, and everyone really loved Tammy Faye; they all thought she was the nicest, kindest most tolerant person they had ever met. She had a sort of underground gay following, because many respected Tammy for not judging or damning gay men to hell like other Christian fundamentalists have and continue to do so (i.e. Jerry Falwell). Interesting time now to check out that documentary on her called, The Eyes of Tammy Faye.

It breaks my little sensitive heart that she suffered so, but bravo to this woman for her bravery in facing her own mortality and waking us up into realizing how precious and short this journey truly is. God bless your soul Tammy Faye. Whatever wrong ya did, I'm sure the good Lord hath forgiven thee, like I'm sure we all hope he does, when our time comes.

Tammy Faye: a true mascara-wearing over-the-top American original.

DO I SEE CHEMISTRY HERE?

"I'M GLAD IT'S YER BIRTHDAY! HAPPY BIRTHDAY TO YOU!"

Yes! This blog, this very blog is officially three years old today! Can I git a big YEEHA?! I SAID CAN I GET A BIG YEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEHAAAAAAAAAAA?! WAT CENTRAL - An Existential Wasteland was officially started on July 19, 2004. HOT DIGGITY DAMN!

Well, I dunno how it even got this far, but am most pleased to have all of you around! The irony here of course is that this blog was also started on my birthday! 26 years ago (just buy into my fake age ok?) a small little adorable blond whiteboyish Latino lad was born to a very Hispanic mother in Los Angeles, CA. The horror here of course is that I am still in this plastic cesspool! ARGH! WHY GOD WHYYYYYYYYYYYYYYYY??!!! Hey, I've made it this far right? Regardless of where I am at this stage in life, I am still alive, and that in itself is a true blessing.

I don't know if I've made it to round three of that karaoke singing contest for next Tuesday (most likely I did) but this past Tuesday night's round two was a bona fide success. There were only about 14 contestants left, and we all had to sing two songs to prove our worth. Many of us were truly on and performing at our very best, including yours truly, if I may say so myself semi-modestly. I sang Rocket Man by Elton John and My Sacrifice by Creed. There were some very nice people I'd never met who really showered me with praise for my Rocket Man rendition and I was quite flattered. They voted for me! MEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEE!

To myself, a big Happy Plopped-Out-Of-My-Mama Day, and to this blog continued success into the heights of the stratosphere for informing and documenting as much as possible on just about every topic known to humankind, with special praise often reserved for my good friends John, Paul, George, and Ringo.

And to you: the faithful reader, commenter, or casual fan, a million thanks!

God bless.

OH YE SENSITIVE LITTLE CRAB.

I'm not from St. Olaf or as dumb as Rose Nylund was on The Golden Girls, but I'm certainly as sensitive as she was.

I was watching this movie today, and in it, one of the two main characters dies, and the scene was so emotionally heavy and devastating to me. I felt awful watching this character die on film, really really awful! I mean, this is a reality sooner or later we must face through loved ones, friends, people we know, and worse, our own demise! I mean, if ya aren't lucky enough to die instantly, what if yer freaking death is slow and gives ya time to reflect and say goodbye and shit? There he was, this guy in this movie, with all his qualities and faults, dying slowly, and knowing it! How vulnerable! HOW UTTERLY VULNERABLE AND HEART-WRENCHING! Aside from when we are infants or children, to slowly die has to be the most terribly vulnerable moment of our lives. Damn freakin' movie made me cry. UGH!

So since I am mortal, as of late, I'm doing my conscious best to be a better person ya know? I'm obviously still a work-in-progress mind you. Physically, I'm already pretty hot (INSERT ROARING LAUGHTER HERE), but emotionally and mentally I still have a lot to learn and master. I know that I can't live a completely worry free life, but I want to bring my worries and fear down to a manageable and tolerable level. The one thing to also master is my reaction to other negative people. I have to admit, I'm still a sensitive wuss to other people behaving badly towards me. I can stand up for myself and defend myself when the need calls for it I suppose, but it'd be so nice to just let things go and not resent others to the degree that I sometimes do, and for those moments to not make me feel genuinely bad as they often do.

Examples? There's this girl at work who has never acknowledged me, even when I've said "hello" to her and walks by and looks at me like a piece of garbage really. Of course, now I hate her guts, but why should I? She doesn't like me, and that's just fine right? It's acceptable for people to not like me, even if they haven't gotten to know me! It's the nature of the world, but it still sucks and hurts my feelings that they didn't bother to even gimme a chance! I have another friend who goes into weird mood swings and acts very distant and aloof with me from time to time for no reason other than he is mentally/emotionally ill, but it still makes me feel bad when he behaves this way towards me. Or there's the good friend of my dear friend who treats me like crap because he's envious of me (I'm not that special), and it really hurts my feelings. WELL FUCK THIS SENSITIVE SHIT ALREADY! I am able to tell another human being who is being totally reprehensible and obnoxious to go to hell, but the pain of their behavior does linger within me and makes me very cynical about human nature. Thank God for the genuine good people out there, or Idda already become a hermit and went ta live with nature and the animals.

I have a tough facade. I really do. Most people assume I am in complete and utter control. That nothing phases me. That I am carefree. I am always happy and laughing. Clean cut and fun. Yes, this is true. I am all these things. But my interior is so sensitive, so fragile, and so loving and giving. I often wonder, if only people really got to know the real me, I think they'd be awfully surprised and perhaps quite pleased to know my heart is worth gold. To those who already have broken through (and I can count them on less than the fingers on one hand), you are the lucky ones who know and appreciate the real me, as fortunate am I to know thee as well! To those who will just brush me off or continue mistreating me for whatever reason, so be it. I obviously cannot please everyone or make everyone like me, and others will be mean to me from time to time. It's just the way it is, although me initiating negativity towards another person is inconceivable! I'll attack to defend, but to just attack someone is beyond my comprehension.

The great thing about all of this? I can become an even greater human being than I am now! This is a terrific empowering feeling! I cannot change the world, but I can change myself and my reactions and perceptions to it. I gotta stop taking it all so personally and just let things go.

I knew writing stuff out like this was good therapy.

:)

I'M NO PAUL MCCARTNEY, BUT LIFE IS GOING WELL NONETHELESS.

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SINGING KARAOKE IN THE POST-SOVIET ERA.

Shit man, I just got back from a karaoke singing contest with some 20 other contestants at the local watering hole. Grand prize? $1000 BUCKS! Not bad, but I gotta hang in there the next few Tuesdays, which will be hard, because the competition tonight was tough. Not that I didn't do pretty good mind you; I sang that famous tune from The Breakfast Club by Simple Minds, Don't You Forget About Me. Yeah, I've practiced it enough that I felt comfortable doing it, although it was difficult being the second one up with everyone paying full attention to my skinny ass whilst on stage! EEK! It was hard not to feel my legs shake, so I had to tap away and pretend I was in control. I pulled it off I suppose, but as of this time I don't know if I'm still in for next week, since I had to leave the bar to come home and get ready for bed. I'm tired. And I have a slight sore throat. Damn bar was packed. FUDGEPACKED! GAY MEN GALORE!

Yeah, I was caught by surprise too, by this little movie starring my boy Jakey G. It came out in 1999 and it's called October Sky. I had never seen it, and I was pretty impressed. What a cool little film man! So moving and inspirational, very Americana, back when the Soviet Union was our sole competition and menace in the world. Can ya freakin' believe it? Back then, the Soviets were our main threat and technological rivals. Americans really felt down when the Russians were able to launch the Sputnik satellite into space before us back in 1957. There was this real competitive urge between the two superpowers that now seems but a distant memory. Good little movie! Kudos to Jakey who was very good in the movie and looking quite hot although a bit goofy and still growing out of his adolescence. The film felt very much like Stand By Me at times, in capturing the innocent magic that was the 1950s in the U.S.A.

Off ta brush ma choppers...

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http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=m8LGDxIr5wI

THE GOURDS HAVE RETURNED!

Hey, this Live Earth event was decent, but not great. Duran Duran sounded so damn good, even all these years later! And I thought Madonna looked amazing, even if she was dressed like some retro 1950s housewife; there was CLOUD again, that hot as hell dancer of hers. MAMA MIA!

I am a bit excited, but not expecting too much out of the brand new Smashing Pumpkins album. Yeah, The Pumpkins are back, but two of the 90s members are not returning, which kind of sucks. Yes, the brains behind the band Billy Corgan is back as well as Jimmy Chamberlin the drummer, but bassist D'Arcy and lead guitarist James Iha are not back. Bogus comeback I suppose, since so much of the great material put out by the band consisted of these four "original" members. I'll give the new album a chance nonetheless, but in this lost strange first decade of the 2000s, the rock music being put out today is nothing like the genius stuff that was being made in the 1990s.

And The Smashing Pumpkins were part of that genius--in particular, I cite their 1995 CD, Mellon Collie and the Infinite Sadness as one of the greatest rock albums of all time; the greatest of the 1990s period. What a beautiful collage of music this masterwork is! Billy Corgan's creative songwriting juices were most definitely at their peak during this period alright, and almost every song on this double CD is listenable and a joy! It's got beautiful ballads, hard rock songs, and wonderful arrangements throughout. If you do not own this CD or have not downloaded it in these modern times for whatever reason, you must renounce your music lover's card now and come back when you have finally gotten your hands on the whole thing. There were some notable hits from Mellon Collie like 1979 and Tonight, Tonight, but there are many more great tunes on it worth checking out.

Like many bands, The Smashing Pumpkins had a lot of fighting and drug abuse issues, which is why they have returned without all the original crew. Why can't people just make up and get along again, especially these bands whose original members are all still alive?!

The Beatles sadly, will never get that chance to truly re-unite again...

LIVE EARTH!

Whatever the criticisms, it's all still for a good cause; attention given to our environment and global warming must be a priority! You can tune into the BRAVO cable network all day today Saturday starting at 9a.m. or just watch it on the Internet here:

http://liveearth.msn.com/concerts

Of course, the show in London will be the highlight with most of the good musical acts; there we go again with all that attention on Britain!

SIMPLY DIVINE.

I trust y'all had a nice Fourth of July?

There is heavy promotion for the new Hairspray remake film with John Travolta, but it only makes me wish transvestite Divine was still around. Ah yes, the incomparable and unforgettable Divine! Glen Milstead was his real name, and John Waters had the brilliant eye to use him lots in his early twisted movies like Pink Flamingos, Female Trouble, and Polyester. Apparently, John and Glen went to high school together back in Baltimore, Maryland and soon after their degenerate and hilariously revolting collaborations began.

If you've never seen some of John Water's classic 70s films, you owe yourself a look at some fine work with absolutely no social value, other than to disgust and make ya laugh your head off. It was Divine's overly dramatic deliveries and a competent ridiculous regular cast (including Mink Stole and the enormously hilarious Edith Massey) that made these films so fun; the epitome of white trash indeed! Pink Flamingos gets all the glory for showing Divine eating doggy poo in the final scene, but I wholeheartedly believe Female Trouble is the better film; funnier and more twisted than can possibly be imagined. These films can still shock today; they received an X rating back then and were even banned in certain countries. John Waters went very mainstream in the 1980s and his films since then have not had the same grotesque impact as his early work; by the time he directed the original Hairspray, Waters was pretty tame.

Sadly, drag queen Divine died at the young age of 42, due to being overweight. He was fortunate though to die in his sleep--as a result of sleep apnea and heart failure. But the legacy of his work, as preposterously tasteless as it is, still remains highly comedic. There is no doubt that Divine was a terrific comedic performer, and I defy anyone to watch one of his films and not roar out a good one.

It'll be interesting to see what Travolta does with the role Divine played some 19 years ago.

http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=MOMrslEMp94

http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=3qwBOaeKKNM

http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=KRjbdPYJysY

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BRITANNIA!

The eyes of the world are on Britain kiddies! Or at least mine are!

They're on edge over serious terrorist attempts in the last week of course. What I hadn't noticed though is that they just got a new prime minister! WHY THAT'S PRETTY SIGNIFICANT AIN'T IT SHERLOCK? My beloved bud made a good point, which I had not realized; these failed attacks must've been attempted in order to influence the new U.K. leader Gordon Brown and his developing government. WHY OF COURSE! That's just what they did in Spain during the elections there back in 2004; they bombed that train station in Madrid and soon after the new prime minister pulled all his support out of Iraq.

And just this weekend, they celebrated a huge charity concert at Wembley Stadium in honor of Princess Di. There they were, those two adorable boys, her sons: Prince William and Prince Harry. Don't know why man, but unlike that rich witch Paris Hilton, I think Diana's kids are so nice, friendly, charismatic, and likable, despite being born into wealth. It doesn't hurt that they're good looking too right? I just hope William doesn't continue physically morphing into his oogly father as he seems to be as of late. They certainly don't seem as stuck-up or cold like their father's side of the family; Her Majesty THE OLD BAG and PRINCE EARS. And that nastey Afghan Hound-looking stepmother of theirs, Camilla.

Who needs to culturally focus on the U.S. these days, when there's so much going on in the good ole' United Kingdom?

LONDON CALLING.

I find it terribly sad that they came so close to killing hundreds in London with two car bombs. And now today I'm hearing about a car in flames that was rammed into a Scottish airport! Another terrorist attempt perhaps? Certain media was trying to be politically correct about not pointing the finger at Muslim extremists, but come on, we know better now don't we? Most of this terrorist scourge in our world today is due to them.

Unless we're all being taken for a ride and our governments are feeding us more unnecessary and controlling fear...

Like what that brilliant V for Vendetta film portrayed.

LARRY KING IS OLDER THAN THE ACROPOLIS.

I'm so bloody tired. UGH. I gotta muster enough energy to make it to work two more facking days. Oh yeah, and ta make it to the gym at least one more time this week. Why should I complain, right? I'm sure my life ain't as hard as someone else's out there, but it sure feels tiring--exhausting even at times.

Paul McCartney had a free special little concert last night Wednesday here in Hollywood at Amoeba Records for some 300 loyal fans waiting outside the place now for days! Shoot man, I love me the former Beatle lots and lots, but I dunno about that camping out and waiting out there just ta see him. I'm sure it was an amazing intimate moment for dem rabid fans. I caught him on Larry King Live Tuesday night, (which will be rerun in case ya missed it) and he was so fascinating to watch along with Ringo Starr; the only two living Beatles man! MY GOD! Larry King is a crappy interviewer, but still managed ta say some truths: "Do ya ever pinch yerselves? I mean, u guys changed the world." McCartney and Starr were pretty cool. Yoko Ono and Olivia Harrison were on too, which only reinforced how much I'd like to have dinner with Olivia and throw the scraps at Yoko afterwards. McCartney did his best though to be nice to Yokey, and they seemed to be warm towards each other I suppose.

Speaking of Larry King, he also spoke ta Paris Hilton Wednesday night, and she's a purty girl and all but still as boring as ever. I suppose jail has mellowed her out and made her aware of just how fortunate she is and turned her all of sudden into a blonde white rich wannabe Mother Teresa and shit, but she'll prolly go back to her usual partying ways soon enough. I guess I should give her the benefit of the doubt, but ya just never know with PAREE DO YA?!

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I'm in tha mood for Tostitos now.

"OH THE HUMANITY!"

We all know what happened to the mighty glorious Hindenburg right?!

Of course! Such a big beautiful behemoth ship she was. The most prestigious way to travel, until jet planes came into use. For a while there Nazi Germany seemed to be very creative and on the vanguard of technology. From what I've read, I believe it was the largest aircraft ever built by humans. The largest ever! WOW!

They wanted to fill it with the safe gas helium, but apparently there were restrictions imposed by the U.S. (which had this gas in abundance) against Germany, so the Germans had to use hydrogen instead; the U.S. was already suspicious of Hitler's government mind you. The ship was named after the President of Germany, Paul von Hindenburg, who was succeeded by Adolf Hitler. It was pretty expensive to travel on it, only the really rich and wealthy could afford to really; $400 back then, which would be a whopping $5,000 or so nowadays.

Alas, it had flown from Germany to Lakehurst, New Jersey many times successfully without a problem during its first year of service in 1936. However, that all ended in May of 1937 as it was about to land in New Jersey, and burst into flames. There he was, reporter Herbert Morrison, with his famous line, "OH THE HUMANITY!" Morrison was deeply devastated by what he was witnessing of course, and his reporting of the incident stands as one of the first dramatic news events ever caught on film. Most of the deaths surprisingly, occurred not from the flames engulfing the passenger cabin area, but by those who jumped in fright to their demise below; 97 people were on board, 35 were killed, and one dude on the ground.

Many theories have surfaced as to what really happened. Why did the mighty zeppelin burst into flames? Well, it was perhaps most likely a combination of the flammable hydrogen gas and the paint used on the airship that did her in--at least, this is what that cable show Mythbusters proved with their tests not too long ago. This story is all too similar to the Titanic disaster ain't it?

I can smell a good Hollywood blockbuster movie already, although I think a cheap flick was already made some years ago.

JOHN'S SPAWN.

John Lennon fathered two boys.

With his first wife Cynthia, we got Julian Lennon, who achieved moderate success in the 80s, but never really took off like many hoped he would. Actually, Julian is quite talented to be honest. He's a pretty good songwriter in my opinion and sounds very much like his genius father. Why he didn't become a huge superstar is puzzling. I mean, Judy Garland was big and Liza Minelli did just fine following in her mother's footsteps didn't she? I really think Julian could've become very very popular. He seemed to be doing well in 1984, and then just kinda did not take off.

Then there's Sean Lennon. Oh dear. What can I say? Sean seems like a sweet dude. He really does. It must not have been, and prolly still is not easy to be Yoko Ono's son. Lets face it, Yoko is not very well-liked, though my opinion on tha hag is softening a bit I suppose as the years go on by. Sean is quite dull musically though. I just can't seem to find the coolness in his songwriting like I do in Julian's. I just shake my head and wonder really. Howard Stern once said, "Poor Sean. Must be rough to inherit all of your father's money and none of his talent." OUCH!

Sadly, I think Howard was right.

CINEPHILES UNITE!

A programming note for all ye kiddies who love film as much as I do! CBS is airing AFI's 100 Years...100 Movies tonight Wednesday starting at 8p.m. They chose the 100 greatest movies ten years ago, but apparently have updated the list a decade later to include some new choices or something to that effect.

And now my friends, I give you clips of some my favorite movies ever. Enjoy:

http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=oGqg-OUmW7s

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THE KING OF HOLLYWOOD.

Humphrey Bogart gets a lot of praise and attention, but is no match in my humble opinion to the greatest male movie star of all time: Mr. Clark Gable.

Mind you, I have yet to see most of Gable's films, but those I have seen: It Happened One Night, San Francisco, China Seas, and Gone With The Wind convince me of just how truly terrific, witty, and commanding this man was onscreen. Blessed with good looks and charm, Gable epitomized everything about classic Hollywood.

Interesting Gable trivia:

-Was born in 1901 in Ohio to a German mother (who died when he was only 7 months old) and a father of German descent. Came to Hollywood in 1924.

-Gable had very bad teeth, and almost died of a severe gum infection in 1933. He had to have most of his choppers extracted and wore dentures. During the making of Gone With The Wind, Vivien Leigh complained about having to kiss Clark, because he had very bad breath; smoking and poor hygiene must've surely contributed to this.

-Gable was married a total of five times. It is highly likely he would have stopped at marriage #3 to actress Carole Lombard. He was deeply in love with her and had the happiest moments of his life wed to her for three short years. They even bought a nice ranch in Encino, CA. Sadly, Lombard died in a plane crash, and this devastated Gable for the rest of his life. Upon his death, he was buried alongside her at Forest Lawn in Glendale.

-Gable fathered two children; an illegitimate daughter with actress Loretta Young and a son with his final wife Kay. Judy was Gable's "secret" daughter, and was teased at school about being his child. Her mother Loretta never would admit to Judy who her father was, and it is said Clark even visited Judy once without admitting the truth. It was hard to deny it though, as she inherited much of her father's looks. Gable's son John Clark Gable, was born after Clark died.

-Gable hated actress Greta Garbo. She didn't like him much either.

-Disappointingly, Clark Gable was homophobic. He really disliked working with British actor Chales Laughton on the set of Mutiny on the Bounty, because Laughton would often bring his boyfriend to the set. Legendary gay director George Cukor was supposed to direct Gone With The Wind (and did do some key uncredited scenes), but it is said Gable did not feel comfortable with Cukor and was partially responsible for removing him from the project which brought in Victor Fleming to finish the movie instead.

-Gable did have some cosmetic surgery to fix his very pronounced ears.

-His 1934 film It Happened One Night inspired the cartoon character of Bugs Bunny. The way Gable chews a carrot in a scene while talking in the film, was just one of the inspirations.

-Gable was constantly upset on the set of his final film The Misfits, because Marilyn Monroe would always be late. He had smoked and drunk so much up to this point and then went ahead and lost a lot of weight using a crash diet, that his heart could take no more. He died of a heart attack in 1960 shortly after this shoot.

"All this 'King' stuff is pure bullshit. I eat and sleep and go to the bathroom just like anyone else. I'm just a lucky slob from Ohio who happened to be in the right place at the right time." - William Clark Gable.

MY NEW TOY.

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TOO MANY PEOPLE.

So there's some six billion people alive on this planet right now correct?

And ya know what trips me out? THAT MOST OF THOSE PEOPLE WILL ALL BE DEAD IN 100 YEARS! OMG! That is such an amazing concept! SIX BILLION SOULS! ALL DEAD IN THE SPAN OF A CENTURY! Even the ones born now will prolly not reach the century mark, unless science comes up with some extraordinary life extension techniques. What will they do with all those people--the corpses? They can't all be buried right? Is there even enough room? I guess most of us will be cremated and thrown into the sea or set aside in some little urn somewhere. My God! There's just so many people! "SOYLENT GREEN IS REALLY PEOPLE!" OOPS! Sorry, had to have my overly dramatic Charlton Heston moment there.

And all these people alive right now are breathing, shitting, and consuming. Do we even have enough resources for all this humanity I ask? Ain't oil supposed to run out and then here comes water shortages and global warming and the poor little animals are becoming extinct thanks to human encroachment and shit? I dunno man. We need a good tsunami or some major disaster or disease to begin some serious population control. Hopefully I won't be one of the victims eliminated, but so be it! LOLOL! I've decided up to this point not to reproduce or breed really. I find life wonderful, but so full of heartache that it scares me to have to bring yet another humanoid into this very strange fucked up reality sometimes. And then, not only does this child have to grow up and learn the ways of the world, but then they have to work and ultimately die! THAT IS SO CRUEL! BRING LIFE INTO THE WORLD ONLY TO YANK IT AWAY AND HAVE THEM KNOW THAT DEATH WILL BE THEIR ULTIMATE RESULT? MY GOD! MY DEAR PRECIOUS GOD!

Did ya know that because of the huge massive numbers of Chinese people in China and throughout the world that Mandarin Chinese is the world's most spoken language in terms of speakers, some 1.2 billion? It hardly has any influence though because it is such a hard language to learn/speak and because the language of communication throughout the world is English of course. Lots of people speak Hindi too, because India has lots of people. A crapload also speaks Spanish and Russian. Yeah, lots of people are speaking those languages right now! That's Chinese, English, Spanish, Hindi, and Russian. Let's see, that's some 3 billion people covered right there! About three billion people are speaking one of those languages in their daily lives at this very moment! That's half the world's population practically.

There are more people alive now than ever before in human history. Does this mean the planet is heavier now? Does the Earth actually weigh more now with all these extra people? And lemme tells ya, they keep getting fatter too! AHAHAHAHA!

One final population fact, did you know that about 100 billion humans have lived on the Earth throughout recorded history?

And they're all dead.

PARIS ISN'T IN SPAIN.

Paris back in the slammer was the best thing possible that could happen, because it seemed for a moment there that the whole country was about to take to the streets and riot had she gotten to stay at her mansion and party under house arrest! LOLOLOLOL!

I was pleasantly surprised by the tremendous overwhelming response to my post on Brian Epstein, the amazing manager of The Beatles. Thanks to all of ye who read and commented! I did forget to mention that poor Brian was not only wrestling with his homosexuality, but he also was a very sad individual, who would drown his severe depression with drugs and lots of covert dangerous sexual escapades. Sounds like a typical gay man to me I must say, but Brian was luckier in that he didn't face the horrid threat of HIV/AIDS or anything like that back in those days--not that it matters really, as the poor guy still left the world at 32 years of age. I'm very drawn to Brian though, and had I met him, I definitely would have shown him some love by having sex with him, cause he wasn't a bad looking man by any means, or it just proves I'm a promiscuous slut as usual.

And there I was this weekend watching this romantic gay comedy made in Spain called Reinas (Queens) about these crazy silly people all struggling with the newly passed law in España legalizing homosexual marriage. It was like watching a sitcom and kind of retarded, but an insightful film nonetheless; Spain looks truly beautiful. I dunno what tha hell I'm waiting for! I need to get over there ASAP! I mean, it helps that I speak the language already! I've already watched so many movies from this country that I know their speaking style/slang very well. Did you know that they already have the eighth (or ninth?) largest economy in the world? Dem Spaniards are doing pretty well! Madrid looks really hip and modern and fun as hell! And the men! OMG! These films are loaded with tons and tons of hot young Spaniards! I must go! Tengo que ir a la patria que me llama--I must go to the land that is calling for me. Would I love it enough to even consider moving over there? I often wonder.

I mean, I haven't yet been to Chicago, Miami, New York, Houston, or Seattle--but I sometimes feel as though living in the U.S. all my life (Los Angeles specifically) has been more than enough to give me an idea of this nation. What would it be like to live in another country I ask? It's a question that nags at me. If I can work on my travel anxiety and general fears, it would be nice to be able to explore more of the world and perhaps settle somewhere else for a while and live away from home. Maybe it would make me appreciate my home more, for right now I'm not liking my job nor my daily routine bore of a life; I feel trapped by my circumstances. I need money to travel don't I? And more than money, I need to face my fears, my panic attacks.----------------------------------------------------------------------------------------

My therapist over the weekend said: "You will have to get out of your comfort zone, feel the fear, and do it anyway."

I pray and hope that I can finally make my real dreams come true, after almost ten years of this terrible anxious prison.

PARIS IN SPRINGTIME.

You've all heard it by now. Paris Hilton got released early from jail.

Here's what others online are saying about this:

-Total BS. Rich people get to do whatever they want, consequence free. If it was me Id have the book thrown at me. And she is smiling leaving jail, she doesn't look like she has a medical condition. But its OK, this just gives people a reason to drive drunk, there will be no consequences.

-Who really cares. if the media would not give this morons the attention maybe they would all go away!!!!

-This is a shame and a disgrace but highly expected. My little 200 bucks per night and believe me it would only be two nights, but that won't make a dent in the Hilton fortune but I will never support a Hilton enterprise anymore as long as I breathe air. I did expect this however but not quite so soon and they are hiding behind HIPAA (confidentiality). Shame Shame Shame! Confined to home; that is like being confined to a day spa. Oh well, money talks, fame walks and the rest of us fall behind crawling day for day. Every other inmate in LA County should ask for a medical and psyche assessment and demand to go home immediately. Only in America. Another prime example why other counties have little respect for us. But guess what, that may yet be poetic justice. She will not stay out of trouble and when she unfortunately, God forbid hurts or kills some innocent poor family with her antics, she will have to eventually pay the piper. Watch wait and see. Wonder what time the party starts?

-What a frigging joke! Only in L.A. she could probably do an O.J. and be released early

-What a joke! Released early to home for medical reasons? What medical condition...allergic to reality? This is a perfect example of the Hollywood elite getting preferential treatment. Get a grip, Paris. The fact is, you still eat, sleep and poop just like the rest of us. The only difference is, you have a silver spoon to do it with.

-medical reasons? oh please. we all knew she would get out of it somehow. she'll be "on the bracelet" at home - luxury home, caterers, maids, chefs, use of her computer, cell phone, can have all her party friends over, etc. boy, that is really a punishment. anyone else would have to do the time - all of it. the sheriffs' and judge should be ashamed of themselves! there is no justice!

-Why does everyone hate Paris. I think she is cute and did not deserve to go to jail. Many people don't serve jail time for many reasons and I think the judge gave her this extraordinary sentence because of who she is while most people think she got a light sentence for who she is. Come on folks, this is Paris Hilton. We all love her and know she is the hottest woman on the planet - sexy, cute, rich, smart, runs her own businesses, and has a knockout body. Every man and every woman's dream. I also think it is ridiculous to place her under house arrest. This woman has suffered enough. Stop harassing her and have a little sympathy. Paris, we love and admire you baby.

-SHE IS A COMMON STREET WALKING TRAMP.

-She looked awfully healthy walking out of jail.....how about medical treatment at the jail or brought to a hospital and then returned to jail.

-I don't think that weight loss and dehydration due to refusing to eat jail food because it doesn't taste like what her personal chef creates for her at home counts as a "medical condition."

-Paris is a spoiled brat ! Her medical reasons were she didnt like the food and no one wanted her to go without food . Paris now has learned she can do anything she wants and not get punished . Well, poor little Paris. If her parents had raised her correctly this would have never happened. They buy their kids out of trouble.

-SHE BROKE THE LAW 3 TIMES IN LESS THEN 5 MONTHS!!! IF IT WERE ANYONE ELSE THEY WOULD DO 90 DAYS!!!! WAKE UP AND SMELL THE COFFEE! I HOPE THE NEXT EARTHQUAKE DUMPS CA INTO THE PACIFIC!!! STUPID IDIOTS IN CHARGE THERE I FEEL BAD FOR THE DECENT PEOPLE IN THAT STATE!

-Of course she has a medical condition. It is a very rare condition in America. I think it is called Generational Wealth. The symptoms are no signs of intelligence, no accountability for actions, and continual public displays of stupidity accompanied by lack of fear of ever having bills to pay. In the most rare instances it also allows for "get out of jail free" card, to be displayed at all times and to be carried in wallet or Gucci Purse!!!

-Call and/or email the Mayor's (Mayor Villaraigosa) office and let officials know how we feel!
213/978-0600 (Phone)E-Mail Address: mayor@lacity.org

-It took me less than two minutes to write a note to the MADD oganization!
Make your anger known.......I told them I couldn't beileve they are not screaming from the roof tops of injustice. I thought they should be on every paper, every news cast, screaming injustice. Plus I told them I'm a mom of three and I'm MADD as hell about this!!! E-Mail them NOW!!!!!!!!! It takes two minutes!!!!!! http://madd.com/ContactUs/contact_email

-Everyone is so mean. Poor Paris is only reacting the way she has been taught to react. I'm sure that she got her way with mommy and daddy by crying and not eating that icky, horrible pauper food. It's obvious that I cannot be beautiful, glamorous and hot~ so I need someone to do it for me. Thank you, Paris.

-to quote the guy in the movie "this girl can suck some d**k"

-A waste of time. That is what Paris Hilton's life is. She gives nothing to everyone. She provides nothing to society. She is no hero, she is nothing. She speaks of her "fans". Fans of what? She is nobody. Our country is at war, wonderful young men and women are dying. If she will enlist and serve in Iraq, then she can be a hero

-I WAS SENTENCED TO 60 DAYS FOR STEALING A BAG OF SHRIMP!! MORE TIME TO ME AND MY LESSOR CHARGE THAN A PARIS AND HER VIOLATION OF PROBATION/RECKLESS DRIVING WHATEVER HER CHARGE IS. OUT RA GOUS!!!!!

-how unfair. it makes me want to do something very bad.

-The medical "problem" Paris is suffering from is called pregnancy. It's been said that she is a newly 7 weeks prego!!! Daddy unknown.

-Looks like she might be going back in!!! Everybody's pissed about it (District Attorney, Sherrif's Association and more) and they are looking into it in a serious way. The Sherrifs Department is in contempt of court.

-What a pathetic leper on society she is. Pathetic.

-Skank

-What a whore! I wish she would just die and go to STD hell!

-I JUST FARTED & IT SMELLS LIKE SOUR BEEF!!!

-latest news, she has a court appearance friday morning 9am. the sherrifs dept may be held in contempt of court for violating the judges orders. the judges original ruling was that she "could not serve time at home under electronic monitoring" lets all hope the 43day sentence is re-instated

-HOW COME MY ASS HAIRS HAVE CHUNKS OF FECES GLUED TO THEM????

-Let's face it folks, life is like a shit sandwich. The more bread you have, the less shit you have to eat.

AND THE WINNER!

-A disgusting and infinitely boring human being. Hopefully she'll get hit by a meteor, but then again they'd probably just rezzerect her as a cyborg 1000 times more boring and despicable then she is now, and she'd rule the world with a very talentless iron fist. People s throw egg's at her if they see her on the street, squirt chocolate syrup on her or something, or maybe just point and laugh. In a way I feel bad that she's even capable of making me angry or take notice of anything she does, oh well.

MANAGING POP/ROCK MUSIC'S MOST SUCCESSFUL GROUP OF ALL TIME.

Brian Epstein managed a record store for his father, but truly found his calling when he first saw The Beatles perform at the dark underground Cavern Club in Liverpool, England back in the very early 1960s.

He was captivated by them immediately. Originally, The Beatles were very trashy-looking. They wore leather jackets, had real messy hair, and they would eat, smoke, drink, and cuss on stage while performing at the small club for their hardcore original fans. Epstein in particular was enthralled by a certain rebel on stage known as John Lennon. In fact, it is said that is was upon first viewing them that Epstein fell in love with Lennon; he was very impressed with John's witty badboy demeanor. He arranged to meet them and was able to convince them that he should be their manager/agent from then on. Epstein was very intelligent and knew his finances, which is something the boys needed as their fame and success was just about to explode across the world; the Fab Four knew nothing of business affairs, for their talent lay of course in making music, and Brian was going to be essential.

Epstein convinced The Beatles that they would have to change their rebellious image and that they should go for a more cleancut polished look by wearing dress shirts and ties. At first they were against this, but in order to get a recording contract, they agreed. Epstein arranged a meeting with a Decca Records executive who turned The Beatles down claiming that their sound would not sell. Eventually destiny intervened; Epstein and The Beatles met George Martin and they found the man who would become their brilliant producer. Alas, the rest is glorious music history.---------

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However, an interesting part of this story is that Brian Epstein was a homosexual. A poof! A homo! A fag ladies and gentlemen! And a JEW! AHAHAHAHAH! Rumor has it that Lennon was particularly nasty and quite an ass to Brian the first few years and would constantly mock, say some real mean things to him and really put the poor guy down for being gay. Lennon was well aware of Brian's crush on him and would use it against Epstein to tease the hell out of him. Could it be this certain Beatles song is actually insulting Epstein at one point? There's also a huge rumor that Epstein and Lennon did spend lots of time alone and some have even gone far as to suggest that maybe those two got into it real deep with Lennon even experimenting sexually with him. Who really knows?! Fascinating stuff indeed though.--------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------

Brian Epstein guided the band successfully from the very beginning until his sudden tragic death of an accidental drug overdose at the tender age of 32 in 1967.--------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------

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http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=sIBwQj7qDTs

THE NIGHT THE OTHER SHOE DROPPED.

I have known Jay for about six years.

I met him when I first started my sucky office job back in 2001. He worked there too. An older handsome Latino lad I must say in his early fifties. Very friendly. Originally from El Salvador (like my family) and very intelligent. Good deep voice. Always homophobic though. Yes, that always did bother me because I guess he had no idea whom he was befriending. We would always talk at work, and even hung out several times outside of the office. About three years ago or so, Jay moved from the office to another shithole closer to his new home and I have been keeping in touch with him once in a while over the phone. I genuinely like Jay, but it was and is very hard to talk to someone who does not know my sexual orientation, especially such a royally staunch strict "straight" dude.

Well, Friday night, he called me out of the blue and told me he would be hanging out a food joint in my area and to stop on by to visit him. So I did. I had more in mind however; I felt it was time to tell him the truth. But how? HOW??!! Who gives a fuck right?! I have nothing to lose anymore, so I had to do it. I went to see him, and he was very happy to see me again. I could not believe how amazingly handsome he looked. Yeah, I won't lie, I was very attracted to him at that point. He shared some of his grub with me, a beer, and began to chat away about his sexual escapades with the ladies.

I got to see his new BMW, and then I proceeded to share some marijuana with him in a secluded spot nearby in his car. He seemed cool to smoke out a bit and turned up the Van Halen. He kept telling me how this one specific woman in his life was giving him drama, and this is when I seized the moment to tell him about my attraction to men. He looked horrified, almost disgusted. He says he never would have guessed nor knew at all; poor man kept fidgeting/slurring and didn't know what to do with himself. I told him I had to end the night in order to meet up with a friend. He still seemed baffled and I think his high wore off quick. He told me he wasn't being judgmental and that this didn't change anything between him and I, but that's what they all say.

I'm willing to bet that this is the last time I ever hear from or see Jay again.

MEET MANUKA FRIEND.

I've been having really bad acid reflux/heartburn the past week where my poor tummy and throat feel like they're on fire and so I've had enough and in order to avoid having to take that "purple pill" Nexium, I had to go online and look for a natural remedy/alternative that wouldn't involve yet another prescription medication. Well, low and behold, I think I found it! Manuka honey! WOOHOO! One teaspoon of this godsend stuff three times a day and I should be cured soon--sounds like a great product indeed, but God golly Ms. Molly, it is expensive! Little damn jar cost me $25.00 today at Whole Foods which is a really cool store with lots of awesome organic delicious-looking products that I wanted to buy, but I didn't wanna go broke or anything like that, so I only walked out with my pricey jar of manuka honey and a bag of organic garlic ranch potato chips. Well, I also kind of walked out with a hard-on because the damn store had lots of good-looking dudes. SHEESH! So this is what good-looking people do huh? Buy and eat organic!? HOW COME I NEVER FIGURED THIS OUT!?

Actually, this battle with heartburn is partially hereditary (through my dad's side), and I also think I may have gotten it when I first started going to the gym some four years ago, Yeah, all that bouncing around and stuff may have caused my stomach acids and crap to slosh around too much and I would notice that when eating after a good workout I started slowly developing this problem. But I'm so glad I finally found what I know is gonna cure it for good! MY MANUKA! Just love the sound of that, don't you? Say it: M-A-N-U-K-A! As a matter of fact, after just one tablespoon earlier in the evening, I already noticed considerable relief; in about three days I should feel a world of difference!

Before discovering my newfound obsession with manuka though, I did get a chance to see Dreamgirls and Apocalypto on DVD this past Memorial Day weekend. Dreamgirls was a good decent musical and very purty to look at, but it is Jennifer Hudson who stands out the most and whom richly deserved her Oscar win. Apocalypto was trying to portray the Mayans I suppose, but I felt like I was watching the Aztecs instead! Oh well, lots of good gory action, so it was okay.

And on the big screen: Spider-Man 3! I loved it! I really did! Meandering and all over the place, but Tobey Maguire is so adorable and so emotionally genuine in the movie! I thought there were plenty of good action sequences, and some really moving scenes even though I could plainly see some of the obvious CGI in certain shots. The film's been getting some bad reviews from critics and the public alike, but I liked it; enough so, that it now graces the top of my blog as ye can plainly see!

Time for my manuka teaspoon now.