Thursday, March 25, 2010

What the hell is Vajazzling?


Since I hardly have time to shave my legs, I find it truly amazing that some have time to do extravagant things to body parts that I do not even use as often as I'd like. I can barely get dressed in the mornings and have very little time to apply make up, so putting little crystals in my vagina seems like a bit extravagant. But whatever sizzles your bacon...



Thursday, March 18, 2010

Monday, March 15, 2010

Songs are like tattoos


I keep listening to "anchor me or let me sail away..."
Songs are like tattoos, she says...
hey blue.
Can i make it through these waves?
The road to hell is paved with good intentions, but hell is not the hippest place to go.



Thursday, March 4, 2010

A room of his own...

All of us who thought this had been settled by the lovely Virginia Woolf will be sad to hear about what I have to write. Men, and their stupid space. It took us so long to claim a bit of it, not the kitchen, not the kid's room, but a room of our own. A room, well you remember the whole shabang, we didn't have a voice because we, women, were never given a space (physical/mental/spiritual). I have written before about space men. But now all these articles have come out, and it even has a name "Manspace." Generation x'rs have this whole astronaut fixation, to claim space, get lost in space and a constant need for space. Maybe it's the Star Wars generation, Han Solo and Chewy had the Millennium Falcon, Luke had his little manspace with Yoda, but Princess Leia was a fag hag, running around with C3PO, without a home. Be it an obnoxious basement filled with sports gear , or the Juno room where Jason Bateman had his guitars, manspace is here and hopefully not to stay. It took us so many years, so many bras that were burnt to a crisp, and here we have a whole new generation of men looking for a room of their own. No ERA, but they want a room. We are not evolving, we are devolving. Maybe everyone needs a room of their own? It's hard in this economy. It's hard with kids. So when it comes to who gets the room, is it like Juno? Jason Bateman gets the room? Apparently so. Gen x'rs space men are the only ones claiming it. Apparently the women of my generation never really read Virginia or if they did, they took her for granted.

Try not to vomit: