Rag Time!!!

They say a picture is worth a thousand words... which is why I had to snap these shots on the train.

Where do I start? The warts on her face? No no no... Let's start with the overly bleached blond straw-like hair, parted ever so slightly to reveal several inches of new growth. Someone buy this woman a WIG. This is what happens when you go overboard with the chemicals.

Rather than slipping into some control hosiery, she opted to go for bare legs. WRONG MOVE!!! Her legs look as if they were filled with oatmeal and tapioca.

Let's discuss what I found to be the most disturbing and downright vomit inducing... Clearly that top is wayyyyy too small. Instead of sending that shit to the "Salvo" (when she likely grew out of it 20 years ago), she decided to hike that hideous pleated skirt up (damn near under her breasts). Being that she was unable to secure more than 2-3 buttons, this was her feeble attempt to hide what would have been a completely exposed midriff. However, as luck would have it, one of her rolls managed to play peek-a-boo.

Last but not least, one would think that she could have found a bra that would actually allow her breasts to sit on her chest rather than hiding under her arms.

On a positive note, I will give her some credit for trying to coordinate her cheetah print, peep-toe shoes with her knock-off Marc Jacobs bag. P.S. Ladies, no one will believe that you are really carrying a $1200 bag when the rest of you looks like $12.

I think it's safe to say she isn't reading the life & style section. The only thing she managed to achieve was the look of an aged Little Lotta.

College Yearbook... A WASTE!!!

Just finished peeling through my college yearbook that just arrived today. Now for the critique: Way too juvenile for a college yearbook. It is the equivalent of a H.S yearbook... The only thing that was missing was "senior superlatives." Did we really have a "well wishes" page for personal messages?

The cover was designed to resemble a magazine, complete with highlights from the school year. Who graces the cover? None other than our dopey ass, childlike mascot... the Red Dragon. The dumb thing looks like "Puff the Magic Dragon" except this prick is red. It would have been impossible for us to be a Division I school with such a silly school representative.

There were some fairly nice photographs of the campus (thought I'd throw that in to be positive).

Anyway, as for the actual pics... more than half of the graduating class failed to pose for a picture. What is the point of a yearbook if there is barely a soul in the damn thing. Some of those whose pictures are in the book should've skipped the photo session. How in hell are you going to show up for senior pictures in a damn sweatshirt? There was even a tawdry tiara that adorned one girl's head.

The closing page consisted of a slew of photos of the same damn people including the Senior Class President and friends... Really?

Not all pictures of the departmental faculty have there names listed... and if they were, they weren't listed in order from left to right... so you wouldn't know who the hell you were looking at unless you personally know the professor. Was this really edited?

I really wish I would have been more active in various areas while in school, to prevent such atrocities. I have a ton of ideas that would have made this book a much more unique way to remember a graduating (college) class. I'm sure some of you are saying, "if you know so much and have so much to say, why weren't you on the yearbook committee?" I have three words for you: KISS MY ASS!!! I had enough stress and crap piled on my plate, at least I had the good sense not to add anything extra and half-ass it just so I can list it on my resume or a grad school application. Bottom line... Those who can step, step! Those who cannot, step back!

Finally, I leave you with a quote from the President, Nancy Kleniewski: "I am confident that your education prepared you well for a successful future." Well Nancy... I sure wish I shared your confidence, because right about now... I am feeling BROKE, BUSTED and DIGUSTED.

Booty Poppin' Tatum

Who would have thought that GI Joe star Channing Tatum, was once a male stripper. As seen in the video, Tatum dropped it like it's hot back in the day. I guess this is why he was a natural choice for his break through dancing role in the movie Step it Up.

I guess a man's gotta do what a man's gotta do... but I'm not mad at him. Hell, if my jiggly-puff ass had a body like that, best believe I'd be stripping as well, after all... this damn degree of mine isn't making me any money. Shake what yo' mama gave ya!

However, word to the wise... In case you haven't figured it out by now... what's done in the dark, shall come to light.


E! News' take: http://video.aol.com/video-detail/e-news-now-e-news-now-e-news-now-channing-tatums-stripper-past/959724383

Hillary rips a Congolese student a new one.

I was thoroughly entertained by this clip. Hillary looked as if she was ready to release a hidden ghetto side on that guy. I can only imagine that Hilary must be truly sick of having to be seen as Mrs. Clinton. Why must her successes be attributed to her husband? This is a woman who graduated from Wellesley as well as Yale Law School, served as a senator for the State of New York and is now the Secretary of State, yet she is asked for her husband's opinion? Although this may have been a foreigner who asked this question, women are still subjected to such subordinating questions and comments. On it's face, the question may appear to be innocent, however it is simply a tactic used by men to opress and subjugate women... regardless to whether it is conscious or subconscious.

Kudos to you Hill... Keep ripping 'em new asses.

Can't we all just be friends?

A recent episode of Oprah focused on "amazing animals" and our relationships with them. While this was far from the most stimulating episode I've seen, in true Oprah style, it did manage to evoke thought.

There was a rather odd friendship between an Elephant (Tara) and a dog (Bella). I know... it sounds incredible. Watch the video (not from oprah but the same story). Who would ever thing that a massive elephant would be capable of such feelings especially towards a dog... and vice versa. Yet, from watching them together, it seemed like the most natural and loving relationship.

Anyway... I was just thinking that perhaps we could stand to learn something from animals. There is an astounding abundance of HATE in the world. We (mankind) hate people for their race, religion, gender, sexual orientation... it's really crazy. Hell, hate is even fueled by jealousy and envy. It's time we get over all of the trivial bullshit. If a damn dog and an elephant can be best friends, why in the hell can't we get it right. Drink Kool-Aid, not HaterADE!!!

John Mayer Thinks About Going GAY

"You're damn right I made out with him in a club," said heartthrob John Mayer on a cruiseship in April. Mayer admitted that previous allegations of him "making out" (over a year ago) with the very openly gay blogger Perez Hilton was in fact TRUE! Call me old fashioned, but no "straight" man is going to stick his tongue in another man's mouth... but oh! let me guess, it's okay if you say "no homo."

Now I am late as all hell with this information, but I'm just now reading my back issues of Life & Style and decided to do a little research into this. In addition to singer/songwriter... Mayer is quite the comedian. During his stand-up act, not only did he admit to making out with Perez, but when referring to the self proclaimed "Queen of all media" he said, "I will fuck you in the ass to shut you up, you are not wilder than me... once you challenge me, I will go ass to mouth with you."

Well now... I don't know about the rest of y'all but but in the words of the illustrious Wendy Williams, "How you doin? No wonder why he can't remain in a relationship with a woman... They're lacking a PENIS. Poor John... looking for love in all the wrong gender. Sorry buddy, but you can't make out with a man and verbalize possible bedroom antics and think that you can wake up the next day and claim HETERO... Looks like this was a comedic way to "coming out of the closet."

Well John... you're a welcomed edition to the community, but in the future you may want to set the bar a little higher.