Showing posts with label Cigarettes. Show all posts
Showing posts with label Cigarettes. Show all posts

Tuesday, May 11, 2010

Tidbits


I lovedlovedloved Betty White on SNL. She's a bawdy broad, a comic genius, and, yes, a national treasure--not the kind that Nicholas Cage digs up. I've been pointing at Carlos all weekend and saying, The Wizard Of Ass!

I watched the end of The Amazing Race and was thrilled beyond words that Idiot Model Couple Caite Upton and Brent Horne lost. Lost. It was disgusting enough to watch these two morons routinely put down people in other countries for not understanding English, but to watch Little Miss The Iraq And Such As Caite Upton call a cabdriver in San Francisco a dumbass--repeatedly--just shows that she is an idiot of epic proportions. Caite? Honey? You lost. Again. Boo-fucking-hoo.

Is it me or is Oprah getting bigger by the second. I watched, er, DVR'd, her show on Friday because I wanted to see Christina Aguilera, and when I watched it, seeing Oprah in that sequinned Pepto Bismol skirt, well, made me wanna hurl. It seemed to be growing as I watched. Further making me wanna hurl was Carlos saying Christina was doing Madonna from the 80s because she had platinum blond hair and ruby red lips. I reminded him that Madonna was accused of doing Marilyn back in the day, and before Marilyn there was Jean Harlow--look her up. There has always been a blond bombshell, and there will always be a blond bombshell.

Like many of you, I am sick of George Rekers and his Luggage Lifting Full Body Massage Travel Assistant. I loathe closeted gay men who work, and earn a living at, persecuting gay people at every turn. But I also feel somewhat sorry for Rekers and his ilk. I mean, how sad to hate yourself so much that you will spend your life working against people like you, deny people like you, and lie to anyone and everyone you know. Rekers didn't make himself anti-gay; society did.

Here in the Great :::cough cough::: State of South Carolina, Mark Sanford, our Philanderer-In-Chief, is expected to announce today whether he'll sign a bill raising the tax on a pack of cigarettes by fifty-cents. Lotsa folks crying foul; most of those cigarette smokers. As a man who lost his mother to lung cancer, I can only say, STFU. You don't wanna pay the extra coinage, then find a way to stop. And, when you stop, I imagine you might feel a whole lot better, and live a bit longer. Isn't that worth fifty cents?

Lost. Don't get me started. I wept like a baby last week. Sun!! Jin!!! Get out of the sub!!! And Sayid? I think I'll miss him most of all. I am readying my box of tissues for these last episodes, and for the aftermath of no Lost. Where shall i go? What shall I do? What will become of me?

I am going to admit that I watched some of The Real Housewives Of New Jersey [RHONJ] last year. That whole Prostitution-Whore-Table-Flipping scene by white-trash-with-money Teresa was worth it. This year? Not so much. A bunch of bored rich, and not-so-rich-anymore, bitch housewives who spend their days talking about another woman and putting her down is just plain ugly. I'll stick with The Real Housewives Of New York, though Jill and The Countless can go screw themselves.

I watched a bit of Half-Term Governor Quitter Sarah Palin talk about how we are a religious country founded on Christian beliefs and that we should run the country the way God wants us to run it. Um, Sarah, you dipshit? Whose God? Yours? Mine? My Muslim neighbor? The Jew down the street? And what about the atheist on the corner or the agnostic on the next block? They don't get a say? Whose God, you asshatted wingnut? You should learn to keep your illiterate uninformed mindnumbingly dumb right wing opinion to yourself. For a more comprehensive, and especially well-written viewpoint on The Quitter and religion and the Constitution, head on over the The Junction, Nutwood Junction [HERE]. Miss Beth has a mouthful to say, and as usual, it's fantastic.

Tuesday, May 19, 2009

Kibbles'n'Bits

Things that are funny, that bug me, or that I just plain don't like.
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Carlos went on a tear about the History Channel this morning.
The History Channel?
The History Channel.
Seems they did a story on logging and he didn't like it and he wants them to stop showing it.
Choose your sides people.
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In the backwards state of South Carolina the legislature has tabled any discussion of raising the cigarette tax because they can't agree on how to spend the money. South Carolina's cigarette tax is the lowest in the country.
I have never seen so many smokers in my life. It's a wonder there isn't a permanent haze over the entire region.
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Call me callous, but I am not liking the, what I think of as, exploitation of Farrah Fawcett's battle with cancer.
Don't get me wrong, I think it's important to discuss the treatments she's getting because it may give someone else hope in their battle. But do we have to show her son crawling into bed, crying with her? 
Does it have to get so personal?
I think someone is doing this for the money. Are you listening Ryan?
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Mel Gibson. Homophobe. Anti-Semite. Asshat Catholic.
Divorces his wife and now word is he has a pregnant girlfriend.
Yeah, he's a good Catholic. Pig.

In case you're wondering, um, I don't like him.
Yeah.
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Anyone who knows me knows I do not like Celine Dion.
Almost as much as I don't like Mel. Almost. I never saw Titanic because of her and that damned song.
Sometimes I really wish her heart wouldn't go on.
I know, too much, but still.......So, when I saw this at The Gospel According To Mikey, I knew I'd post it.
Enjoy The Amazing? Celine Dion.


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Lindsay Lohan and Perez Hilton are apparently the most Googled Gays on the Internet.
Quite a pair.
I think the struggle for equality just got harder if these two media-whores are the most Googled Gays.
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Paris Hilton.
That's all.

Sunday, January 04, 2009

South Carolina Dragged Kicking and Screaming Into 21st Century

Smoking ban sees very few complaints By Dawn Hinshaw
Smokey Bauman doesn’t abide by Richland County’s no-smoking law. He said he didn’t realize smoking restrictions in the workplace extended outside Columbia. And almost all of his customers come to the Cactus Inn to smoke and drink, he said. “I’m sick and tired of these cry babies, crying about, ‘Oh, you’re in my space; you’re polluting my air,’” said Bauman, 60, who did five tours in Vietnam with the Army. “Stay out of here. It’s a bar; it’s not a bakery shop. To me, it ought to be up to the discretion of the owner and the people that come through the door.”
A smoker, Bauman has $10,000 worth of exhaust equipment in his bar. He said it runs all the time and does a good job. “If I’ve only got one complaint,” he said, “I think I’ve done well.” Still, Bauman said, if push comes to shove, he’ll comply with the county law.
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Hello Smokey....great name by the way...I have a friend who's an alcoholic and her name is Chardonnay, go figure.
Wake up man. It's 2009. You wanna smoke and run the risk of lung cancer, go right ahead, but leave me out of it. Because you are polluting my air; you are in my space......space....hmmm....there's an idea.
You wanna smoke, Smokey, get yourself a space suit with it's own ventilation system and smoke like a friggin' chimney. Or just stay home and smoke, or smoke in your car, or in your yard, or walking down the street. Just, please, Smokey, please don't do it in my face.
Because maybe, just maybe, all those good customers of yours, those good non-smoking customers, at the Cactus Inn just might go elsewhere to enjoy a drink.
Sheesh, what kind of backward thinking red state did I move into.
Anyone?
Anyone?