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Happy Birthday, Lupes!
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Thanks to Michael K at DListed for the head's up on Jeremy Sisto's birthday today. It's the big number 36 for Mr. Sisto, who was one of the best parts of Law & Order. Sigh. I loved me some Law & Order. Just thinking about the idiots at NBC who killed this show to bring on the lukewarm Law & Order: Los Angeles makes me cry like Dina Lohan every time she sees Miley Cyrus on a tabloid cover instead of one of her cash cows. Speaking of Law & Order: Los Angeles, can Detective Cyrus Lupo please pack his bags, grab his dog and move his sexy detective act to LA? I like Skeet Ulrich and the bald guy who was in the last Mummy movie but something is missing from this new offshoot. I'm thinking we need a familiar face - - and maybe a good writer.
Here is the birthday boy in an obviously old PHO-to (TM Tyra). I'm not sure which scares me more - - the thousand pancakes and the scary pattern in the background or the Billy Squier hair.
So I was channel surfing last night and ended up having a good two (okay, maybe three) hours of my life drained by WE's bridal bitchfest Bridezillas. I realize the point of the show is to showcase what out of control hags some women are when planning their weddings but Miss Melissa really takes the cake.
First, she claims to be 23 and I always find it interesting that most of these chicks look older than they claim to be. I'd like to see a birth certificate before I agree to that. She also claims to be in medical school, which is really funny considering (1) Melissa seems to have an awful lot of free time on her hands, to bitch, whine, complain and threaten to kill people and (2) for someone who claims to want a career saving lives, she sure talks about taking a lot of them. (Case in point: Melissa, concerned that she won't be happy with her wedding cake, tells the camera that if the baker screws it up, she will kill her and eat her).
August 19, 2011 was a joyous day for many reasons. It was Friday. School starts this week. And Damien Echols, Jason Baldwin and Jessie Miskelley, also known as The West Memphis Three, were at long last released from prison. After nearly eighteen years.
We supporters have been saying for years that The Three at the very least didn't get fair trials and at most are flat out innocent of the murders they have been accused of. Freedom from incarceration has been the main goal for years and I am thrilled that the day finally came last Friday. It is discouraging, however, that Damien, Jason and Jessie had to take an Alford plea in order to secure their releases. In other words, they had to admit that the State of Arkansas had enough evidence to convict them in a retrial while still maintaining their innocence. The State of Arkansas, totally speaking out of their ass, claims that they indeed have enough evidence to re-convict in a retrial but released the men, despite their alle…
Okay, so I watched Toddlers & Tiaras this week. Had heard about it, heard in the past that it was a pedophile's dream show, how they exploited kids, blah, blah, blah. I was channel surfing and there was nothing else on so I stopped. And watched. Stunned.
Do parents like these really exist? WTF is wrong with them? And how on earth does a 2 month old baby
win a pageant? The least amount of drool? Best pacifier? Carried the best by parent? I'm confused. But I digress.
Apparently the format is that each episode follows several kids and their severely in need of therapy parental units as they prepare for and then compete in some type of child's beauty pageant, with the end of the show being the crowning of the winners.
This episode of T&T begins with the unforunately named Brystol of Lexington, South Carolina who is 18 months old and has supposedly won top prize in every pageant she has competed in. Before you snort and wonder how many pageants she could p…