And no it is not about my show. I hope youse guys make an exception for "Big Brooklyn Style" if only to laugh at how bad I come off in it. When I did my interviews this week I got one line and it was "Whores." Pronounced "Who-er's" but I don't even know if it is going to make it to air.
I would do better if I tried to appear on this new sitcom called "Don't Trust the B in Apartment 23. It is a pretty funny show about this naive young girl who becomes roommates with this crazy scam artist bitch whose best friend is the dildo from Dawson Creek who is hilarious in this show. He plays himself and it is a great commentary on this third rate stars and how they live off the fame of some stupid TV show. Girls and guys are always coming up to him and hitting on him and singing that lesbian song. I'm telling you it pretty freakin' funny.
I have only seen two episodes and I might get tired of it but so far it has been pretty entertaining.
Just count it as another show youse guys can tell me you don't watch.
(Like 2 Broke Girls which is also pretty damn funny with lots of dirty jokes, Stiffler's Mom with her tits hanging out and the best set of ta-ta's on TV on one of the two girls Kat or Pussy Galore or something like that there)
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Is she plank-chested?
I just found out I am going to Bogota with my husband next week and I am thrilled.
If I get kidnapped, don't pay the ransom and mention that I am a catholic and have 2 beautiful children.
I am so excited and so international.
Europe, check, Eastern Europe, check, Russia, check, Far East check.
Next on the schedule....Iran.
Wish me luck dolls.
If that's the name of the new show, they did OK! It's who you are too, by the the way. Big BS. Big Brooklyn, Big Style.
Besides which, the Big B sideways looks like tits!
Titus, We adopted our son, Carlos from Colombia. I went solo[my wife was pregnant and docs said no go] to Medellin in January 1987 to pick up Carlos. This was during the height of Pablo Escobar. After a week in Medellin, I flew w/ Carlos to Bogota. I had to go to the US Embassy to get his visa. Spent a few days in Bogota.
There are many interesting anecdotes from this adventure. But, for your purposes let me offer some comfort. The good people of Colombia[you're going to love them,,warm generous folks like Italians] took back their country in the past decade. You are as safe now in Bogota as you are in any big US city.
Colombia is one of just a couple countries where emeralds are mined. If you want to buy emeralds that is the place. Emerald is my sisters birthstone and I got some great deals. But, educate yourself first on what to look for in emeralds. A local Madison jeweler gave me a tutorial. If I can give you any info[hotels, food, etc.] let me know. Carlos was 3 when we adopted him..he just turned 28.
Titus is adopting?
Titus might be considered by the Colombian govt. Being the country w/ the highest % Catholics, they like when US Catholics adopt their kids. However, Vegas has the odds 5000-1 that our gay is adopting..maybe a dog, but not a kid.
I wanted to check out Stiffler's Mom's Ta Tas so I went on YouTube which led me to Jennifer Coolidge which led me to Bobby on Joey. Funny stuff. Coolidge has great comedy chops to go with her Ta Tas.
Coolidge is hilarious.
She ad-libbed one of the best lines in "A Mighty Wind". Guest was gonna take it out—because he's a shark when it comes to keeping movies short—but it got such a huge laugh every time, he kept it.
"Thank God for the model trains, you know? If they didn't have the model trains they wouldn't have gotten the idea for the big trains."
Wait, so this is the official announcement for "Big Brooklyn Style"?
Meh. I guess it avoids the obvious awful puns.
Is she plank-chested?
I guess. I was looking for clarification of what that meant, but all I got was a pic of the apparent "opposite" of plank chested. So the opposite of plank chested is chubby, I guess.
Which makes me mourn for my formerly chubby chest. :-/
Awww.
I know we've rallied around before to offer support to sagging breasts, but now I'm going to take the extra step of offering to inflate those breasts by applying my mouth to -- well, I guess the obvious nozzles -- until the situation is corrected.
#caring
#smack
#nodeterrent
You know how to whistle, blake?
Heading out with the girlfriends and the husband is pissed. One is a fellow Harvard alumni and actually works for Bain, one went to Brown and has his own catering business and one went to Yale and is a SVP at a High Tech PR Agency. Total divas.
Bee Hive, than Stella, than Sister Sorel.
We don't even go to gay bars anymore.
The gay bar is dead because we have become so normal.
I blame Will and Grace.
You all know there is a Will and Grace Effect?
I don't dress much anymore but tonight I am in Prada from head to toe.
tits.
I just saw a comment made by Carol Herman over at Don Surber's place. SHE'S ALIVE!!!
Sixty, You mean.."It's alive!!"
I'm still stuck on "who-ers." Read that last night and **immediately** thought of skewers (God knows why), and just cracked up. Still chuckling upon retreading today. Why I find that so funny I do not know, but something about "who-ers" just tickles the hell out of me.
Oh.my. something. Herman at Surber's!?!?!?!
OK, now I gotta go roll on the floor. Then pee. You guys are killing me today!! Glad my family's not here right now, so I don't have to explain.
I find that pronunciation ignorant and annoying as it reminds me of my ex-, only being from the Bronx, she would pronounce it "who-ah". She couldn't say it, but she could sure be one.
But I'm not bitter...
"Who-er": She'll screw any old who that'll skewer her".
I'm in tears, now.
The banter between the guys at Defonte's sandwich shop on Diners, Drive-ins and Dives had us laughing last night. It was quick, robust and happy, with a zing. The "don't make it too good he might stay" variety.
Whether they are a-holes or not in real life, their sandwiches looked good, and they appeared to know their stuff, with the end result being a "hey, I might like to stop by there someday". Here's hoping for a similar result with the new show.
60G--Thanks for the CH news.
If Teri Garr is involved who wouldn't be alive, am I right?
True enough, although I think Madeleine Kahn was sexier.
SANDWICH TIME!!!
SANDWICH TIME!!!
AU JUS!!!
Just got done watching a really good movie on Netflix, Melancholy, with Kirsten Dunst. The cinematography is impressive, very interesting story line.
Melancholia.
My review of Melancholia. Recommendations should be cautious.
Im glad you at least sorta liked it, I really enjoyed it. I've seen better films of course, but this was worth watching for the cinematography alone.
The opening scene was shot using an ultra-high speed camera which is very striking.
We did kinda like it but, like I said, just about every bad thing you could say about it is true. Heh.
blake - Every review I read of Melancholia stated that it was all downhill after the spectacular opening. Or maybe anti-climatic is a better way of putting it. I didn't see the film but I imagine it would be darn near impossible to top the earth colliding with another planet.
About depression: if the Dunst character is depressed that doesn't gibe with her being hyper-active. The hallmark of depression is dragging oneself through the day. Don't get me wrong, depressives function, but barely. No Fred Astaire dancing on the ceiling stuff.
I dunno, but I think that may not be true, the bit about not gibing.
The opening is terrible and lovely but balls-to-the-walls pompous. For me, it's the audacity of the narcissism that makes it work.
All the time, I'm sitting there thinking "You gotta be effin' kiddin' me." If you were going to make a parody of an art film, you could simply release this movie again and point and laugh.
But von Trier has some chops. And if you can get past the pretentiousness, it all hangs together from an artistic/emotional standpoint. The pretentiousness kind of works, even, because there is a kind of narcissism to depression.
But it's definitely one of those movies you selectively recommend, if at all.
Dunst's character, by the way, isn't really hyper. She ranges from marginally functional to borderline catatonic.
She has occasional bursts of activity, quickly overwhelmed by her depression. She achieves a kind of serenity in part 2 because—in the movie's ultimate narcissism—she's right and things really are as bad as she thinks.
Dunst's character, by the way, isn't really hyper. She ranges from marginally functional to borderline catatonic.
She has occasional bursts of activity, quickly overwhelmed by her depression. She achieves a kind of serenity in part 2 because—in the movie's ultimate narcissism—she's right and things really are as bad as she thinks.
I'm thinking that this might be my absolute favorite comment of Blake's ever.
Thanks, R!
You know, I didn't think about it, but I wonder how someone in the throes of depression would view this. Would it deepen their despair or might it give them a certain boost ("I'm right!")?
Depression sucks.
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