The BGA

Tomorrow I go in for surgery. If anything should happen that
prevents me from posting in this blog ever again (like they accidentally
amputate my hands) please know… I loved you all except for a couple of you. I
loved those of you who posted comments the most, commenters understand that it
is a lonely and insecurity inducing task a blogger faces, and every word of
encouragement, excluding propositions for web cam pussy talk, are very
appreciated.

Most of all I will miss the feeling that millions of little
people like you, across the globe, are living better lives because they read
some shit I put up. Millions…

Anyways since I’m gonna be gone for a while I’m going to dig
into the archives and leave you some classic BGA moments. Actually since the friendster blog archives don’t work exactly as i had imagined they do, i will simply suggest tittles for you to look up in my archives. Now remember there’s
no telling how long my recovery will take and what I will be capable of, I may
dazzle you all with accounts of profuse bleeding and endless hours of solitude
and I may be away from the keyboard for quite some time. So I advise that you
pace yourselves.

Happy Holydays, be good for the BGA xoxo

1. Me and Dianan Krall Against Art School (desperate pleas) (march 2005)
2 I’m really angry right now, but i’ll be o.k. (desperate pleas) (april 2005)
3.If I was You I would hate me too (desperate pleas) (april 2005)
4. Bed Of Caranation (desperate pleas) (May 2005)
5. A Clique is a Clique Is a Clique (desperate pleas)(June 2005)
6 Learning to eat shit (i don’t know i don’t ffink..) (july 2005)
7.Jude Law, and the Myth of the small Penis (i don’t know I don’t Ffink..) (August 2005)
and the entire Not being Fat  archive
have fun.

I was at OCAD today for first term presentations of the industrial design student’s thesis projects. Some projects stood out as good, some fell flat on their face and some were completely unmemorable, but such is to be expected. It reminded me of a question I often asked myself in art school, which was: "Why don’t instructors ever question the ideological foundation of someone’s work, and instead opt to give strictly formal advice?" You know in the very beginning of a project you can easily ask the right questions to get someone to do more work into understanding their idea so you don’t get to the final presentation and ask inane questions that are neither here nor there vis a vis a successful design, or a well executed project? Which brings us to point number two. I was appalled at the jury to whom the students were presenting their projects. A) The jury was poorly prepared apparently because the class instructors did a last minute take what we can get kind of job getting it together. B) The jury members were asking stupid questions that had in almost every case already been answered by the presentation.
It made me feel bad for the Students at OCAD who seem to be getting a RAW DEAL. I mean Concordia was no award winner, but at least the jury who commented on my final project had taken the time to request notes about the work before the presentation date, you know, you shell out nearly $30,000.00 to go to school, the very least one should be able to expect for that price is some valid and constructive criticism, you know, and instruction.
On my way back to work, I spoke with a Lovely woman named Anita at Ossington station as we waited for the 63 north. She was rad and as in turned out was emphatically in agreement with me that yet again we have an election where none of the parties seem like a better alternative, and furthermore that the politicians in power are FAR TOO OLD, and represent values and a way of life that almost doesn’t exist anymore.  We need smart younger motivated politicians who are really willing to examine what the real  problems are with our country and ask the questions that have unpleasant answers, have conversations that make us feel uncomfortable, for instance, Why is youth violence on the rise? How the fuck do we expect to have access to health care without medicare? What does it mean to say NO? (that’s a Kate right there) Anyway she was real cool and this right here is a shout out for Anita! we agreed we will be saving up for our retirement in the Caribbean (provided it is still there in 20 years, 40 years in my case)
SO the latest in Olsen gossip is that Ashley was way late for a semi private Lagerfeld show at the flagship Chanel store in New York the other night, and as though that weren’t bad enough, she snubbed Laggy himself when he tried to wave her over, cause she didn’t recognise him. O.K I wanna know who the hell believes that Karl Lagerfeld would, for one single second make any attempt to get an Olsens attention, especially one who had arrived late at his show…. and if he were, just for the sake of argument going to address an Olsen, he would no doubt have made an effort for Mary Kate, no offence Ash. The end of the same Page 6 item where I read that, suggest that Blohan, or LiLo as she’s affectionately known by those closest to the young money making machine, is a potential contender for a Chanel ad campaign. I fucking hope not…. I’ve said it before and no doubt I’ll say it again. Actors are not models, they have a trade! Models need their jobs! THEIR STARVING, so step off Blohan. Isnt getting to be pictured in their gowns everytime you buy a soy latte, or go to the spray tan place enough? And Also, while I’m on the topic, you fucking long island family exploiter, "i dont have an eating disorder i swear…. well actually maybe a bit", blond , brown and red cunt Keep the fuck away from Kate Moss, O.K? You can have all the celebutants you want all the ingénues, all the middle and south American actors, mickey mouse club shit, but stay away from Mossy, she’s not for you, Fuck, you were in diapers if even that when Moss  began to take on cultural significance, no amount of wannabeying or copyage  will make you more like her, so once again, i warn you, STEP OFF BLOHAN! Do us all a favor and stick to what your good at, I think  Pam would be more than glad to show you the ropes to longevity as a ‘bimbo’ (incidentally I Love Pam Anderson, aside from the Peta crap)
And now finally, New from our dear beloved Mary Kate, she is on the cover on the new W, and she looks cute as shit. apparently she spills all the dirty deets about her relationship with Greek god (the god of bad manners) Nicharos Klinostapolopoloustinakis or something, and how to starve without losing all your energy. I can’t wait! There’s some speculation on some fan site that Mary Kate so enjoyed her W experience she’s considering reaching into her infinite pockets (in 2004 her twin and her where worth an estimated $150 million!) to buy the entire publication. I kinda hope she does.
I love you Mary Kate.
I guess I’ll have to vote for Gourd Perks, don’t forget to register.
BGA

This
guy I was friends with in high school is in jail right now. He’s there cause
he’s an activist involved in a handful of left wing causes and you know he goes
to protest and the cops pick people up like it’s going out of style. it sucks,
but it’s no shock. When a middle class do gooder goes to a protest (or in this
case organises one) they are well aware that being detained is one of the
potential fates that awaits them for their civil disobedience right? My point
is, I think it really sucks that people get hauled off for protesting, but not
nearly as bad as I feel for people who get picked up for fitting the most abstract of suspect
descriptions and have to go through interrogation for someone
else crime, or  anyone who ends up on the wrong side of the law for being
in the wrong place at the wrong time a.k.a. the wrong person in the wrong
world.
But today we’re thinking about kids, adolescents and young adults.
It seems everyone is appalled by the demeanour and sense of entitlement
perpetrated by young people these days. This past weekend in the weekly review
section of the Globe and Mail there was a half page devoted to dogging kids for
their lack of consideration and overall deplorable manners. There were of
course: up tight conservative parents who  lauded their well behaved
child’s conversational skill and politess thanks to a strict regiment of
prohibition and net nanny, one who  feared over softening his child by
forcing it to learn respect for elders given that all of it’s school yard peers
are aggressive rude and crude bullies, but mostly comments came from annoyed entitled adults who were beside
themselves over the fact that young people act just like them.

One
broad from B.C. said it right when she was all, "listen, don’t blame the
kids lets be realistic here, I’ve seen 80 year olds get on the bus and
perfectly able bodies 30 year olds just sit their while a 65 year old with
osteoporosis gives up her seat." Kids are just the tip of the ice burg,
everyone and their luxury dog is an asshole and won’t think twice about fucking
you off, whatever requires less effort. Manners are not the only problem,
though I’ll admit, it seems no one has any, it’s the bigger stuff, the unspoken
rules of line ups at the bus stop which no one seems to obey, clamouring for
the door and leaving the elderly to board last and stand, or jackasses who take
up like 3 seats so they can spread out like the back of the bus is their living
room, and I’ll tell you no one is worse for doing that than the 30’s to 40’s
middle class male, you thought kids and yoga moms had attitude? And that’s
stuff is nothing when we think about sexual offences and the rising violent
crime rate.
Yeah kids are jerks, they hurt one another’s feelings, lack a sense of decency
and respect for their fellow human being, & feel they deserve what they want when
they want it, but they learned it from preoccupied absentee parents, they’ve picked up on the
laziness inherent in shouting rather than showing. In my opinion: slap stick & violent
television shows as well as video games in place of imaginary friends and
colouring books (not that I have a fundamental problem with TV or video games,
I just don’t think they are adequate forms of stimulation for a child) present
just as much of a problem. It’s all related

Rather
than repeating that popular refrain, “In my day…” bemoaning the ostensible
state of social decline, why don’t you ask yourself what role your own
thoughtlessness or laziness has played in getting us all here. And for those
older people who believe a reform is in order, one that involves corporeal
punishment or humiliation, try and remember how long it took you to stop
feeling guilty.

It’s
like slutty clothes and blow jobs, no one is really comfortable with the fact
that 12 year olds are doing it, but don’t you still hope in the back of your
heart that this generation of ‘free-er lovin’ girls will fall prey less to the
whole virgin whore shame thing, and will instead just be totally proud of being
horny ho bags?  If gay guys can why
shouldn’t teenage girls? Fecundity, but that’s a whole other entry isn’t it.

All the best returns, BGA

Last night was the season’s finale of Americas Next Top Model, needless to say we have much to discuss. This year’s competition was strange to me for a couple reasons, first of which is that in the beginning I couldn’t find one girl in the bunch that i though was pretty enough to be a model, let alone a "top model" p.s. which of the top models has ever managed to be featured in Vogue? oh yeah none of them, a.k.a. the stars of ANTM never really make it as top models, but do manage to attain the same level of celebrity and recognition as any other reality television character. I guess that’s fair cause usually none of them are all that special. I still find myself pinning for Elyse from season one of ANTM, she was a great model and tres intelligent, in fact that’s what made her such an asset to the show (and ultimately was her demise) As far as I can remember Elyse, the med student come model was the only contestant in ANTM history who was able to provide a witty and articulate critical analysis of what was going on inside to the teen model abode, not to mention her thought out and logical answers to panel at jury time. But alas she’s gone and for some reason really intelligent and articulate girls have either not been tempting to get on the show or are simply being refused on the basis that they will not submit as easily as the dummies to the cult of Tyra.
Yoanna wasn’t so bad, she was a former fatty and I have a bad feeling she woke up in tears this morning surrounded by empty containers of cake frosting, Nicole, this years winner, despite being less pretty that both Elyse and Yoanna,seems to have a better chance of actually having a modelling career than many of the girls who preceded her.
Nicole is a earnest, even when the things she has to say aren’t exactly endearing, and honesty or rather non-phoniness is a good quality to have around so many shit talkers. I oscillated between loving and hating Nicole every week, I did not want her to win… until last night. At first I thought she was below par but sometimes she would remind me of my beautiful cousin Elissa (in the photo she’s the one who’s not me) in this charming kinda playful way. Nicole was mad flirtatious (an are of expertise for my cousin Elissa as well) and I think she was able to last as long as she did in the competition because Nigel Barker "Noted Fashion Photographer" had a rock solid hardon for her, fuck he nearly licked the bitch on more than one occasion.
Nicole is also white. Lets face it, Black girls and some Aisians do make it as models, but what do most of the faces on the runways and magazine pages look like at the moment? I aint sayin it’s right, and I think change has to start somewhere, but the last seasons of ANTM have been kinda embarrassing cause the models they’ve put out only seem to land jobs in campaigns for rappers clothing lines. Fashion, as its represented on the show is still an old game interested in preserving many of its traditions, particularly those that pertain to status. They don’t want jiggy models with street cred they want high class dames who can wear a frock or a hoody and look more intimidating than anyone else in the room, save for the emaciated fossilized magazine editors, but that’s a different kind of intimidation. There’s no  question Nicole can take a good photo, but whether Nicole the gawky nerd from some place in Ameericah will be able to use her peanut shaped IQ to figure it out and forge relationships with designers remains to be seen.
Two of the most surprising contestants this year were audience favourites and were both cut at moments that seemed so incongruent with their performance both of whom I would categorize with Anne from season 3. Ultra Charismatic, photogenic on moving camera, that is to say, these would make good television actors, but not quite top model material. Both Kim this years twig in the gender role spoke, and Lisa, this years geezer (she’s my age) had bold pronounced personalities and drive up the wazoo, and both were let go at moments where they were seemingly on top of their game. Kim, a young lesbo from New York made quite an impression on several of her competitors, mostly of the "I never knew a girl who liked girls before" variety, but fun and "new experiences" were had by all and usually on camera as well. Kim was. in my opinion the only girl mentally capable of making it in the modeling industry. She was relatively smart, fairly articulate, good natured, and good looking in a way that Nicole would have to put a lot of liquid liner on to achieve. She also was less versatile in front of the camera, and had a walk like a barnyard creature. I just want her to go on Ellen, get a good agent and become a huge star or go into lesbian porn.
The oldie of the group, Lisa, ironically was possibly the most childish. She was mature when she needed to be and was a pretty good communicator. Despite being a little delusional and hittin the substances pretty hard, Lisa was an asset to the competition and performed well in almost every episode. When Lisa was kicked off the show she had just delivered one of the most intense performances in the group. She was old enough to relate to the ideas the photographers were getting at while most of the other girls were stuck asking questions like "what is Bollywood?" Although I never wanted her to win, and even found her to be completely annoying in the beginning of the competition, she grew on me, with her good attitude and I was a bit scandalized when they sent her home giving useless and UGLY Jayla one more chance to prove that she’s a no talent hack. in fact that’s all I’m going to say about Jayla, cause I can’t stand the bitch no how. I think both Lisa and Kim have charisma and potential to continue in Show business (can you believe I just said show business… can you believe I’m writing a tomb on ANTM… and even worse can you believe I have faith in the career of a woman who pissed in a diaper on a photoshoot as a misguided gag to impress the boys?)
My other favourites on the show were Brie and Nic, the dark brown and medium brown girls who also made it to the final three. Both of them stood out as fierce competitors. Brie initially seemed like the contender to watch out for, she had the most engaging earnest naive personality, and low and behold she turned into a full-fledged psycho, albeit a super photogenic psycho (Naomi Campbell anyone?)
Brie demonstrated excellent progress week by week, and some of the most poignant lines on the series: "I guess I’m gonna have to really shape up" or "what’s my secret?… I like men’s underwear"  I’d also like to see her continue as a model.
I found Nic somewhat bland from the beginning of the show, and though she really improved as a model and delivered some of the best photos on this show, she still never really fully flushed out her personality and at the end I had no real feeling of who she was (which i think cost her the competition… along with the fact that ANTM needed to crown a whitey this year) She also was pretty dumb. Her, Nicole, Kyle and Jayla were so dumb that you could see in the fallen faces of any of the people outside the competition who attempted to engage with them.  UPN, it’s time to raise the bar… think about it all the girls who have manage to really go places with their careers its the ones who have a little brain (they can offer complexity to an expression) like: Karolina Kurkova, Kate Moss, Gisele, Daria, Christy Turlington, even Tyra who’s pretty stupid all things considered, can still catch a reference.
I’m sure the stupid contestants weren’t at all helped by the fact that they were always being given conflicting and ambiguous advice from their panel of know it alls. I tell ya the only one who seemed to be able to make any sense, give an honest opinion and useful feedback was Twiggy, no doubt she will not be invited back for a second season.
The worst by far worst judge, most obnoxious, most prone to giving useless impossible to follow advice and general bitchyness was of course Ms. J Alexander. I already hate this asshole when she’s giving advice to the girls on the runway, but put her on panel? What are you trying to do? I think what bothered me most was her utter contempt for Kim. Kim a beautiful girl who doesn’t relate to the clichés of femininity (but of course does relate to the clichés of young lesbo) was the victim of J’s jealousy over and over again. It seemed like she resented Kim…. of course she has what J wants, a pussy and some tits, but she’d rather not walk with a dip in her hip. Meanwhile you try and pry the stilettos from Ms. J’s feet and I assure that you’re likely to be found unconscious in a puddle of your own blood.
J Alexander bothers me so much because he’s such a tuff pill to swallow himself, all these girls from middle America embrace this overbearing queeny guy who calls himself Miss J and generally wears an oversize cotton tank top as a dress. And yet he holds more rigorously up to stereotypical gender roles, like he totally missed the point of what it is to be a woman and all he can see is glitter and sequin. (I know my use of gender pronouns is a little all over the place, I’m sorry if i have offended anyone… it wouldn’t be the first time would it?)
Tyra, for her own part has upped the anti on her craziness. This season she took to referring to herself as Mama, as in "Mamas proud! You did good!" or "Mama don’t like that", how bout: "one more crab cake at commercial break and mama’s gonna bust the top button on her jeans" ?
She’s the worst advice giver cause within one sentence she’ll completely contradict herself, or worse point out a valid problem and then give the exact opposite advise to solve the problem. She loves that camera a little too much if you ask me, i mean look at the way she always does the same photo shoot as the girls almost to rub it in their face; "your best will never be as good as my worst"
Now that she’s retired from modelling (I aint holding my breath) she’s more invested in her other projects, like her soon to be cancelled talk show and ANTM. She’ll probably have a line of accessories or a yoga video soon enough, or maybe a how to guide for aspiring contestants on ANTM. I’m sure in this the age of the tie-in Tyra will find a way to parlay what remains of her career into bank rolls. And until next season of Americas Next, here’s to hoppin we don’t have to see or hear from her in the interim.
BGA

Generally
I try not to use this blog to just witlessly banter about things like new hit
CDs or films or you know whatever, I’d rather talk about gossip or events
and, well if you read it you don’t need a synopsis.
Point is today I’m reviewing, I’m going hog wild on several ‘new’ and ‘new to
me’ releases.
Of course, for those of you who do not require the synopsis of my style will
not be surprised to know there is an underlying reason to my having chosen to
write reviews rather than talk about myself, you also know that I will preface
everything that is to follow in this post with a lengthy explanation.
I have been living in Toronto since September, prior to which I lived in
Montreal for a little over 5 years. I started this blog at a point where I had
retreated from the social arena (which in Montreal is like the a small town
community centre (not that it lacks fun, it’s just a fishbowl))
I began writing this as a detached and somewhat alienated miserable asshole,
bitter, horny and totally self involved. Now that I’ve been living here a while
my frame of mind has shifted, I’m not miserable or anti-social anymore… I’m
still horny as fuck and I don’t anticipate getting over my delusions of
grandeur until I’m in my thirties (it fits the profile). I go out on the
weekends and dance and laugh and have fun with people I’ve never seen before.
So I went from having pretty much nothing to loose, in terms of dignity, to
feeling too self conscious to be transparent. I also am tempted to blame part of
this on two prevalent Toronto ‘fun night’ attitudes. Them being a) door watcher
syndrome; where one cannot manage to lift their gaze from the chosen party
establishments entrance, aka, "who’ll walk in next?" which is pretty
boring for everyone except the person crossing the threshold. And b) Where do
we go next? a.k.a this party could be better so I suggest we all get cold
confused and annoyed by spending a 5iver on a cab ride somewhere else. In
Toronto picking a bar or club can be like picking a spouse, everyone is always
holding out for the perfect fit instead of trying to make things work.
And just to be fair Montreal has it’s own problems, for instance as "&^*%$#" said to me the other day, (in order to protect the identity of the speaker, this quote comes to us from an  unspecified source…. a performer and thats all i’m gonna say): "people in Montreal come out and have fun at a show… but
there’s something phoney about it, it’s not because they sincerely love the
music, it’s cause they sincerely love to get drunk and have fun.
but back to my performance anxiety, I think my fear of posting blogs in t dot
has stemmed from this highly critical discerning approach people have to
socialising, or rather the fear that some random who doesn’t know me may read
some trash I’ve written completely out of context (which is easy given I rarely
provide any) and think I’m a total menace and a creep. And to everyone who is
mentally rolling their eyes, being like " you are so delusional, no one
cares and it doesn’t matter."  You’re wrong they do and it does.
Anyways I figured giving a scathing review would at once be a pro pos because
of the critical atmosphere I seem to believe exists, and because obviously it’s
an easy way to still seem clever without actually having to take any personal
risks.
So without further adieu:
Me & You & Everyone We Know,
2005 (91min)
This is quite simply one of the best written and most enjoyable new films I’ve
seem in ages. Written and directed by it’s star, Miranda July, Me & you
& everybody we know, is about a million and one things but focuses primarily
on an excerpt from the lives of a Performance artist (July), a shoe salesman,
his 2 sons (2 of the best child actors ever) and some of their neighbours. It’s
rad, I read a review like five minutes ago where some woman was like after
91 minutes you feel like these characters are more complex and flushed out than
some of the people you actually know. its true.
The dialogue and situations are in some respects similar to some of Todd
Solondz work however, where Solondz tends to get his audience to consider
his topic of choice by frightening us with a somewhat jarring representation of
some idea we consider fundamental, July is a little more "quirky" in
that Phoebe Buffet kinda way, and though her excellent script goes with ease to
places we usually try to steer clear of like articulations of cross
generational sexuality in young people, like a 6 year old for instance or two
14 year olds who reminded me so much of some of the girls I was in junior high
with, it never feels like your not supposed to laugh. I don’t want to say
Miranda July is the new best in the world or that she’s a better storyteller
than Todd Solondz, there are lots of differences and I think that July’s film
had a hell of lot more resolve, and I did find myself guessing what plot twist would
come next. But it’s good qualities far outweigh its flaws, and I give Miranda
July and the entire cast nothing but mad props (the acting was pretty much
flawless) and I suggest if you have not already watched this film that you rent
it.

Melinda and Melinda, 2004 (100min)
This is Woody Allen’s most recent dvd release it was in theatres briefly last
year and as usual boasts a cast of well respected almost stars lead by High
Arts Rhada Mitchell, who can be pretty in some shots and "totally needs a
lunch" in others which works for her bi-polar prescription pill popping
character.  The premise of this film is that life is what you make it,
your perspective shapes everything, is Melinda’s life a tragedy or a comedy.
For Allen’s sake I wish he would have come to the conclusion that it was a
total comedy, a mediocre comedy, but it had a few laughs. The tragic part was
that the tragedy was a total waste of time, boring, predictable and not very
tragic at all. I am almost a Woody Allen fan. That is to say, I like a great
many of his films even ones that everyone swears are trash. But this was weak.
About 30 minutes into the film i was convinced, by the format of the story and
the dialogue (which reeked of cliché NYC Woody Allen movie talk) that Melinda
& Melinda was a retrospective, that Allen at the age of 70 decided it was
time to re-cap and take stock of what, during his long career, has changed and
what has remained the same, I was wrong, it’s just a flat boring movie that tries to bring up all the same stale issues his other films have talked about, with
Sucky Seveigny (man that chick cant act at all, she should just stick to
sucking self absorbed directors cocks) I love how that bitch is always on about
"I’m not famous cause I make my decisions based on being in good films and
not block busters," bitch please you name me 5 good films you’ve been in,
cause I can only come up with like 3 and even that’s a stretch.
anyways M & M was a bust with great
performances by Will Farrell and Rhada Mitchell and Brooke Smith who was by far
the best in the picture.

Be without you, Mary J Blige, 2005 (unreleased as of yet)
This song is so hot, It’s Mary J doing Mary J, but happy sort of, it has that
classic sort of sad drawn out Mary J style we love and just enough cheese to
make it that song you always hope is playing when you turn on the radio at
work. I read an interesting interview with her on Mtv.com where she rated all
of her past albums, she basically said that her first two were bombs and the
remix album that accompanied was also hot shit, then that the other ones except
for no more drama were crappiers with the biggest crap of them all award going
to her most recent Love and Life, witch I recall listening to exactly once at
HMV and being like, who the hell is that chick? Her songs suck. and she said
like the same thing that people can tell when she’s really in a song, and she
needs to stop taking p diddys advice and just make slow jams. So that’s cool
cause i agree with the exception of  the MARY album, which despite being
rather dispirit in it’s style was a kick ass record with some of her classic trade
mark stylins and not just being flipped out to make a buck, that record has
some genuine blues on it. But whatever the new song is saccrin to my ears.
And now….

Madonna: Madonna is ridiculous. We all know it, it’s like she’s our aunt who
was cool when she was our age, but since has sort of lost the plot and
tries so hard to make it work, but is always a couple steps behind tolerable.
Her new album is no different, some of the songs (I spent a total of 10 minutes
sampling it at HMV) have great beats and fun trance dance pop music, not
exactly my first choice, but the kind of stuff I know if they play it enough
times I’ll get confused and start to believe I like it. The big problem with
this album is what some fag in FAB magazine called her "sesame street"
lyrics, at least she’s keepin’ it street!
I think Madonna’s new album might be less annoying if she wasn’t going on a
psycho media blitz and if she wasn’t hell bent on sharing all of her absurd
opinions with us for instance:
Madonna wants us all to know that she knows Gwen ripped her
off, but it’s o.k. cause Madge likes herself a lot, so she gets off on Gwen’s
impersonation. One thing though, doesn’t Gwens lead single open with a ticking
clock and her going tic toc?  I mean cause "time goes by so
slowly" but not slow enough for Madge to have forgotten what a proper pop
song with a sort of decent lyric and a pounding beat sounds like.
Then there’s the newest and my fave: She had to stop hunting game cause she
realized as she shot excessive amounts of game birds that she had a blood lust,
I kid you not it’s on page 6, check it out.
Or how she was quoted as saying or preaching rather that "the material world we live in, this
world of illusion and money that we’ve built will be our demise" I think
that quote was actually given as she was waiting for one of her personal slaves
assistants to bring her her Organic, grain fed- non fat- no carb - no cal- soy
mocha frappa lattes with some gold leaf no -fat biscotti. Christine says she makes all her decisions (lyrically in particular) with the help of her trusty platitudes of the day calendar.
or
her my Kabalah is bigger than yours   and p.s isn’t it so that
the kabalah hates gays or something? I’ll never understand girls who make their
entire income off of gays and have the nerve to even consider for a second
anything that attempts to be like all ‘gay is wrong’
I like the melody and fun parts of hung up, but i wish that a retarded 4 year
old would have written the song, cause I imagine it might have been a little
more sophisticated.
I’m not dead set that Madonna’s career will just be a joke until we burry her, I
just think she make s a lot of crap albums compared to good ones, for the good
ones we have, 1. True Blue 2. Like a Prayer  3. Erotica 4. Ray of light (if you go in for that kinda faggotry)
4 out of 12 is it?

Oh well, I’m sure Lourdes is going to become an actress or a model, so soon
enough we’ll be seeing some fresh pussy out of the Madge Ritchie household.
Until then let her be a lesson to all of us, it’s a bit tight to wear fishnets past the age
of forty, unless you are a ho and they help with business. BGA.

I’m a day late with this post i wrote this message for my friends and family yesterday:
This year 3.2 million people died of AIDS and 4.2 million people were newly infected.
There are currentl 44 million people living with AIDS
by 2010 it is estimated that approximately 25 million children will be
orphaned because of AIDS, never mind how many of those children will
have contracted the disease from their parents.
Today is international AIDS awarness day, remind as many people as you
can think of, AIDS is not out of our sights. The crisis in Africa, it’s
feared, will spill over into several other developing countriers, not
to mention increasing rates of infection in most developed nations.
Hell there’s a crisis out in North B.C.

Also, reaserchers are saying that without a cure in sight prevention is the only way to keep safe.
I don’t even know the half of it. So i’m just tryin to remind you all
(and that includes those of you heterosexual women who rely on the pill
and don’t mess with condoms!!!) SEAFER SEX is the only way, and if your
going to use intravenus drugs only use clean needles k?
if you can think of any other precautions people can make add them to
this message

Now on a more frivolus ’tis the season kinda vibe, heres my festive take on history. My danish cousin, incidently has decided after reading this, prepare a lesson plan for me to get it straight. I keep trying to tell him, i don’t want no straight shit up in here, but he’s hell bent. anyways:
The
"Chris Kringle" as a tradition, was thought to have had it’s origins
among the frugal citizens of Sweeden. Despite having one of the highest
standards of living on the globe, the Swedes are know for two things, civilized
democracy and cheapness (hello IKEA much?) so because all those Sweedish people
are greedy and cheap they wanted to have it all, the fun gift giving tradition
of their neighbors to the west and their own cheap influence.
For a long time the common belief was that Saint Nicholas was canonized
for his charitable spirit and for bringing joy to the orphans of his town (much
like another more famous member of the Kringle family: Micheal Jackson
Kringle), but recent excavations in Sweden show that Saint Nick was actually
Nick for Nicole  and in fact her name was not Nicole at all but Katrina.
Katrina had a fiery temper and was known to have once in a rage flooded an
entire sweedish valley town just shut up it’s moaning youthful inhabitants.
Several weeks of  self destruction ensued and it wasnt until the
celebrities of early twentieth century Stolkholm banned together for a relief
concert that they were able celebrate Christmas.
So: Once again this year we shall honor Katrina and continue the tradition she
began long ago.

blah  is for blaharia
BGA

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