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Tuesday, October 18, 2005

Tuesday, October 18: Secrets

“Let the tears fall down upon my face
As my sushi crumbs go all over the place”

Hilary Duff re-wrote the lyrics to “Come Clean” as a favor to me to describe the scene of me scarfing sushi and sniffling while a beefily wonderful football star talks about being raped at gunpoint by his step-father.

Thank god yesterday’s crappy “8 women” episode has been redeemed by Laveranues (good luck with that one, Spell Check) Cole of the NY Jets. It takes a lot of balls to come forward with that kind of story – period. But ugh, it must be even harder as a jocky, black, pro-balling millionaire.

Which is why having some annoying Upper East Side chick (Jeannette Walls) come on and talk about how she ate out of a dumpster when she was a kid and was followed to NYC by her homeless dumpster diving parents…well it’s just a little less poignant. Not that it doesn’t completely suck to have crazy parents, but Laveranues totally outshone her, tragedy-wise.

On a scale of weepiness ranging from 1 (utter boredom and no emotional stimulation) to 10 (weeping to the point of vomiting), the scores are as follows:

Laveranues: 7
Jeannette: 2
Oprah’s outfit: 10

4 Comments:

  • At 7:44 PM, Blogger 'Thought & Humor' said…

    We work like a horse.
    We eat like a pig.
    We like to play chicken.
    You can get someone's goat.
    We can be as slippery as a snake.
    We get dog tired.
    We can be as quiet as a mouse.
    We can be as quick as a cat.
    Some of us are as strong as an ox.
    People try to buffalo others.
    Some are as ugly as a toad.
    We can be as gentle as a lamb.
    Sometimes we are as happy as a lark.
    Some of us drink like a fish.
    We can be as proud as a peacock.
    A few of us are as hairy as a gorilla.
    You can get a frog in your throat.
    We can be a lone wolf.
    But I'm having a whale of a time!

    You have a riveting web log
    and undoubtedly must have
    atypical & quiescent potential
    for your intended readership.
    May I suggest that you do
    everything in your power to
    honor your encyclopedic/omniscient
    Designer/Architect as well
    as your revering audience.
    As soon as we acknowledge
    this Supreme Designer/Architect,
    Who has erected the beauteous
    fabric of the universe, our minds
    must necessarily be ravished with
    wonder at this infinate goodness,
    wisdom and power.


    Please remember to never
    restrict anyone's opportunities
    for ascertaining uninterrupted
    existence for their quintessence.

    There is a time for everything,
    a season for every activity
    under heaven. A time to be
    born and a time to die. A
    time to plant and a time to
    harvest. A time to kill and
    a time to heal. A time to
    tear down and a time to
    rebuild. A time to cry and
    a time to laugh. A time to
    grieve and a time to dance.
    A time to scatter stones
    and a time to gather stones.
    A time to embrace and a
    time to turn away. A time to
    search and a time to lose.
    A time to keep and a time to
    throw away. A time to tear
    and a time to mend. A time
    to be quiet and a time to
    speak up. A time to love
    and a time to hate. A time
    for war and a time for peace.


    Best wishes for continued ascendancy,
    Dr. Howdy

    'Thought & Humor'

    P.S. One thing of which I am sure is
    that the common culture of my youth
    is gone for good. It was hollowed out
    by the rise of ethnic "identity politics,"
    then splintered beyond hope of repair
    by the emergence of the web-based
    technologies that so maximized and
    facilitated cultural choice as to make
    the broad-based offerings of the old
    mass media look bland and unchallenging
    by comparison."

     
  • At 7:45 PM, Blogger DeanaPsychic said…

  • At 12:29 PM, Blogger Rachael Mason said…

    'Thought and Humor' said exactly what i was going to say!!! What are the odds?!?

     
  • At 2:48 PM, Blogger renee said…

    hi oprah im 26 and i was adopted my mother pass away last christmas i never got a chance 2 know her i have 2 daughters 4 and 7 my foster mother told me she was dead and just finding out she wasnt hurted me.I know u have other fans and dont have time 4 my lil letter 2u i havent had a job or never had transportation b4 im out here along trying my best people like me get looked over i know dis might not make it 2u but please oprah i will love 2b on ur show i have so much respect 4u i dream i worked 4u and i was finally happy but if this never make it 2u or u never read it i understand i will always have respect 4u oprah please help me oprah :)wit love from laquisa marie james from memphis tn

     

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