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Part II in the continuing glimpse into Princess' Brain
Does being willing to sleep with ten or twelve different celebrities, no questions asked and, of course, using condoms, make one a slut? Seriously. Does it make a difference if you know that you'll probably never meet any of these people? Is idly pondering random sexual encounters indicative of a deeper pathos? I mean, I have a list! How bad is that? It's just speculation, after all.
Of course, I would insist that Johnny Depp have his hair from Pirates of the Caribbean. He probably wouldn't go for that anyway.
My non-Yankees-jersey-owning situation is becoming gradually more dire. I need to get a Yankees jersey. The problem is that my favorite player is, naturally, my fiancé Derek Jeter. (I try not to distract him with the details of our relationship while he's so focused on his career.) However, getting his number on my jersey automatically turns me into a 12-year-old girl. If not Derek, then who? I don't want to run the risk of buying a rather expensive jersey, paying extra to get it personalized, and then having the player either get traded or turn lousy. What to do, what to do.
Is Lord of the Rings: The Return of the King out YET?
I have quite a few really bad movies looming ahead of me before I can write more homages. Movies like Flash Gordon and Just One of the Guys. I just thought that You, O Loyal Readers, should know how much We Hot Bad Goddesses have to suffer for you.
My chef really needs to lay off the damn garlic.
During Game One of the World Series - Someone needs to take the Fox baseball commentators out back and explain to them that We, their viewers, don't need all these cute little factoids and editorializing about the game. We want numbers. We want statistics. Failing that, we want you to call the damn game. This may need to be explained with the judicious application of a baseball bat to their respective heads. At the very least, a letter-writing campaign needs to happen. I mean, do we really care that Jeff Conine is a great racquetball player? Yeah. I didn't think so.
White Chocolate Lindt Truffles are pure joy in a nifty wrapper.
Later in the Game - Shut Up, Tim McCarver. David Wells didn't throw at Juan Pierre. Just, Shut Up.
If Jorge Posada and Ronan Tynan had a baby, how big would that kid's ears be? I know, I totally missed the point of him singing God Bless America, but frankly those ears are a bit distracting.
If life imitates art, why doesn't it seem to imitate simple line drawings? It always imitates complex works in oils or something. And when it comes right down to it, I'd be happy if life imitated a candy bar - sweet, satisfying and occasionally with nougat.
What's with the silent G at the beginning of words like Gnostic? Can we just add those whenever? Like Gprincess? Because that looks pretty cool.
During Game Two of the World Series - Again with the Shutting Up, McCarver. No one wants to hear about Ivan Rodriguez's "great feet."
Why isn't there a hair dye that works for people with really dark hair? And don't give me that "color just won't show up on dark hair" crap because I don't want to hear it again. A man has walked on the moon. Surely someone can come up with some way for those of us with dark hair to make our hair more interesting. And don't even get me started on the lack of options for people with curly hair.
Is Lord of the Rings: The Return of the King out YET?
What is the situation with the new series Skin? Did someone decide that what Shakespeare's Romeo and Juliet really needed was some porn? What? How do these decisions get made? Because this has to be one of the weakest concepts ever for a television series. Even Shakespeare could only squeeze out four hours on that storyline. The guys at Fox think they're going to do better?
Why does watching Univision make me feel like any second now I'll start understanding Spanish? What are the odds of spontaneous fluency happening? Does the same hold true for Telemundo? Can one learn a foreign language just from watching television? Why do I suspect the answer is no?
I love alpaca, both the yarn and the animals.
I must have seen Shawshank Redemption 500 times and yet every time it's on TV, I'm compelled to watch. The same, sadly, holds true for re-runs of Little House on the Prairie.
Is Lord of the Rings: The Return of the King out YET?
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