Showing posts with label Bruno Mars. Show all posts
Showing posts with label Bruno Mars. Show all posts

Thursday, February 06, 2014

Random Musings

Two weeks ago Arizona state Congressman Steve Yarborough, a republican, dontcha know, introduced a bill that would legalize discrimination against LGBT people on the grounds of religious beliefs and this week that Hate Bill was approved by an Arizona House committee.

If it passes, it means that all you have to do when you are accused of discrimination based on sexual orientation is say the Baby Jeebus made you do it.

I have a thought — and you knew I would — why not play it like this: you religious folks stop discriminating against me for being a homo and telling me I can’t have a cake baked, or reserve a room or order flowers or eat at the counter because I’m gay and I’ll stop saying y’all are a bunch of mindless, goose-stepping, one-celled brain dead lunatics using a history book as a weapon.

M’kay?
I loves me some Nashville; not the city — haven’t been there yet — but the TV show. It’s just a glossy country music city soap opera but the Eye Candy is par excellence.

Like one Michiel Huisman who plays hot, sexy sultry musician and record producer Liam.

Someone get me a fan, I’m’a getting’ hot up in here!
So, as someone who saw his mother die from lung cancer, and is watching his sister do the same, this news makes my day.

CVS Caremark, the nation's second largest drugstore chain with over 7600 locations, will phase out all tobacco sales by the end of the year. The move is expected to cut, yes I said cut, CVS annual sales by $2 billion but I guess saving a few lives means more to them than money.

Go figure; and then go shop at CVS.
So, the Sochi games start tonight, even though most of the hotels aren’t finished—some folks complain about the lack of flooring, doorknobs and potable water, but there is one fun story.

New Republic reports that Katya Romanovskaya, a Russian critic of Vladimir Putin, came outside to find a giant wooden cock chained to her car. Lucky bitch.

After seeing the giant phallus atop her car, Romanovskaya examined it further and found that the shaft was made out of one tree trunk, and the veins elaborately, carefully carved. Two other, smaller pieces of wood were attached to either side; balls. And as it weighed over 200 pounds it was a bit of trouble to remove, but Romanovskaya understood exactly why it had been put there:
"Finally, the day has come when my work has been noticed and appreciated."
No one has claimed credit for the stunt, but a local man has offered to buy the piece for his "collection of cocks."

I’ll let that last line just sit there, even though it kills me …
More on the man candy front …

I began watching Justified because it started the oozing-with-sexiness Timothy Olyphant, but I stayed because, well, because of Olyphant, but also because the characters are interesting and well-written and there is always some nice eye candy.

Like Jacob Pitts, who plays one of the Deputy Marshalls on the show and is funny and sexy and cute.

Then this season they added one Edi Gathegi and just as I began to notice him, he was sent to TV heaven by a shotgun blast to the gut. He was delicious, while he lasted though.
Scotland has legalized same-sex marriage by an incredibly lopsided vote of 105-18 in favor of equality; the marriages are expected to begin by year’s end.

That’s big news, but the really cool news is that just as lawmakers began the debate on the marriage equality bill, a rainbow appeared over Scottish parliament.

Take that religious wingnuts! The power of the rainbow!
I didn’t watch the Superbowl, because I am more of a Dowager Countess fan and I was glued to Downton Abbey.

But I did see the half-time show the next day, and while many people freaked at the idea of a Bruno Mars show, he was pretty spectacular. He sang! He danced! He rocked the house! Without a wind machine, a scanty costume, coming in like Cleopatra or a nip slip.

Though Anthony Kiedis of the Red Hot Chili Peppers did show a lot of skin.
Up in Minnesota, where Rhoda figured it was cold and she’d keep better — man, am I old — Minnesota lawmakers who took a political risk by supporting same-sex marriages have seen big increases in their campaign coffers.

Equality pays, y’all. Even the 13 lawmakers who voted for same-sex marriage in Republican districts or in districts where voters didn’t approve of legalizing gay marriage brought in nearly 3-times as much in 2013 as they did in 2011.

Bam!
So, Clay Aiken officially came out as a candidate for office in North Carolina and it took all of two seconds before his Republican opposition candidate, Representative Renee Ellmers, a Republican dontcha know, to attack him as a gay man:
“It speaks volumes to the state of the N.C. Democratic Party that the primary is shaping up to be a choice between the failed Perdue Administration’s Keith Crisco, a lawyer who doesn’t even live in the district, an activist who’s (sic) own party rejected her in the last democrat primary – and Aiken, a performer whose political views more closely resemble those of San Francisco than Sanford.”
Ooh, see what she did there? San Francisco! Clay Aiken! Scary gays!

Bitch.
So, Carlos and I love The Following even though we admit that the story-telling borders on the incredulous. But there are some good frights, and more importantly, some, yes, eye candy …

There are murderous twins on the show this year and Carlos and debated over which one was cuter. The one with the slick hair seems crazier, but the one with the Bieber cut seems cute and insane which makes him more dangerous.

I wanted to know the names of the actors who play the twins and I was stunned to find that they are played by one actor, the adorable Sam Underwood, who last played another murderer on Dexter’s final season.

The way they film the one actor as the two twins is really impressive, and, well, it’s twice the eye candy.
If you ever stop thinking FoxNews is filled to the rafters with idiots, think on this: Fox News contributor and wingnut radio host Laura Ingraham thinks Puerto Rico is a foreign country and it all began when Supreme Court Justice Sonia Sotomayor, speaking to Yale Law students, commented on the fact that she was the first Supreme Court Justice to use the term "undocumented immigrant," instead of "illegal alien," saying "[t]o call them illegal aliens seemed and does seem insulting to me."

 Ingraham highlighted Sotomayor's comment on her radio show the following day and suggested that using the term "undocumented immigrant" demonstrated a failure of Sotomayor's duty "to defend the Constitution and the laws of the United States of America." 

According to Ingraham, the word choice shows that Sotomayor's "allegiance obviously goes to her immigrant family background and not to the Constitution of the United States."

Sotomayor is a Puerto Rican American who is both an American citizen and the daughter of American citizens and what Ingraham failed to realize is that Puerto Ricans have had U.S. citizenship since 1917, when President Woodrow Wilson signed the Jones-Shafroth Act.

Typical FoxNews sh*t stirring dumbass blowing the facts to smithereens.
It looks like actor Cheyenne Jackson will marry his boyfriend Jason Landau.

Not really big news, except that the engagement comes just six months after Jackson divorced his husband of 13 years Monte Lapka, whom he married in New York in September 2011 after 11 years together; they announced their divorce last August.

This is just further proof that The Gays are equally as bad at marriage as The Straights.


I mean, The Straights have JLo and we have …. GayLo?

Monday, February 14, 2011

Grammy Musings

First off, I'm old, because, a lot of the time during the show, I was like, Who's that? 

And, one time, that was Mick Jagger, looking rather old, but still rather spry. I mean, he had more energy than Justin Bieber, that kid with the hair.

Now, the show started off strong enough, with a tribute to Aretha, no last name needed. 

Christina redeemed herself, you know, by remembering all the words, although there is some YouTube footage of her taking a tumble as the song ended. I hope it was  a simple slip, and not the Beginnings Of A Britney Meltdown.

Christina sang alongside Yolanda Adams--Thanks to DavidDust for setting me queer on that as I first called her Oleta Adams, though I was also thinking Morticia Adams!--who never met a riff or run she didn't want to take, and Martina MacBride, who seemed as out of place as I would be at an Eminem concert. Florence Something-or-other, of Florence + The Machine, who, well, let's just move along. But, saving the day was my girl, Jennifer Hudson. JHud looked f-a-b-u-l-o-u-s and sounding amazing. She showed them other girls how it's done. 

There's talk of a movie based on Aretha's life. theer's talk of Halle Berry...I know!...playing Aretha. Note to producers: look no further and sign JHud now.

Uh huh.

The big moment :::yawn::: arrived when Gaga came out in the egg like a 21st century Mork. 

I found the whole thing uninspired. I found the song a little meh. People say it's a knock-off of some old Madonna number, well, I dunno about that, I just know it wasn't as great as the hype. Plus, her, um, for lack of a better word, dancing? Herky...followed quickly by...jerky. Don't get me wrong, Gaga can sing, but this wasn't as good, or as big, as the hype.

Ryan Seacrest is on every show and he's annoying on every show.

Bruno Mars is pretty and tiny. He's the perfect Pocket Gay...not that he's gay, I mean, I don't know, it's just that he's so pretty.

Dierks Bentley is hot.

Justin Bieber can't sing. Usher is an ego in leather. Jaden Smith is....wait....WTF is Jaden Smith doing there?

Doesn't Miley Cyrus have enough money not to dress like trailer trash wearing motel drapes as a dress?

Jamie Foxx is an ass.

Cee-lo. Really? Muppets? Paltrow? Whose acid trip idea was this?

Why, and not that I mind, but I'm just asking, why does NPH make an appearance on every single awards show ever? Just last week, he was a presenter at the Smallville Pie Eating Contest. Seriously.

I don't get Katy Perry. Why are her eyes too big for her head? No, really, next time you see her, look at her eyes. They take up 30% of her melon....and I don't mean melons.  

Keith Urban is hot.

Norah Jones is fantastic.

John  Mayer is over.

Poor Barbra Streisand. The Voice is nowhere near what it was once.

Skeletor and JLo. He rambles. She looked pissed. And, her hair extensions look like something she picked up on the side of the road. As in roadkill.

Why does Rihanna get two songs? I mean, a double Dose of Rihanna, when a Single Dose is Two Times more than anyone needs?

After some 14 hours of so-so performances, we finally got some music that was cool and made me wanna get up out my chair and dance around the living room.

Of course, it was a group I'd never heard of, which makes me wonder, do they play any real, good, music in South Carolina?
See, this was good.

This was Arcade Fire.

And then they go and win Album of the Year. Streisand seemed stunned when she announced their win. But they did.

Arcade Fire, baby.