Random Musings

Well, this is good news, even if I don't watch the show.
Michele Bachmann has declined the offer to appear on the next season of Dancing With The Stars. And in her own, Crazy Eyed Robot way, she released a statement detailing her reluctance to dance: "In full disclosure, I did win a polka dancing competition when I was in the tenth grade at my alma mater, Anoka High School....But, despite my tenth grade polka success and my lifelong love of ballroom dancing, the recent rumors are false. I will not be joining 'Dancing with the Stars.'"
Crazy Eyes and Two Left Feet! That might have been fun to watch.
In related news, Herman Cain turned them down too. Which is sad, because he would have been paid to grope.
Just sayin'.

So, the New Jersey state Senate on passed a bill this week to recognize same-sex marriages, even though Governor Chris "Krispy Kreme" Christie has vowed to veto it. should it cross his desk.
Because he's fat. And a homophobe. And a panderer to the right-wing. And fat.
Steven Goldstein, chairman of Garden State Equality: "It means the world isn't changing, it means the world has already changed. So wake up and smell the equality."
But, even if Krispy vetoes it, and even if there aren't enough votes to override his big fat veto, the tide is changing.
If not this time, then soon, eh, New Jersey?

And then in Maryland, two House committees have voted to send Governor Martin O'Malley's bill to legalize same-sex marriage to the floor. The full House is expected to debate the bill.
Supporters have predicted that the bill would move to the floor only if House leaders thought they could win there. Last year the bill passed in the Senate but was pulled in the House when supporters concluded that they were a few votes shy of passage.
If the measure wins approval, Maryland would become the eighth state to allow same-sex marriages. And with Illinois and New Jersey moving forward, we have a push for equality like we've never seen before.

And then there's Ohio.
Two prominent Democrats--Columbus City Council President Andrew Ginther and Franklin County Commissioner John O’Grady--signed on to lead a statewide effort to give gay people the right to marry.
Ginther and O’Grady are two of the three chairmen of Ohio Leaders for Freedom to Marry; the third is former Cuyahoga County Commissioner Tim Hagan.
In 2004, Ohio voters approved an amendment to the state constitution defining marriage as solely between a man and a woman, and Ginther said it’s too soon to discuss whether the group would aim to overturn that amendment.
About 45 candidates, government officials and businesses have signed on to Ohio Leaders for Freedom to Marry, according to a list issued by Equality Ohio, and, naturally, almost all are Democrats.
Go Ohio. Join the march toward equality.

And then, out in Colorado, in his State of the State address, Democratic Governor John Hickenlooper urged lawmakers to pass civil unions, and more Republicans have expressed public support for the measure.
Republicans? Republicans.
Hundreds of gay couples packed a hearing room last week at the state Capitol to plead with lawmakers to give them the same legal protections as heterosexual couples. A Senate committee approved civil unions legislation after hours of emotional testimony on a 5-2 vote, with one Republican senator joining Democrats. The bill is expected to easily clear the full Senate. The real challenge will be in the Republican-controlled House.
Republican Senator Kevin Lundberg, one of the opponents of the bill, said it undermines traditional marriage--but, of course, does not say how because there's no truth to that old chestnut--and said that it goes against the wishes of Colorado voters, who banned gay marriage in 2006--when fear ruled the ballot box.
Hey Ricky? Get with the program. Marriage equality is happening and if you keep up this idiotic stance, you'll find yourself unemployed, and unelectable.
But, that works for me.

And now, off the marriage equality topic, a wee rant.
I am sick and tired of the news media and even people on the street commenting about "poor" Whitney Houston's death from drugs. How that "poor" girl was a victim of...something. Bobby Brown. The music industry.
These are the same folks who said nearly the same thing when Michael Jackson died.
But when Amy Winehouse died, she was a drug addict....a crack addict...something that was all her fault and she probably deserved to die.
Houston, Jackson and Winehouse were all drug addicts, whether street drugs, prescription drugs, or booze. They were all addicts and in some way shape or form, their addictions lead to their deaths.
Drug addicts? Yes. Victims? Perhaps, but victims of their own demons and choices.
Sidenote: Quit blaming Bobby Brown for Whitney's issues. They have been apart for several years now and she's had a couple of trips to rehab since then. If she was suing prescription drugs--and other things--that's on her. Not him. 

While Chick-fil-A denies having an "agenda against anyone," an investigation by Equality Matters revealed that Chick-fil-A's charitable arm, WinShape, has donated nearly $2 million to anti-gay groups in 2009 alone. And in New York City, the only Chick-fil-A is located in a cafeteria in an NYU dorm.
And since NYU prides itself on being a diverse, open and inclusive campus community, maintaining a contract with an anti-gay vendor like Chick-fil-A undermines what makes this university so great. Now. while the NYU Student Senators Council voted not to remove vendors for political reasons, they did retain that the school could remove vendors that violate human or labor rights. And since, as Secretary of State Hillary Clinton recently announced, "gay rights are human rights, and human rights are gay rights." students at NYU are asking that Chick-fil-A be removed from the campus.
Good for NYU.

I am loving RuPaul's Drag Race this season, mainly because the one dragtestant I thought was never gonna get anywhere is now my absolute favorite.
i am loving me some Sharon Needles.
Though I hope she doesn't because the one-note, kinda always being creepy Drag Queen.
She's faboosh.

A Very Amy Winehouse Christmas......from Mistress Maddie!

Lucky me!
I stopped in to visit the Mistress at her place, A Day With The Mistress Borghese, one day and she had a contest goin' on. Leave a comment was all I had to do to win a copy of Amy Winehouse's Lioness: Hidden Treasures.
I'd do anything for some Amy, so comment I did, and was one of the lucky ones chosen to receive the CD. And, of course, seeing as it was a gift from Mistress Maddie, it came with its own bottle of Gin and some guy-liner, er, eye-liner.

I'll be teasing my hair into a beehive, slathering on some guy-liner, and then relaxing with some Amy. Thanks Mistress!
And, for all of you, here's some Amy Winehouse for Christmas Eve....

Adele Sings To Amy

I recently purchased the DVD of Adele at Royal Albert Hall. To say it's a beautiful show and a wonderful collection of music is an understatement. But, just one of the highpoints, was Adele singing this tribute to Amy Winehouse.

Amy Winehouse RIP

Rip Amy

....your talent will be sorely missed.......

I Ain't One To Gossip, But.....

They tried to make her go to rehab, she said No No No....Okay, but only for a week.

Yup, after just a week in rehab for her ongoing battle with sobriety, Amy Winehouse checked herself out because she had to get to her European tour. You know, to make more money for more booze and drugs.

Hey, a girl's gotta do what a girl's gotta do.

Trouble is, Amy wasn't ready to perform...apparently.
In her first concert of her "comeback" tour in Belgrade, Amy Winehouse didn't so much sing and dance as she did slur and sway.
If fact, La Winehouse was so awful, and so out of it, one of her backup singers took over singing the lead vocals on the songs Amy was struggling with--which was all of them--and many in the crowd booed and left the venue. At one point, Winehouse ALLEGEDLY threw her microphone to the stage and then proceeded to take a seat on the equipment or wander about the large stage in a daze.
Her representatives, hoping to cash in on the troubled singer, have already scrapped the next two dates of the tour, in Istanbul and Athens because "she cannot perform to the best of her ability" and feels "this is the right thing to do."
Um, the right thing to do, for everyone, would have been to keep her in rehab until she was sober enough to perform at least one song.
Instead, her tour resumes July 8 in Spain.

Wactress and former model Estella Warren who was charged last week with DUI, hit-and-run, battery on a police officer and resisting arrest, has checked into a residential treatment center and has volunteered to wear a Lohan anklet, AKA an alcohol-detecting SCRAM bracelet.

Nice, but, um, a little late, eh?
Maybe she should have tried to get sober before wreaking havoc on the streets of LA.
Whoever she is.
Her attorney says, "She wants to prove she isn't drinking. She's committed to making the situation right and moving on in a way that's appropriate. This scenario can be the catalyst for significant change. Estella's attitude towards this whole thing is awesome. She's more than accepting. She's embracing the personal opportunities that have come from this."
Yes, awesome isn't it.
To get rip roaring drunk and then drive, and while driving drunk as a skunk, you hit several parked cars, and when an officer tries to detain you, you assault him and resist his attempts to arrest.
Yeah, she's awesome all right.
Maybe we should call not drinking and driving awesome; not hitting parked cars awesome; not assaulting someone awesome.
Warren faces up to six months in jail on the four misdemeanor charges.
Now that's awesome.
 
You don't mess with Anna Wintour, and you don't make Hitler comments on a Steven Spielberg film.
Someone should have told that to Megan Fox.

It is being ALLEGED that Spielberg demanded that Megan Fox be fired from the third 'Transformers' movie after she compared director Michael Bay to Hitler.
Michael Bay is quoted in London's The Daily Mail as saying, "You know the Hitler thing. Steven (Spielberg) said, fire her right now."
Fox was replaced by Victoria's Secret model Rosie Huntington-Whiteley in the latest installation of the 'Transformers' series called 'Transformers: Dark of the Moon.'
Fox shot into the limelight after the first two 'Transformers' movie, and became the next It Girl--though now she might be the Was Girl--after telling London's Wonderland Magazine, "[Bay] wants to be like Hitler on his sets, and he is. So he's a nightmare to work for but when you get him away from set, and he's not in director mode, I kind of really enjoy his personality because he's so awkward, so hopelessly awkward. He has no social skills at all. And it's endearing to watch him. He's vulnerable and fragile in real life and then on set he's a tyrant."
Adolf, er, Michale Bay did say that he was not hurt by the said the Hitler comment, but apparently Spielberg wasn't having it. In fact, he wasn't the only one who was not a fan of Big Mouthed Megan. In an open letter on Michael Bay's website, an anonymous crew member wrote: "We've had the tedious experience of working with the dumb-as-a-rock Megan Fox on both 'Transformers' movies."
Ouch.

Oh, I knew he'd bounce back.
Mere minutes after being left very near the altar, Hugh Hefner has found himself another plaything; and an older one at that.

Yes, people, we can all rest easy now that Hef has found a new love to ease the broken heart of having his six-decades-younger bride, Crystal Harris, walk out on him just days before their nuptials. And this new, older, woman in Hef's life? Well, it's none other than Miss January 2011, Anna Sophia Berglund, who is just five-decades-nine-years-three-hundred-forty-one days younger than Hef.
But before anyone thinks this all about love and happiness, let's remember who were dealing with: the Consummate Ladies Man. And, as a Playboy insider says, "The image of an old man sitting at home broken-hearted is bad for business. Hugh knows that what's best for the brand is for him to start dating again no matter how much pain he is in."
So much pain, so many nude models.
And now, just days after Tweeting of his anguish at being left bride-less, Hef Tweeted: "After all is said and done, staying single is probably the best. I think I just missed a bullet."
And gained a new cover model.

Well, it never takes long for former wacktress Lindsay Lohan to get in trouble, does it?
It seems that the serial rehabber and career criminal tested positive for alcohol and has been ordered to appear in court.
Tested positive while she was on house arrest, mind you.

It is being reported that Lohan was tested twice last week for drugs and alcohol, while serving her sentence under house arrest, and she tested positive for alcohol. She is under house arrest for stealing a necklace from a jewelry store.
This positive test is, of course, a violation to the terms of her probation and the 24-year-old alcoholic jewel thief appeared in front of Judge Stephanie Sautner last Thursday.
A source--and by source, I mean the guy who mixed the Mojito for Lindsay at her last House Arrest Party--says: saying, "Lindsay tested positive for alcohol. The judge in her DUI case, Judge Elden Fox said she couldn't consume any alcohol while on probation. The probation department has prepared a report, and Lindsay will be in court tomorrow."
Seriously, when is this fool gonna do some actual jail time? And, by actual, I mean longer than a couple of hours. She has been handed every chance in the book and she keeps doing whatever she pleases.
Maybe an actual prison term will snap her out of it.
Or make her better at covering her jewel-thieving-drinking-and-drugging antics.
UPDATE: No jail for this criminal. She says the alarms went off because of the special 'tea' she drinks, which has 5% alcohol. Funny how it hasn't affected her SCRAM ankelt before now, huh?

I Ain't One To Gossip, But.....

I admit it, I'm a fan of The Real Housewives Of Beverly Hills. Mostly because of Brit diva Lisa Vanderpump, but still.....

And I jumped on the I Hate Camille Grammer bandwagon because she seemed like such a snobby self-entitled, former porn star who married a rich TV guy, had someone bear him two children and then found herself being traded in for a younger version. Yeah, lots of reasons to dislike Camille, including her demands for spousal support and child support that were beyond extraordinary.
But now I'm feeling a little less I Hate Camille Grammer, and a little more I Hate Kelsey Grammer, mostly because of his recent child custody request.
See, it seems Kelsey, who lives in Chicago with the fourth, but not last, Missus Grammer, filed a motion asking for full custody of his two children. He offered Camille the chance to have them half of each summer, and half of their school breaks., The details on who would get custody of the four nannies that care for the two wee Grammers was not released.
Camille fired back, asking for sole custody herself, saying the kids have always lived in California, have friends, family, nannies, sitters, bodyguards, cooks and chauffeurs in California, and the trauma of moving to Chi-town might be too much. And then, she released a letter from Kelsey that made him seem more of the asshat than she.
In the letter, written just last month, and sent from Kelsey's team of lawyers to Camille's gaggle of attorneys,  he actually offered to solve the problem by taking just one of the children.
Seriously.
Kesley wants his son to live with him full time and his daughter, what's-her-name, to stay in Malibu with Camille. Note to Kelsey: these are children, not cars. You can't say I'll take that one and you can have the other. I never thought Camille would come out looking like the decent parent in this, but, yes, I was wrong.

We haven't heard much from the OctoMom lately......Thank God....but suddenly she's back in the news, again, for falling behind on mortgage payments. Again! 

And is she pounding the pavement looking for a job, or two, to dig herself out of the situation she created for herself by having something like twenty children as a single mom?
Heavens no!
OctoMom AKA Nadya Suleman AKA Giant Asshatted Media Whore will be holding a......wait for it.....it's good........it's coming........a bikini car wash to raise money to save her house. And she's enlisted the aid of one of Charlie Sheen's many hooker-porn star girlfriends to help.
Yes, Capri Anderson, Miss I am Not A Hooker, I'm A Porn Star, will be washing cars with Octo, alongside reality whore Tia Tequila, Reggie Bush's former mistress January Gessert and Mel Gibson's ALLEGED next baby mama, Violet Kowal.
Whores washing cars!
Octo will hold her car wash on June 18, and, if such things tickle your interests, it will cost you $20 bucks for the wash, or $30 if you have an SUV.
Kisses and blow jobs are, of course, extra.

Looks like JLo is a little behind the times.

An LA judge has just ruled that one of JLo's ex-husbands, or ex-boyfriends, Ojani Noa, will be allowed to release home video of the singer shot while they were married. Yes. A JLo sex tape. Call it Booty On Fire or Jenny On My Cock or Open My Fly, Girl.
Okay, I'll stop.
And the bidding war has begun between porn companies hoping to purchase and distribute the, um, intimate home video. Noa's business manager, Ed Meyer, says bids were starting "in the hundreds of thousands," and the final price was expected to be in the millions.
Seriously, to watch JLo bang a guy from the 1990s, unless, it's, um, that guy?
But Meyer says, "I've gotten emails from Pornhub, YouPorn, Pulse Distribution, Red Light District and Kevin Blatt, who brokered Paris Hilton's sex tape. If an offer looks good, we'll definitely take it."

JLo is said to be distraught, or at least feign being distraught, because she'd long assumed that her ex wouldn't be able to release their sex tape because he'd signed a confidentiality agreement which would ban him from making such private material public.
Sidenote: nothing says love like a signed confidentiality agreement.
But Noa, making an end run around JLo's expansive end, recently sold the video to his current girlfriend, who is working with a distributor to release the film, and that LA judge says this plan is perfectly legal.
So, will you see JBlo? What about Made In Manhattan? The Back Door Plan?
Okay, I'll seriously stop.

Poor Whitney.
On the heels of dreadful, off-key, out-of-sorts, and, oftentimes, canceled live performances, and in addition to her recent re-admittance to a rehab program for drug abuse, Whitney Houston now ALLEGEDLY has a much more serious battle on her hands.

According to the National Enquirer--Yes, I know, but they did break the John Edwards story--doctors informed the singer that she is suffering from early stages of emphysema, which might be a reason of her recent spate of less than stellar performances.
According to a friend--and by friend, I mean the awful person who would say such things to the Enquirer--"She's developed emphysema--and her doctors are warning her she'll die a horrible death."
According to the "story", doctors have told Houston that if she does not completely kick her smoking habit, the disease will take her life. And the task of weening her off the cigarettes has fallen on the shoulders of Whitney's recently released from rehab for her own addiction problems, daughter, Bobbi Kristina.
But Whitney's people are fighting back. Her rep, Kristen Foster, is now calling the story "completely untrue."
Hopefully the story isn't true, but I wonder. How many times have Whitney's people said she doesn't have a drug problem, and then she goes into rehab for it? I hope this doesn't turn out like that.

Comedy is fun, unless you're a comic that steals jokes.
Or, unless you're Jay Leno, a comic accused of stealing jokes. Again.

It seems that just last week Leno told a joke that was eerily similar to a joke told two days earlier by Andy Levy on 'Red Eye,' an overnight show on the Fox News channel.
You be the judge:
From 'The Tonight Show' on May 26:
Leno: Bad news for the state of California. The Supreme Court will force the state to release something like 46,000 convicts because of prison overcrowding. But the good news – it looks like the Oakland Raiders will have more season ticket holders. Yeah, so the stadium will be packed.
From the 'Red Eye' on May 24:
Levy: Supreme Court orders tens of thousands of California prisoners released. This actually might help the Raiders start selling out their home games again.
'Red Eye' host Greg Gutfeld and Andy Levy actually then joked about Leno's theft of humor this past weekend, when Gutfeld said: "Wow Andy, I can't believe you traveled to the future, stole that joke from Jay, then traveled back to tell it on 'Red Eye.'"
Andy Levy then joked, "Look, what's the point of having a time machine if you're not going to travel to the future, steal jokes from Jay Leno then travel back to tell them on 'Red Eye?'"
And they do point out that Leno himself didn't actually steal the joke, but that the theft of humor falls into the laps of his writers.
Still, Jay, get your own material, and some new writers.

They tried to make her go to rehab, but she stopped for vodka on the way and the released herself after just a week. Not as catchy as Amy Winehouse's song, but true none-the-less.

After just one week of treatment for alcohol addiction, Amy Winehouse has checked herself out of rehab. He rep, Chris Goodman, says she is looking forward to touring Europe this summer and "raring to go." He also said the 27-year-old will continue her treatment at the Priory Clinic as an outpatient.
An outpatient?
On tour?
Not drinking?
Am I the only one who sees Whitney Houston in all this?
Winehouse has a well-documented history of drug and alcohol abuse, as well as self-destructive behavior, since she came on the scene big time back in Ott-Seven with her Grammy-winning 'Back to Black' album.
And she's been in out of rehab, and pubs, ever since. Getting help then getting high. Getting help again, then getting drunk.
In fact, London tabloid, The Sun, reported that a bedraggled Winehouse was seen downing a miniature bottle of vodka in London last week, on her way to checking in to rehab.An eyewitness--and by eyewitness, I mean, another drunk looking for mini Voddies--says: "She seemed out of it. She was stumbling about, slurring her words. I was shocked to see her buy vodka so early in the day, and even more shocked to see her knock it straight back."
She said No No No.
 
Well, I'm glad about this because I was worried.
Kim Kardashian is taking her mother's advice after all, and will not--I said WILL NOT--be taking her husband's name when she marries his bank account this year.
See, since there is nothing happening in the world this week, all the news agencies were gleefully reporting that Kim was taking on the surname of her fiance, basketball somebody-or-other, Kris Humphries, but an insider--and by insider, I mean Khloe, who really has nothing better to do than eat and gossip--says: "Kim will not change her last name. It's her brand, and it's her name. It wouldn’t make sense."
And, when she divorces her bank account, er, husband in less than a year she won't have to go to all that legal trouble of changing her name back to KardASSian.

What A Way To Start The Day!

I saw this first thing this morning over at Mistress Maddie's place and just had to share it. Say what you will about the drama that is Amy Winehouse, the problems that plague her, the issues she has, but, damn, girl can sing.

American Idol Rant

We got the results of American Idol last night on a channel surf from Lost to AI. Now, I loves me some AI, but ain't no singing competition gonna keep me from getting Lost, er, watching Lost. I mean, I found out what Kate did with Aaron; what Sawyer said before jumping from the chopper; and how Ben Linus came to join the Hostiles. Good, good stuff.

So I flipped channels on Lost breaks and I didn't see Megan Joy get the actual boot, though I did catch a bit of her final screech, and lawdy lawdy lawdy that was not pretty. But the fact is that Megan Joy marched to her own drummer. Now, he may have lost the beat and been out of tune, but she was doing it her way. And I think that's what matters most.

And so Carlos chimed in this morning about Miss Megan's "Please pack your song and go" moment, and then talked about the flame-haired rocker girl Allison. Apparently, on Tuesday's show she wore some hideous outfit and the judges said she looked awful; Carlos trotted out his old chestnut, She looked like a pinata.

And it got me wondering. Does it really matter what they wear? How they comb their hair? If they wear the black nail polish or not?

I mean, Adam Lambert's rendition of Tracks Of My Tears was beautiful, and yet more than one judge commented on the fact that he wasn't wearing the black nail polish that night. What difference does it make? He isn't a nail polish spokesmodel, any more than Allison is a pinata expert, or Megan a dance instructor--y'all know, girl cain't dance.

What would life be like if, say, in the 60s, a young bohemian girl with fur boots and a fringed vest was on a little show called American Idol? Would they rip Cher apart because of the wardrobe? Or would the performance be the key thing?

What about that 80s girl in the cone bra and wedding gown? Would those judges say Madonna couldn't be the next American Idol because she wasn't dressed properly?

Would Amy Winehouse's beehive send her packing?

Would Lady Gaga's plastic clothes and big sunglasses get her a ticket home?

Why don't the judges focus on talent and song choice and stage presence and performance, and lay off the clothes and hair, because, after all, it is a talent show. I mean, if we're gonna critique anyone about wardrobe let's talk about Simon's tight T's and man-boobs. Brit needs a Manzier...or a Bro. And Paula? It looks like a glitter factory and a pharmaceutical company upchucked on her. As for Kara, apparently her clothes are flown in from 1983. And Randy suffers from a similar affliction: he never met a loud shirt he didn't like.

Let's talk about music, and not fashion. Eh?

Things I Hate

The list really is endless, but I'll boil it down some. Although, as I sit here, I remember my grandmother, when I said I hated something, telling me that I shouldn't use that word. So, I began to say 'I loathe intensely......'

That being said, apologies to Grandma, let's go:

I hate Amy Winehouse for screwing up her life with addiction. When I first heard her, I thought, 'Wow, a little Billie Holiday-esque,' and believe me, I loves me some Billie Holiday. But Amy is following Billie down the addiction highway, although she seems to be traveling at a much higher rate of speed. I hate to see talent wasted.

I hate Bernie Madoff. I hate stories of the rich cheating people to get richer. Did Madoff really need $50 billion so much that he had to destroy the lives of countless others. I hate greed.

I hate Hate. Why is it, that in this day and age, people are still so hateful. When Obama was running for president someone actually said to me: "I hope he doesn't win, 'cuz you know them people are gonna march. They love to march." I replied that I,too, love to march, and would probably join the parade.

When Boy George was on trial for handcuffing an escort to a radiator, I heard someone say, "Typical fag." I replied, "If I had a nickel for every time I've chained a male escort to a radiator, I couldn't buy a piece of penny candy. and I'm a pretty typical fag."

I hate what Bush/Cheney have done to this country. I hate that the American people let it be done. I hate that we didn't demand his removal from office, and that he and Cheney be tried for war crimes. To use a phrase I am stealing from Echo Chamber, 'Begone hellhounds!'

I hate people who use religion to spread fear. If you believe in God, it's quite simple: God Is Love. Words to live by. If you don't believe in God, it's equally simple: Life is love. Just be nice to one another. I mean, really, how hard is that? Be nice.

I hate what a celebrity driven society we've become; how everybody seems to want their fifteen minutes of fame, no matter what they have to do to get it. Sell your soul for a shot at TV; degrade yourself in front of millions. How sad.

I hate this youth obsessed society. I mean, did you see Demi Moore on the Golden Globes the other night? She looks like a young Demi Moore! She looks younger than her own daughter who was standing near her on the stage. How much is too much? Jocelyn Wildenstein too much. We're slowly becoming an expressionless world. I won't do it. I want you to look at my face and see that I'm mad, confused, sad, upset, happy; laugh lines are good. You laughed!

I hate cancer. I hate cigarettes that cause cancer. I hate that I lost my mother to cancer. I hate that cancer has shown it's hideous face to my family yet again.