Wednesday, May 31, 2017

Architecture Wednesday: Villa N

Oh, I need to get away ... and I need to get away to Villa N, in Liguria, Italy overlooking the Gulf of Imperia.

Villa N was created to seem like a part of the landscape of the Ligurian rock terraces, with the house, composed of two half-subterranean volumes, mimicking the topography of the hillside.

One side of the home contains the large open space living with dining area and kitchen, while the other end of the home has space for five bedrooms, each with its own private outside space and views to the sea.

Along the inner walls, away from the views and tucked away, are hallways to the bedrooms—illuminated by large operable skylights—a pantry, laundry, storage rooms, technical rooms and access to the garage.

A sun deck is situated in front of the living area which opens up to an infinity pool overlooking the valley. Containment walls create a continuity between the building, the interior and the exterior; the patio and the sun shading canopies create a filter between inside and out.

The windows play a key role in maximizing views and light, as well as creating the indoor/outdoor living spaces; and all the windows slide back into the walls, completely disappearing from view.

The interior is defined by a simple minimal style and the use of high quality materials such as timber and stone, and industrial concrete floors and built-in cabinetry in natural oak. Each bedroom has built-in wardrobes and multifunctional use, like the two single timber futon beds positioned along a floating oak backboard that can change the room from a double bed room to a twin room ... or study ... or play room.

The bathrooms are clad with natural stone and built-in oak vanities, and are illuminated by skylights; in the evening the stone walls of the walk-in rain shower and the whirlpool bath are illuminated by integrated wall washer lighting from the ceiling.

It’s very sleek and rustic and natural and futuristic and green, in every sense of the word; plus, that outside terrace, a spot by the pool, and a fine bottle of an Italian Barolo is the perfect spot to end the day.

The Ties That Bind: Jared and Russia

Well, well, well ... it looks like _____’s ties to Russia are all in the family.

It has been revealed that, in early December, _____ son-in-law, Jared Kushner, told Russian Ambassador Sergey Kislyak that he wanted to establish a secret, backchannel line of communications with the Kremlin.

I wonder why?

Well, according to the Washington Post the ‘why’ was to prevent U.S. intelligence from discovering communications Kushner and the Russians:
"Jared Kushner and Russia’s ambassador to Washington discussed the possibility of setting up a secret and secure communications channel between Trump’s transition team and the Kremlin, using Russian diplomatic facilities in an apparent move to shield their pre-inauguration discussions from monitoring. Kislyak said Kushner suggested using Russian diplomatic facilities in the United States for the communications."
This little secret chat occurred in early December at the _____ T and was also attended by, wait, this gets even better, Michael Flynn, Trump’s first national security adviser.

Now, for some unknown reason, this secret back channel was never established, but it is fair to note, that one month after Jared’s little secret dealings with Russia, President Barack Obama imposed sanctions against Russia, and ejected 35 Russian intelligence operatives from this country and closing down two Russian government-run compounds in Long Island and in Maryland.

This comes on the heels’ of the news Jared “Complicit” Kushner was recently named a person of interest in the FBI’s Russia investigation. Now, that doesn’t mean he’s a criminal, like his father, but it adds more doubt to _____’s claim that he has no Russian ties whatsoever.

And, to be fair, the White House did admit back in March that this meeting took place, but they downplayed it as much as they could, though the FBI now finds it crucial to their investigation.

And there you have it ... _____’s son-in-law, a senior adviser to _____ and a person of interest in a treason investigation, asking for a secret communications channel between Washington and Russia.

Add in the fact that the Senate Intelligence Committee just asked the _____ campaign to turn over all of its documents—including emails and phone conversations going all the way back to when _____ first announced his candidacy in June 2015—and this just keeps getting better and better.

That little meeting between Jared and the Russians now has treason written all over it, not just because it was designed to hide communications between us and the Kremlin, but because there was no guarantee that Russia would keep the information they learn quiet:

It could well be that Kushner is just that naïve, or stupid, because he has zero background in government, let alone in intelligence, but it also looks likely that he was seeking to establish a communications channel in which the White House and the Kremlin could work with less risk of surveillance on our side.

Just a couple of more points: who do you think Ivanka will visit in prison first on visitor’s day ... Daddy or hubby.

And, just an FYI, and I stole this from a Facebook friends, it’s Peach season here in the South ... Peach pie, Peach cobbler, imPeachment.


Tuesday, May 30, 2017

My Two Cents: Stop Hate. Say Something.

I remember shortly after starting in my current job the co-worker who had met Carlos and told me what a sweetheart he was and how lucky I was to have him; whenever Carlos came into my job she’d give him a big hug and call him ‘Baby’.

Then, one day, I overheard her ranting about ‘dirty’ Mexicans being thieves and lowlifes and all kinds of terrible things. I was going to let it go, but couldn’t; I said to her, “You know Carlos is Mexican, right?”

And she replied, “Yeah, but he’s one of the ‘good’ ones.”

I was taken aback because this was a Black woman, whom I’m sure had heard people talk about the ‘good’ blacks and the ‘bad’ blacks and yet she was falling into that same trap.

A person isn’t good or bad because of their skin color or where they’re from or how they dress or who they love; people are good, or bad, because that’s the kind of people they are.

I felt better for having said something; I also felt better the day, earlier this year, when another co-worker said something about white people are not being shot by the police during routine traffic stops because “white people don’t act like that.”

And I told her that I was done with any conversation with her that I deemed unnecessary; work conversations were fine, but that was the end.

And we’ve all seen the videos of people in department stores and grocery stores and Starbucks, ranting and raging about those that are ‘different,’ be they Muslim or Mexican or gay or whatever seems to be outside the so-called norm.

This is America in the Age of _____, where people now feel free to say whatever they want to whomever they want, to hate simply for the sake of hate, anyone they choose, because we have a president who ran a campaign on hate.

Muslims are terrorists, he said, and he vowed to keep ‘them’ out of this country.

Mexicans are drug dealers and rapists, he said, and he promised to build a wall between ‘us’ and ‘them.’

Women are sex objects, and you can grab ‘em and kiss, and grope ‘em, he said, because you’re rich.

So are we surprised that more people are acting this way? I mean, they’ve been given a pass by the President, for Christ’s sake. A man who said, with a smile, that he could shoot someone in the middle of Fifth Avenue and still win an election; a man who mocked a disabled reporter because that reporter dared to criticize him.

And now, because of _____, because this is America in the Age of _____, two men are dead, and one is in the hospital, because they said something to stop the hate.

Last week, in Portland, Oregon, aboard a MAX train, Taliesin Myrddin Namkai Meche, top, and Ricky John Best, middle, were stabbed to death because they tried to stop another man, Jeremy Joseph Christian, who was “ranting and raving” and shouting anti-Muslim hate speech at two young women, one wearing a hijab.

You know, Muslims ... terrorists.

A third man, Micah David-Cole Fletcher, botom, also intervened and was stabbed, but it looks like he’ll survive the attack.

It all began when Jeremy Joseph Christian began yelling what a witness said “would best be characterized as hate speech toward a variety of ethnicities and religions.” Some of Christian’s slurs were directed at two female passengers, one of whom was wearing a hijab.

When Ricky Best and Taliesin Meche tried to calm Christian down, he attacked them both, stabbing each man, and then stabbing Fletcher, who had also stepped in to help. Ricky Best was pronounced dead at the scene; Namkai Meche died later at a local hospital; Fletcher will survive.

Jeremy Joseph Christian is being held without bail on two counts of aggravated murder, one count of attempted murder, two counts of intimidation in the second degree and one count of possession of a restricted weapon as a felon.

The U.S. Attorney for Oregon will work with Portland police on the case, along with the FBI who say it’s too early to say whether the killings qualify as a federal hate crime though U.S. Attorney Billy Williams said:
“There’s a day of reckoning coming, a day of accountability.”
And it needs to start today. We all need to stop this speech; when you hear it muttered in a grocery store, speak up. If you see someone on social media say horrific things, hateful things, speak up. Seriously, there are more people who decry the haters than there are haters, so we all need to speak up.

Vajra Alaya-Maitreya, Namkai Meche’s sister, released this statement:
“We lost him in a senseless act that brought close to home the insidious rift of prejudice and intolerance that is too familiar, too common. He was resolute in his conduct (and) respect of all people. In his final act of bravery, he held true to what he believed is the way forward. He will live in our hearts forever as the just, brave, loving, hilarious and beautiful soul he was. We ask that in honor of his memory, we use this tragedy as an opportunity for reflection and change. We choose love.”
Choose love, over hate; it really is that simple.

Imtiaz Khan, president of the Islamic Center of Portland, said:
“We are very sad. Ramadan started just a couple hours ago. We are very sorry for the two men who tried to do the right thing. … Of course people from the Muslim community are concerned. And, unfortunately, the easy targets are women because of the headscarf.”
That was it ... because of a headscarf.

It appears, through reports in the Portland Mercury, that Jeremy Joseph Christian, right, was a “known right wing extremist and white supremacist” who had attempted to assault protesters at local demonstrations in the past. Video from the April 29 “March for Free Speech” showed Christian arriving draped in an American flag and carrying a baseball bat. 

And, according to the Southern Poverty Law Center, a Facebook page they say belonged to Christian showed he held racist, white supremacist and extremist beliefs. On that page, the Facebook user said he supported creating a “White homeland” in the Pacific Northwest and declared that he had “just Challenged Ben Ferencz (Last Living Nuremberg Persecutor) to a Debate in the Hague with Putin as our judge. I will defend the Nazis and he will defend the AshkeNAZIs.”
And did anyone say anything to him? Did anyone question him? Did anyone tell him there is no room for hate?

On April 28, the same Facebook user shared a meme that showed a picture of Confederate statues being removed:
“If we’re removing statues because of the Civil War, We should be removing mosques because of 9/11.”
After the stabbings, that Facebook page was flooded with furious comments from people who had linked him with the Portland train stabbing suspect.

Too little; too late. You can’t stop a stabbing after the fact; those people, infuriated by Christian’s beliefs should have said something earlier.

Even his mother; Mary Christian said she couldn’t imagine why her son would be involved in such an incident, “unless he was on drugs or something.”
“He’s been in prison. He’s always been spouting anti-establishment stuff, but he’s a nice person. I just can’t imagine.”
A nice person spouting hate. I don’t think so.

We all hear the stories about, if you see something, say something, and we think it applies to terrorist from without, coming here to do us harm. But it also applies to terrorists from within, who are using their hate, and are enabled by the President of the United States, to say and do whatever they want.

And we say nothing? We say nothing.

That has to end.

Washington Post: ‘Final act of bravery’
Buzzfeed: These Are The Victims Of The Portland Train Stabbing Attack

Monday, May 29, 2017

Happy Memorial Decoration Day

As I often say, down here in South Carolina it's not the heat it's the stupidity. But, I have learned the story of the first Decoration Day, which would later become Memorial Day, that occurred down here in South Carolina, where good, sweet, wonderful things do happen.

Happy Memorial Decoration Day.

"The First Decoration Day"
by David W. Blight, Yale University
Americans understand that Memorial Day, or "Decoration Day," as my parents called it, has something to do with honoring the nation's war dead. It is also a day devoted to picnics, road races, commencements, and double-headers. But where did it begin, who created it, and why?
As a nation we are at war now, but for most Americans the scale of death and suffering in this seemingly endless wartime belongs to other people far away, or to people in other neighborhoods. Collectively, we are not even allowed to see our war dead today. That was not the case in 1865.
At the end of the Civil War the dead were everywhere, some in half buried coffins and some visible only as unidentified bones strewn on the killing fields of Virginia or Georgia. Americans, north and south, faced an enormous spiritual and logistical challenge of memorialization. The dead were visible by their massive absence. Approximately 620,000 soldiers died in the war. American deaths in all other wars combined through the Korean conflict totaled 606,000. If the same number of Americans per capita had died in Vietnam as died in the Civil War, 4 million names would be on the Vietnam Memorial. The most immediate legacy of the Civil War was its slaughter and how remember it.
War kills people and destroys human creation; but as though mocking war's devastation, flowers inevitably bloom through its ruins. After a long siege, a prolonged bombardment for months from all around the harbor, and numerous fires, the beautiful port city of Charleston, South Carolina, where the war had begun in April, 1861, lay in ruin by the spring of 1865.
The city was largely abandoned by white residents by late February. Among the first troops to enter and march up Meeting Street singing liberation songs was the Twenty First U. S. Colored Infantry; their commander accepted the formal surrender of the city.
Thousands of black Charlestonians, most former slaves, remained in the city and conducted a series of commemorations to declare their sense of the meaning of the war. The largest of these events, and unknown until some extraordinary luck in my recent research, took place on May 1, 1865.
During the final year of the war, the Confederates had converted the planters' horse track, the Washington Race Course and Jockey Club, into an outdoor prison. Union soldiers were kept in horrible conditions in the interior of the track; at least 257 died of exposure and disease and were hastily buried in a mass grave behind the grandstand. Some twenty-eight black workmen went to the site, re-buried the Union dead properly, and built a high fence around the cemetery. They whitewashed the fence and built an archway over an entrance on which they inscribed the words, "Martyrs of the Race Course."
Then, black Charlestonians in cooperation with white missionaries and teachers, staged an unforgettable parade of 10,000 people on the slaveholders' race course. The symbolic power of the low-country planter aristocracy's horse track (where they had displayed their wealth, leisure, and influence) was not lost on the freedpeople. A New York Tribune correspondent witnessed the event, describing "a procession of friends and mourners as South Carolina and the United States never saw before."
At 9 am on May 1, the procession stepped off led by three thousand black schoolchildren carrying arm loads of roses and singing "John Brown's Body." The children were followed by several hundred black women with baskets of flowers, wreaths and crosses. Then came black men marching in cadence, followed by contingents of Union infantry and other black and white citizens.
As many as possible gathering in the cemetery enclosure; a childrens' choir sang "We'll Rally around the Flag," the "Star-Spangled Banner," and several spirituals before several black ministers read from scripture. No record survives of which biblical passages rung out in the warm spring air, but the spirit of Leviticus 25 was surely present at those burial rites: "for it is the jubilee; it shall be holy unto you… in the year of this jubilee he shall return every man unto his own possession."
Following the solemn dedication the crowd dispersed into the infield and did what many of us do on Memorial Day: they enjoyed picnics, listened to speeches, and watched soldiers drill. Among the full brigade of Union infantry participating was the famous 54th Massachusetts and the 34th and 104th U.S. Colored Troops, who performed a special double-columned march around the gravesite.
The war was over, and Decoration Day had been founded by African Americans in a ritual of remembrance and consecration. The war, they had boldly announced, had been all about the triumph of their emancipation over a slaveholders' republic, and not about state rights, defense of home, nor merely soldiers' valor and sacrifice.
According to a reminiscence written long after the fact, "several slight disturbances" occurred during the ceremonies on this first Decoration Day, as well as "much harsh talk about the event locally afterward." But a measure of how white Charlestonians suppressed from memory this founding in favor of their own creation of the practice later came fifty-one years afterward, when the president of the Ladies Memorial Association of Charleston received an inquiry about the May 1, 1865 parade.
A United Daughters of the Confederacy official from New Orleans wanted to know if it was true that blacks had engaged in such a burial rite. Mrs. S. C. Beckwith responded tersely:
"I regret that I was unable to gather any official information in answer to this."
In the struggle over memory and meaning in any society, some stories just get lost while others attain mainstream dominance.
Officially, as a national holiday, Memorial Day emerged in 1868 when General John A. Logan, commander-in-chief of the Grand Army of the Republic, the Union veterans organization, called on all former northern soldiers and their communities to conduct ceremonies and decorate graves of their dead comrades.
On May 30, 1868, when flowers were plentiful, funereal ceremonies were attended by thousands of people in 183 cemeteries in twenty-seven states. The following year, some 336 cities and towns in thirty-one states, including the South, arranged parades and orations. The observance grew manifold with time. 
In the South, Confederate Memorial Day took shape on three different dates: on April 26 in many deep South states, the anniversary of General Joseph Johnston's final surrender to General William T. Sherman; on May 10 in South and North Carolina, the birthday of Stonewall Jackson; and on June 3 in Virginia, the birthday of Jefferson Davis.
Over time several American towns, north and south, claimed to be the birthplace of Memorial Day. But all of them commemorate cemetery decoration events from 1866. Pride of place as the first large scale ritual of Decoration Day, therefore, goes to African Americans in Charleston. By their labor, their words, their songs, and their solemn parade of flowers and marching feet on their former owners' race course, they created for themselves, and for us, the Independence Day of the Second American Revolution.
The old race track is still there — an oval roadway in Hampton Park in Charleston, named for Wade Hampton, former Confederate general and the white supremacist Redeemer governor of South Carolina after the end of Reconstruction. The lovely park sits adjacent to the Citadel, the military academy of South Carolina, and cadets can be seen jogging on the old track any day of the week.
The old gravesite dedicated to the "Martyrs of the Race Course" is gone; those Union dead were reinterred in the 1880s to a national cemetery in Beaufort, South Carolina. Some stories endure, some disappear, some are rediscovered in dusty archives, the pages of old newspapers, and in oral history. All such stories as the First Decoration Day are but prelude to future reckonings. All memory is prelude.
David W. Blight teaches American History at Yale University; he is the director of the Gilder Lehrman Center for the Study of Slavery, Resistance, and Abolition, the author of the Bancroft prize-winning Race and Reunion: The Civil War in American Memory, and the forthcoming A Slave No More: Two Men Who Escaped to Freedom, Including Their Narratives of Emancipation.

Saturday, May 27, 2017

It's Snarkurday!

Some celebrities tell everything about their lives, while others try to keep things secret, even when the secret is out of the bag ... Jamie Foxx. Katie Holmes.

See, rumor has it that Jamie and Katie have been a couple almost from the moment she tied Suri’s Prada diapers into a rope ladder and escaped Casa Cruise years back, but the two will never acknowledge their love.

Earlier this month, both Katie and Jamie were in Paris at the same time as Katie’s ex Tom Cruise. Thankfully they didn’t meet up, but Katie and Jamie’s ALLEGED hookup did nothing to stop the talk. And so when a photographer asked about his relationship with Katie, Jamie tried to laugh it off by saying:
“Fake news, fake news.”
But the reporter wondered if that was true, to which Jamie said:
“C’mon ...”
Jamie tried to stop the chat, but then the reporter said that Jamie and Katie “are really cute together” causing Foxx to stammer:
“I’m… Thanks for saying I’m cute.”
Then Jamie entered an elevator and made his getaway.

Look, here’s the deal, Jamie and Kate ... Jatie? Kamie? ... have been seen at various places around the world together and rumor has it they keep it on the down-low because Jamie has respect for Tom  since they starred in a move together 13 years ago and ...

Thirteen years ago? Sheesh, Jamie, get over it; you and Cruise aren’t going to be buddies off-screen or on, so come out on a real date with Katie already.

Tommy can handle it ... he’s got a whole church looking for his next wife.
Oh Mariah, you really are The Diva of The World.

It seems that Carey was set to film a cameo in an upcoming Will Ferrell/Amy Poehler film, and she was quite the demanding little lamb on-set. Rob Huebel, who is also in the movie, said Mimi was like this:

She was four hours late for her cameo.

She demanded that her trailer be decorated with all white flowers and stuffed lambs.

She refused to sing the song she was hired to sing.

And, when told that they wanted to do a scene that involved her being shot, she refused, saying:

“I don’t think my character would get killed by bullets. What if I deflected them like Wonder Woman?”

Let that sink in ...

Seriously? She’s filming a cameo—a one day ­job—and she’s making demands like she’s the star, and we all know about that Glitter bomb she made last time she starred in a  film.
So, a woman referred to as Jane Doe is suing the production team at America’s Got Talent because, she says, her daughter was traumatized when host Tyra Banks “physically manipulated and verbally abused” the girl. What, did Tyra try to force her "smize" fiercely or something?

Well, according to the 18-page suit it seems that Jane Doe and her husband, John, I’m guessing, were “publicly humiliated” by the AGT  judges and some audience members during a March 19 performance. The duo were performing a song they wrote about motherhood that celebrated their daughter’s birth and the “bond among the members of her family.” The song is apparently a favorite of Jane and John’s daughter, “Mary Doe” but, ALLEGEDLY Banks, the judges and some in the crowd were unmoved.

The suit claims that during the performance, Banks, “an individual acting as an agent of Defendants, physically manipulated and verbally abused Mary. Banks shook Mary’s shoulder, pulled Mary’s hair back and physically manipulated Mary. … Mary did not stop Banks’ conduct because Mary was fearful. Banks also insinuated that Mary was accidentally conceived, made fun of the performance and ridiculed [the song] in front of Mary, all in front of active cameras that were filming Mary. After the performance, Banks asked Mary to describe, in front of active and filming cameras, her opinion about Jane and her husband after they were publicly ridiculed by AGT ... As a result of her negative experience from AGT and Defendants’ abusive treatment, Mary was traumatized and became deeply depressed.”

Jane, John and Mary are seeking a jury trial, claiming intentional and negligent infliction of emotional distress along with civil battery and civil assault.

Look, you wanna sue Tyra for being an obnoxious five-headed troll, then you have a case, but if you wanna sue Tyra because she tried to make your daughter look and act like she was a younger Tyra while Tyra played the part of Naomi Campbell, by making her pose and fixing her hair, you might wanna rethink.

Oh, and stay off reality TV.
The Taylor Swift/Katy Perry Spat is back in the news because Katy has a new album and Taylor has a new boyfriend.

It all started when Taylor claimed that someone ... Katy ... was always being mean to her and that someone ... Katy ... “stole” her backup dancers and tried to ruin her tour.

As with all Swift stories and songs, she’s the victim, until she gets called out on her lies, like when those “stolen” backup dancers say they were never stolen, they just liked Katy ... and her paychecks ... more.

And so Taylor wrote “Bad Blood” about Katy because, well, petty, childish, attention-seeker.
Anyway, this is Year Three of The Feud—and please, Ryan Murphy, do not make this a show—and now that Katy has a new album to promote, she’s talking ... again ... about the beef to James Corden who asked:
“Now, I want to talk to you about some famous beef. Because there’s Taylor beef ... and when are we going to clear that beef up?”
Katy replied:
“Well, there is ... there’s a situation. Honestly, it’s like, she started it and it’s time for her to finish it. It’s about backing dancers. It’s so crazy! OK, so there are three backing dancers that went on tour with her tour, right? And they asked me before they went on tour if they could go, and I was like, ‘Yeah, of course. I’m not on a record cycle ... and she’s great and all that. But I will be on a record cycle in about a year, so be sure to put a 30-day contingency in your contract so you can get out if you want to join me when I say I’m going back on.’ So that year came up ... and I texted all of them ... and I said, ‘Look, just FYI: I’m about to start, I want to put the word out there.’ And they said, ‘All right, we’re going to talk to management about it.’ And they did. And they got fired. And I tried to talk to [Swift] about it, and she wouldn’t speak to me. It was a full shutdown and then she writes a song about me.”
Now Katy says if she were to get a text from Taylor saying “the beef is off the grill,” as Corden put it, she would take that beef off the grill.

And possibly beat Taylor senseless with it so as to start anew feud because without a feud these two would just be two mean girls having a spat.
A Jessica Simpson interview is usually a mess because, well, she’s kind of an idiot and says really cringe-worthy things ... like on a recent interview with Ellen.

Jessica was there to promote her billion dollar fashion line—she’s the Hillbilly Ivanka where people slave to make clothes and accessories for her slap her name onto—and began by first saying that, for once, she’s not pregnant on an Ellen show because she has a IUD “up there.”

Ellen tried to shift topics to the birthday party Jessica recently threw for her 5-year-old daughter. And Jessica rambled on about renting mermaids for the party and how the mermaids needed to be carried to the bathroom by “manhandlers” since they couldn’t pee on her children in the pool.


Ellen again tried to salvage the conversation by asking Jessica how long she’s been with her current husband. Jessica said:
“7 years. I don’t know if I’ve ever had a 7 year relationship, other than with a woman, no, not that, you know!” 
Seriously? I mean, okay, so she’s making millions on a fashion line, but why does she have to take her Paul Abdul Meets Anna Nicole Smith With a Soupçon of Mariah Carey messiness to TV?

Anyone? Anyone?
You know, you always hear about celebrities who leave big tips for their servers at restaurants, but did you ever hear the story of the waitress who was fired for riding Orlando Bloom’s big, um, tip?

Well, 21-year-old server and aspiring actress ... because, of course ... named Viviana Ross was fired from her job at the Chiltern Firehouse in London after she hooked up with 40-year-old Orlando Bloom.

One night, after her shift, Viviana bumped into Orlando—whom she’s been serving all week—outside the bar and he ALLEGEDLY asked her to come up to his room for a drink.
She said ‘Yes,’ and then went upstairs and let him service her for a change.

The next morning, Orlando left for an interview and Viviana stayed in his room; when the hotel’s general manager entered Orlando’s room he found Viviana naked in his bed and when he asked if she worked there—which she admitted to—the manager left, and an hour later Viviana received a text informing her she had been fired after two months of employment for “fraternizing with clients.”

I think what she actually did was a different ‘f’ word.

Viviana is “hurt” especially since she fucked Orlando while she was off the clock and now has no way to tell him his big tip cost her a job.

But all is not lost, because Orlando heard via social media that his server, er, servicer, had been fired, so he called up the Chiltern Firehouse and asked for Viviana’s phone number so he could apologize.

For the f%k that cost her a job.

Still, now all those who work at the Chiltern Firehouse know the most fun way to get fired ... bang Orlando.
Dave Annable played the dimwitted, always saying and doing the wrong thing brother on Brothers and Sisters years back and apparently that’s just Dave.

See, when Dave’s wife wouldn’t put out for him, he decided to complain about her ... on Instagram. And even odder is that Dave’s wife, actress Odette Annable, had no issue with letting the world know she wasn’t putting out that night, saying she was “too busy tonight.” 

And so, posting the video from their bed,  Dave says:
“So you can’t just say out of the blue, ‘Dave, I can’t wait to have sex with you, just not tonight.'”
Wow. I started off the snark saying that maybe Jamie and Katie should share their love with the world, but if that means they’d become the new Dave and Odette, I’m thinking the down low is a better place to stay.