It takes a strong woman to carry forth with all that betrayal on her arm. How could Josh not have known that Fergie's big debut as a movie seductress was about to occur? A-list cast, all her talents forever cemented on the big screen...and a fall from grace redeemed only by their willingness to walk-it-out in the public's eye.
I still think he's a toad, and a monotone one at that, but the dramatic elements of "can hearts ever be truly mended"? A new twist on sensation, catered with devotion by the tabloids. She has an edge of course, being strict Roman Catholic. Well, if you conveniently ignore the bi-sexuality, which romantic and all-inclusive as it is, doesn't really flow so well with the Church.
We'll see if God really is kind and loving after this, for sure. It was the eye-contact that was still too skirting to convince me that Josh wasn't just arm-candy until the whole ordeal was over. Do publicists actually recommend vow renewals these days? Hire a new one.
Fergie, he's cute. Keep him. It must be a universal guy-sign, when they bite on their lips, waiting for the love of their lives to forget what dickheads they've been. Trust me, sleeping with a stripper is insulting, but continuing to mock you publicly through all his friends...at least you've been spared THAT kind of bitch slap.
Well, you're married, so different rules apply I'm sure. FRIENDS are allowed to shit on each other all they want, because the assumption is always there that "who they are" isn't "how they are". Some distinction I'm still trying to figure out as I plunder through all that worthless glitter.
Tuesday, January 19, 2010
Friday, January 8, 2010
The pain of childbirth
Fuckin' hurts, I'll have you know. Nothing like the anticipation however, of the pain that lasts and lasts and lasts. Well, it's worth it in the end...that baby experience makes it so. Dead or alive, can't choose every destiny your heart desires, some just go with the mighty flow.
And complain whenever possible. Turning myself into my own enemy isn't something I'd really thought of until this week, feeling less "degraded" and "humiliated" than yesterday, though. And all last week when I really, really thought about it.
In exchange for holding my head high, from now on I'll just meditate on Jay Leno. Funny the things I learn from the power elite these days. Of course, car whores are unique, in that they have less lack-of-lack than anyone on earth, so.
Probably makes their comedy more intravenous than an actual contribution to society. A stabilizing force for the poor-needing-structure in their nightly "I'm not REALLY being deceived and screwed over by the Halliburtons of the world".
Robin Williams would never partake, no matter how much real estate he owns. It's genuine character and talent he leans towards, although he did say something surprising last night to Charlie Rose (was actually taped on Dec. 4th).
Doesn't really give much of a crap about the up-and-coming, they do just fine on their own. He called their acts "interesting" however...not enough funny. He only gives props to the masters.
To each his own.
And complain whenever possible. Turning myself into my own enemy isn't something I'd really thought of until this week, feeling less "degraded" and "humiliated" than yesterday, though. And all last week when I really, really thought about it.
In exchange for holding my head high, from now on I'll just meditate on Jay Leno. Funny the things I learn from the power elite these days. Of course, car whores are unique, in that they have less lack-of-lack than anyone on earth, so.
Probably makes their comedy more intravenous than an actual contribution to society. A stabilizing force for the poor-needing-structure in their nightly "I'm not REALLY being deceived and screwed over by the Halliburtons of the world".
Robin Williams would never partake, no matter how much real estate he owns. It's genuine character and talent he leans towards, although he did say something surprising last night to Charlie Rose (was actually taped on Dec. 4th).
Doesn't really give much of a crap about the up-and-coming, they do just fine on their own. He called their acts "interesting" however...not enough funny. He only gives props to the masters.
To each his own.
Wednesday, January 6, 2010
Jet-setting it in Fargo
Gosh, I wish all the pieces would just fall into place. Every part of me wants the universe to know that there's no better way to spend a life than absorbed in your children. From there, each loved moment fully-lived reaps more blessings than any human deserves, talk about intention!
One chance to tune-in all the way, to look back at every choice knowing you did your absolute best. It's hard enough to be imperfect as a parent, but to sacrifice those moments to reverie, or wonder, or anything separate from the only now that can be controlled...it's a loss.
My mind never stops considering all the possibilities in life. What I wouldn't give to learn about politics from the past, to hear just one "when Hoover was in office" from a Chris Matthews who's been there. To be able to sort effortlessly between the haves and have-nots, and understand completely why their influence is any better.
I do what I do, and I used to do it well. It's never been not-enough, it's always been exactly my purpose on earth, and I'm still there. Some decade, I guess, a new one even, perhaps. Well, if my feet will start walking again, in their own steps...I just might arrive there.
One chance to tune-in all the way, to look back at every choice knowing you did your absolute best. It's hard enough to be imperfect as a parent, but to sacrifice those moments to reverie, or wonder, or anything separate from the only now that can be controlled...it's a loss.
My mind never stops considering all the possibilities in life. What I wouldn't give to learn about politics from the past, to hear just one "when Hoover was in office" from a Chris Matthews who's been there. To be able to sort effortlessly between the haves and have-nots, and understand completely why their influence is any better.
I do what I do, and I used to do it well. It's never been not-enough, it's always been exactly my purpose on earth, and I'm still there. Some decade, I guess, a new one even, perhaps. Well, if my feet will start walking again, in their own steps...I just might arrive there.
Saturday, January 2, 2010
I swear I'm in labor
What do I know, only done this five times before. Lots of things are different during this pregnancy than my last ones. For one, I've barely had time to enjoy my "outcast" status, so consumed with the non-essential details of being who I am despite my better judgment.
Walking around in public with five kids is one thing, garners teachable stares. But PREGNANT with five kids, haven't been able to bask once in an "oh my God, LOOK!"...although I've wanted to. Many times, I'd have liked nothing more than to have held my head high with the "you betcha" I've worked so hard all on my own to attain.
I can tolerate the stares of cute children, however. Their eyes grow the size of saucers when a mom-like-theirs walks by with five children in tow, and pregnant. A world of possibility must open up for them, an actual real-live "people actually do CHOOSE to have more than 2-3 children, you know."
I'm evangelical and proud in that way, and always will be.
Walking around in public with five kids is one thing, garners teachable stares. But PREGNANT with five kids, haven't been able to bask once in an "oh my God, LOOK!"...although I've wanted to. Many times, I'd have liked nothing more than to have held my head high with the "you betcha" I've worked so hard all on my own to attain.
I can tolerate the stares of cute children, however. Their eyes grow the size of saucers when a mom-like-theirs walks by with five children in tow, and pregnant. A world of possibility must open up for them, an actual real-live "people actually do CHOOSE to have more than 2-3 children, you know."
I'm evangelical and proud in that way, and always will be.
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