Whoever wrote her book called it It’s a Shore Thing for a reason. This week’s Jersey Shore was extra classy. Most notably, Snooki peed her pants on the dance floor and demonstrated how NOT to treat a UTI (drinking). The Situation referred to young ladies he would like to pursue sexually as “real estate”. Deanna got so day drunk they had to cut her extensions out. Or was that last week? Their boss from the t-shirt shop is bewildered by the group’s work ethic.
Don Cornelius is dead from an apparent suicide. Just because I’m not putting a joke about the irony of the “Soul Train” in relation to the beliefs some religions (wrong ones) have about where his soul is going here doesn’t mean I don’t have any.
Many years ago my mom was Transportation Secretary Ray LaHood’s secretary at an Illinois state level bureaucracy that oversaw other bureaucracies. No, really. In fact, while I was growing up she often cited stories from that job when explaining the ills of government red tape. I think my sister worked for him later on too.
Now his son, Sam LaHood, and his colleagues have been place on a no-fly list in Egypt. The organization they work for is monitoring elections there. It sounds like the organization is cramping the style of Egyptian security forces with allegedly sketchy agendas. Said sketchy guys found out LaHood’s connection to the Obama cabinet and are trying to exploit it. Egypt’s ambassador to the U.S. pinky-swears it will all get worked out. Meanwhile, LaHood and his colleagues are secluded at the U.S. embassy in Egypt.
Our family has great respect for Ray LaHood and the situation is at the top of our prayer lists. We ask you remember them in yours. If you’re thinking of telling me how Ron Paul would
not handle this, please think again.
I went to the grocery store this morning. For some reason Ashton Kutcher gets to act like a dog, and Demi Moore is on the cover of all the tabloids speculating on how hot a mess she is.
I watch SyFy now. I was surprised too. They show reruns of something called Ghost Whisperer. Jennifer Love Hewitt and her boobs talk to ghosts and their loved ones to clear up any loose ends. She also runs and antique store, has a baby and a happy marriage. By happy marriage I mean, her husband is totes cool with her talking to ghosts, dies then takes over the body of another dude, then hits his head and remembers he’s the first dude. OK.
He also bathes her. It’s disgusting.
Komen un-un-funded Planned Parenthood. Friday is funday, so I’m not interested in going over the abortion debate, but the informed consent advocate in me thinks this is good in the long run. After this week everyone knows Komen supports Planned Parenthood and can give according to their values. It also might make people scrutinize other charities they give too.
In the interest of scrutinizing charities, I wish we would reconsider this weird marketing… thing… Komen and other “big” charities have created. Charity in America has become buying self-congratulatory rubber bracelets for
99% .99 and calling that giving. It bugs me.
Polo tycoon, John Goodman, adopted his girlfriend. Wait for it… He did it to protect his fortune from the family of a man he’s charged with killing in a DUI accident. So he’s evil, just in a different way than headline leads us to believe.