***updated 5/10/17–First up: apparently, I forgot to set the visibility to “Public” for this post until now (5/10). I had this post finished for weeks and I just noticed this! I always set the visibility to “Private” when I’m writing here, because most of the time I don’t finish up my post, and a half-assed, unfinished post is something I don’t want made public. (“But you’ve written some half-assed posts here before!”–you)
Second: what did I do to get this message???
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I received this email recently. I would like it if WordPress specified what actual entry (or entries) has the content I’m supposed to take down (instead of me sifting through all my entries to see where that kind of content is at), so I can take care of that issue right away. Judging from this message, it looks like someone else other than me has read my blog, so there’s the silver lining in this situation!
What I adore about this time of the year (this time being April-May-early June) is Playoff Season!! Namely the NBA and NHL playoffs. And baseball season and the upcoming French Open, too? This sports hor is dripping right now. Although it’s not profusely–I still have to worry about my Penguins, and who knows how they’ll be vs those Caps in the upcoming round. Sure, they may have beaten them in last year’s playoffs (and, coincidentally, the Caps were also the President’s Trophy winners then, IIRC), but even I’m not naive to think lightning can strike twice for mah team (especially since they don’t have Letang and their kick-ass goalie from last year–although Fleury is holding up pretty nicely so far). But I’d like for it to!
By the way, if those SF Giants somehow make it to the World Series this year and win that shit again (and I’m doing my damndest to hold back laughs here), I’d like to reward the whole team with these:
Because the off-season is a whole lot more appropriate for athletes to participate in recreational activities involving things like this, don’t you agree, MadBum? (All jokes aside, goddammit, Bummy. I never thought I’d say that about you, but here we are.)
I had one of these recently:
I got it at the Santa Cruz Beach Boardwalk; they’re called Tater Twisters, and they didn’t cost much ($5.25 for a fried spud stick). Yep, I was in Santa Cruz this past Sunday, and the drive to there was needed. See, I was in San Jose this past weekend for a business trip, and some things stressed the shit out of me during this trip. Since I finished up all my business on Saturday, Sunday was a good day for a getaway to the beach. I got to ride a few rides at the Boardwalk that I didn’t get to enjoy last time I was there (like Logger’s Revenge and the Cliff Hanger), and I was surprised that the Giant Dipper didn’t have that long of a line for its ride (you’d think that would be the case given that it’s Sunday, but no).
What I was irked from riding that historical coaster, though, was the couple that sat in front of me. Those slags had the nerve to hold their phones in their hands the whole time during the ride! How the fuck do you do that? And they didn’t even look excited–no screams or enthusiasm or anything! How do you not scream while riding a coaster? Why the fuck did they get on this ride in the first place??? If they wanted to spend some time on their damn phones, they could’ve spared themselves the dough it costs to get a ride card, and stayed home and Facebooked and selfied like the basic bores they are, all they wanted. (Do I really have to go on a rant on how cell phones are slowly sucking away the souls and spirits of some people?)
If anyone wants some bomb-ass ice cream, go to Marini’s. Preferably their pier location–I’m not sure about their locations on the boardwalk, but their pier location has this flavor called Dirty Paws. It’s caramel ice cream with Oreo bits and other sweet stuff mixed in, and it’s muy delicioso!!
It’s official: I AM CRAZY FOR MAKEUP!!! And I say that with all the emphasis because I’m finding myself going to Ulta and the makeup counters at Macy’s and Target more often. At Ulta, if I’m not painted (aka “sporting a ‘full face’ of makeup”), I will actually spend time there to paint myself. Primer, powder, eyeshadow, blush palette, the works. Because I’m vain and nuts, that’s why. (Though I won’t do mascara at the stores, since there is no way I’ll be using the store samples on my lashes. Who knows where that mascara wand has been.) Just yesterday, I now know why those Urban Decay Naked eyeshadow palettes are all the rage. I sampled their Naked3 palette, and, ooh, my eyes looked fierce the house down. So, yay, I found another place to throw my money at!
Did anyone watch last week’s episode of “RuPaul’s Drag Race” last week? I read what it was actually gonna be about through the Reddits, and immediately deleted it from my DVR. Why, Ru, why? Why did you allow that foolish idea of a challenge to be green-lighted?? Even Bianca Del Rio knows what’s up!
Whoever came up with that awful-ass idea needs to be FIRED. And whoever actually enjoyed that challenge needs to look at their life choices a little more closely. Is that what we get for glorifying stupidity and mediocrity for so long?
I saw this recent magazine cover that had this bland, blue-eyed blonde on its cover, and the cover line described her as the “American Dream Girl”. What fucking decade are we in, the 1950s?? I know there are some uptight assholes that do want this country to go back that decade (none of whom I voted for), but still. First Kate Frumpton on Vogue a few years ago, and now that shit? One of the reasons why beauty in American media is still ass-backwards.
You know the type that will bitch about how, for instance, so-and-so is not a good actor, but then stans for someone who’s not only the same thing, but has a more dubious personality than the person they keep bitching about? I do. Check who you stan for before you come for someone else’s acting (or singing or writing, etc.).
Cool store of the month: Cost Plus World Market! I’m actually going there for their food and clearance items. Oh, and their free samples of coffee and tea. (Now I don’t have to drive to the next town over to go to their Trader Joe’s for my free caffeine fix!) Recently, they had a lot of Easter items on clearance, and I was able to get some carrot spice pancake mix (originally priced at $6) for $1.25, and some shortbread cookies (which went for $3/box) for $3 for 4 boxes! I’d speak more highly of CPWM, but I also saw them selling some expired chow on their clearance shelves, and that’s disgusting. (Always check the expiration date on your food before buying it!) They also used to sell liquor chocolate candies last year, but I haven’t seen it recently. Bring back my whiskey-filled chocolates, dammit!
People magazine recently released their annual “Most ‘Beautiful’
Bores People” issue. Just like what they do for their “Sexiest Men Alive” issues, they went with a predictable, safe choice whom we’ve seen before. In this case, it’s the one person that’s been on their MBP covers the most: Julia “A Low Vera” Roberts. I actually had no problems with Julia up until I started reading about how she apparently stole someone’s husband from another woman and other cunty things. Yeah, nothing personifies “beautiful” like a husband-stealer. I will say that Julia still doesn’t irk me like other celebs, but now I know there’s another side to that toothy smile of hers.
I still don’t know why People no longer includes men on their MBP list. Then again, I shouldn’t be putting too much thought on a trash rag that gave a cover to celebrate Chump’s stolen election last year (hey, where was Obama’s People cover when he first got elected?), and used the words “slay” and “hot” when describing the weight loss of pedo slag Mama June. Along with (Out of) Vogue, almost all the fashion and tabloid rags out there, I’d prefer to see People fold. Until that happens, here’s my list of who’s beautiful to me this year. As always, my list not only includes men (for I think there really are some beautiful men out there), but is a list of actual beautiful people, both inside and out. It’s a little smaller than the last time I made one of these, and since I didn’t make one for last year, it’s because it would’ve been most of the same people from before. (I would’ve excluded Emily Ratasomething from 2016’s list. She became a booger to me right after I made 2015’s list. ) No spouse-stealers, pedos, talentless attention trolls, social media “stars” (ahahaha, those special snowflakes really think they’re stars, huh?), and Chump supporters allowed.
Beauty awaits for you after the jump!