This is Colin. Isn't he adorable? he is one of this season's Supermodels on Bravo's MAKE ME A SUPERMODEL.
I do love the geeks and nerds. And this one is just precious.
Friday, March 06, 2009
Tuesday, February 24, 2009
Season two of MAKE ME A SUPERMODEL.
New season of MAKE ME A SUPERMODEL begins Wed March 4th at 9c on Bravo tv.
Set your bat channels and bat stations. There are new models to watch and enjoy. Alas no Ronnie's or Casey's. But 16 new faces and bodies to Oogle and drool over.
Set your bat channels and bat stations. There are new models to watch and enjoy. Alas no Ronnie's or Casey's. But 16 new faces and bodies to Oogle and drool over.
Sunday, February 22, 2009
Cookie sheets.
I seriously want to know the difference between non stick baking sheets.
I have three different types. Two I spent an arm and a leg on not this Christmas but last and have done everything except sacrifice small children and animals to some ancients gods to keep them from sticking and some new ones from IKEA.
Let's start with the expensive ones. I bought two from Kohl's two Christmas' ago. One is a FOOD NETWORK non stick cookie sheet and I spent 16.99. The other is a RUBBERMAID and I spent 13.99. Now let me say, I only bought them because my old Walmart ones were in dire need of being thrown out and I was going too COOKIE day the following day, and it was double employee discount day and there was a blizzard raging outside...you get the picture. Anyhow, those damn expensive cookie sheets STICK EVERY TIME I use them. EVERY TIME! I should have brought them back, but I kept trying to figure out how to get them to not stick, then they looked like crap and I was embarrassed to bring them back.
So, fast forward to this Christmas. I was shopping at IKEA I saw 3.99 baking sheets, and thoughts, what the hell. I bought two, and guess what? THEY ARE WONDERFUL, AND NOTHING STICKS TO THEM. Go figure. My oatmeal cookies today just came right off, not one held on for dear life. So, take that FOOD NETWORK.
I have never bought anything FOOD NETWORK before these cookie sheets and by god I'll never buy anything FOOD NETWORK again.
I have to say though, I do have other Rubbermaid items I have had for years with no complaints so, not sure what the deal was with these stupid cookie sheets.
I have three different types. Two I spent an arm and a leg on not this Christmas but last and have done everything except sacrifice small children and animals to some ancients gods to keep them from sticking and some new ones from IKEA.
Let's start with the expensive ones. I bought two from Kohl's two Christmas' ago. One is a FOOD NETWORK non stick cookie sheet and I spent 16.99. The other is a RUBBERMAID and I spent 13.99. Now let me say, I only bought them because my old Walmart ones were in dire need of being thrown out and I was going too COOKIE day the following day, and it was double employee discount day and there was a blizzard raging outside...you get the picture. Anyhow, those damn expensive cookie sheets STICK EVERY TIME I use them. EVERY TIME! I should have brought them back, but I kept trying to figure out how to get them to not stick, then they looked like crap and I was embarrassed to bring them back.
So, fast forward to this Christmas. I was shopping at IKEA I saw 3.99 baking sheets, and thoughts, what the hell. I bought two, and guess what? THEY ARE WONDERFUL, AND NOTHING STICKS TO THEM. Go figure. My oatmeal cookies today just came right off, not one held on for dear life. So, take that FOOD NETWORK.
I have never bought anything FOOD NETWORK before these cookie sheets and by god I'll never buy anything FOOD NETWORK again.
I have to say though, I do have other Rubbermaid items I have had for years with no complaints so, not sure what the deal was with these stupid cookie sheets.
Friday, February 06, 2009
Zombies come to Illinois
Have you heard? Zombies have made it to southern Illinois. Yep. They there were even signs along the highway saying so. And IDOT Illinois department of transportation is not happy about it.
According to WGN CHANNEL NINE NEWS:
Drivers in downstate Illinois near Collinsville saw an interesting sign along I-255.It was supposed to read: daily lane closures, drive safely. Instead, it said daily lane closures due to zombies. I-Dot doesn't think it's funny. Officials worried people would get into accidents looking at that sort of thing. Last week, drivers in Austin, Texas saw similar signs reading "Nazi zombies ahead run" and "the end is near" on their roads. Despite the warnings, there were no actual zombie sightings. Officials think in both cases, someone hacked into computers to change the messages.
....no shit Sherlock's. Yeah think? But I gotta say, my money is on Texas to kick some Nazi zombie ass. If anyone would be up for a zombie fight it would be Texas. They'd see those signs and think. "Hell yeah, let's go and get those bastards." Here...they just turned around and caused accidents."
But, in all honesty, upon seeing an IDOT sign flashing saying ZOMBIES AHEAD. I'd have to think about that one. If it were a little flimsy flashing sign on the side of the road. Yeah, I'd keep going. But if they had hacked into those HUGE over the interstate IDOT signs. You know the kind that show the missing kids and weather and bulletins.....I'm turning around and going home. I'm not up to fighting zombies, thank you very much.
My son Patrick on the other hand said he'd keep going. He'd want to see the zombies. Yep, I told him he'd be one of the first to get his brain eaten too. And no doubt he'd be one of those people standing on the roof holding a big welcome sign when the mother ship came down for first contact too. Putz...he's gonna get blown up, just like in Independence Day. Or there gonna eat him. Yep. No more Patrick. I'm staying at home.
Wonder where the zombies will head next? Texas and then Illinois. Where will they go to next.
According to WGN CHANNEL NINE NEWS:
Drivers in downstate Illinois near Collinsville saw an interesting sign along I-255.It was supposed to read: daily lane closures, drive safely. Instead, it said daily lane closures due to zombies. I-Dot doesn't think it's funny. Officials worried people would get into accidents looking at that sort of thing. Last week, drivers in Austin, Texas saw similar signs reading "Nazi zombies ahead run" and "the end is near" on their roads. Despite the warnings, there were no actual zombie sightings. Officials think in both cases, someone hacked into computers to change the messages.
....no shit Sherlock's. Yeah think? But I gotta say, my money is on Texas to kick some Nazi zombie ass. If anyone would be up for a zombie fight it would be Texas. They'd see those signs and think. "Hell yeah, let's go and get those bastards." Here...they just turned around and caused accidents."
But, in all honesty, upon seeing an IDOT sign flashing saying ZOMBIES AHEAD. I'd have to think about that one. If it were a little flimsy flashing sign on the side of the road. Yeah, I'd keep going. But if they had hacked into those HUGE over the interstate IDOT signs. You know the kind that show the missing kids and weather and bulletins.....I'm turning around and going home. I'm not up to fighting zombies, thank you very much.
My son Patrick on the other hand said he'd keep going. He'd want to see the zombies. Yep, I told him he'd be one of the first to get his brain eaten too. And no doubt he'd be one of those people standing on the roof holding a big welcome sign when the mother ship came down for first contact too. Putz...he's gonna get blown up, just like in Independence Day. Or there gonna eat him. Yep. No more Patrick. I'm staying at home.
Wonder where the zombies will head next? Texas and then Illinois. Where will they go to next.
Thursday, February 05, 2009
FOOL FOR LOVE
Is romance over in this age of online cruising and anonymous hook-ups? For anyone who believes that love has left the building, here is an exhilarating collection of new gay fiction designed to reignite your belief in the power of romance. Follow the travails of a dog walker enchanted with his new client; check out the restaurant owner who catches the eye of his most loyal customer; don't miss the blind date fix-up, as they stumble upon romance and a chance at real love.
About the editors:Timothy J. Lambert is a prolific writer whose stories have appeared in Best Gay Love Stories, Best Gay Love Stories: New York City, and The Mammoth Book of New Gay Erotica. He also selected and introduced Best Gay Erotica 2007. R.D. Cochrane has published short stories and two novels A Coventry Christmas and A Coventry Wedding. Together they have co-authored several novels including When You Don't See Me, Three Fortunes in One Cookie, The Deal, It Had To Be You, He's The One, I'm Your Man and Someone Like You. Both currently reside in the great state of Texas.
Authors:
David Puterbaugh
Mark G. Harris
Shawn Anniston
Brandon M. Long
Felice Picano
Rob Byrnes
Trebor Healey
Joel Derfner
Josh Helmin
Jeffrey Ricker
Paul Lisicky
Nathan Burgoine
Rob Williams
Andrew Holleran
Greg Herren
John H. Roush
I borrowed this from Rob. Oh hell, I stole it. Out right. But, it does deserve each and everyone to run out and pick it up. With a line up like this how can it not be splendid and fabulous.
Sunday, February 01, 2009
Bruce Springsteen
So, anyone happen to catch Bruce Springsteen during, or should I say BEING the halftime show? well, if not, YOU MISSED OUT. He was a showman. Twenty five years later, but still a showman. Sure, there was a moment I thought he might have a heart attack but hey, I probably would have had one too if I were jumping around like he was.
I saw him way back in 84 I think. And let me say, it was something. Along with a hundred thousand other fans general admission ticket holders at Chicago's stadium, where the BEARS play, and you can only begin to imagine what a nightmare that was. No, really think about a HUNDRED THOUSAND RUNNING, SCREAMING, SHOVING, STAMPEDING, RUTHLESS, people trying to get onto the the field. A HUNDRED THOUSAND PEOPLE, people. NEVER AGAIN! And we didn't even head towards the field and we were nearly killed.
I had to laugh though when he sang TENTH AVENUE FREEZE OUT tonight and called my married 26 year old daughter. When she was two years old she would sing snippets of Bruce's songs. Maybe she was a fan. But truth be told she sang snippets because that was all I played. lol. She knew a line or two of a dozen or so and sang them like a parrot. She sang Tenth avenue freeze out. She sang. "Rosalita come sit by my fire..." and a hand full of others all on cue. And trust, I got her to sing them all of the time. Oh come on, she was two and cute as a button.
Any how, back to Bruce and the halftime show. He was good. The twelve minutes or so they were on. I know he has a new album out and a soundtrack to THE WRESTLER or something. But after this performance, I betcha you can say....TOUR DATES. I don't know this for sure. But I can pretty much guess that's where this is coming from or heading towards.
And I wish them all the best. But unless I have a ticket with a seat number, I won't be attending. Heaven knows my deal with general admission. I've learnt my lesson on that account. I get all sweaty and nervous even when I do have a seat and people start standing up and moving around. "SIT DOWN PEOPLE, THAT'S WHY WE HAVE TICKETS." No, one ever listens. That's why I want a whistle. But, Jodie and Megan says no, I can't have one. I'd be obnoxious with a whistle. And I would be, I know it. But, someone needs to be the hall monitor in those places.
I saw him way back in 84 I think. And let me say, it was something. Along with a hundred thousand other fans general admission ticket holders at Chicago's stadium, where the BEARS play, and you can only begin to imagine what a nightmare that was. No, really think about a HUNDRED THOUSAND RUNNING, SCREAMING, SHOVING, STAMPEDING, RUTHLESS, people trying to get onto the the field. A HUNDRED THOUSAND PEOPLE, people. NEVER AGAIN! And we didn't even head towards the field and we were nearly killed.
I had to laugh though when he sang TENTH AVENUE FREEZE OUT tonight and called my married 26 year old daughter. When she was two years old she would sing snippets of Bruce's songs. Maybe she was a fan. But truth be told she sang snippets because that was all I played. lol. She knew a line or two of a dozen or so and sang them like a parrot. She sang Tenth avenue freeze out. She sang. "Rosalita come sit by my fire..." and a hand full of others all on cue. And trust, I got her to sing them all of the time. Oh come on, she was two and cute as a button.
Any how, back to Bruce and the halftime show. He was good. The twelve minutes or so they were on. I know he has a new album out and a soundtrack to THE WRESTLER or something. But after this performance, I betcha you can say....TOUR DATES. I don't know this for sure. But I can pretty much guess that's where this is coming from or heading towards.
And I wish them all the best. But unless I have a ticket with a seat number, I won't be attending. Heaven knows my deal with general admission. I've learnt my lesson on that account. I get all sweaty and nervous even when I do have a seat and people start standing up and moving around. "SIT DOWN PEOPLE, THAT'S WHY WE HAVE TICKETS." No, one ever listens. That's why I want a whistle. But, Jodie and Megan says no, I can't have one. I'd be obnoxious with a whistle. And I would be, I know it. But, someone needs to be the hall monitor in those places.
Saturday, January 17, 2009
A witch called my name
I ran into a witch today. A witch I had known before, but one whom I didn't recognize until it was too late. I was walking into Krogers and I heard my name. I turned to see who was calling my name and there she was, smiling at me. I knew I knew her but not from where. I suppose the blank look on my face gave me away and she said her name. I then knew who she was right off. at that point I felt one of my protective guides move up behind me and put his arms around me, gently around my waist. Like a boyfriend, sort of. I could gently feel him behind me, which shouldn't have surprised me.
A few years ago when I first started taking classes through a shop a few towns over, one of the women who was in a few of the beginning spirit guide classes was this woman who claimed was a witch who held her own classes. This is where I met my dear friend Karen who was our teacher and instructor. So, this lady came to a few classes and offered a scrying class. Being new to everything I signed up, paid my twenty bucks and went to the to the class. First red flag was the class was to be held at her house and not the store. Not a big deal I figured. There were other names on the list, I wasn't going to be alone, so there shouldn't be any problem.
So on the appointed time, I showed up at her house, a nice little house, on a nice little street, with other nice little houses, in a nice little sub division. I went in and was lead into a room that was her seance/office/ work room. Come to find out, I was the only student, and was alone in the house with her and her husband. He popped his head in and said hello and then was gone. We got started and I tried to dismiss my butterfly's and concentrate on what she was trying to teach me, but about twenty five minutes into the 'class' one of my spirit guides spoke loudly and persistently into my ear.
"No one knows where you are!"
That got my attention.
I sat there for a moment. She continued to talk. I closed my eyes and tried to 'feel' around the house. I didn't like what I was picking up.
"It is time to go. NOW!"
I opened my eyes and said while she was still talking. "I have to go." she looked stunned. I stood up. And put on my coat. I was putting on my shoes as I was walking towards her front door.
"Did I do or say something to offend you? Let me give you a partial refund. Wait here a minute."
As I was reaching for the door knob my guides voice said louder. "Go NOW!" "NO, you didn't do anything, keep it as a tip." I practically ran to my car. I never saw the woman again, until today.
I sat in my car with the doors locked. Watching her neighbors come and go thinking how John Wayne Gacy's nice little house probably looked nice and normal too.
I often wondered what her husband was up too, or was maybe even just thinking. But, when my guides are that loud and pushy, I don't argue.
So, today when she stopped me at Krogers, and I felt him come up and put his arms around me, I wondered if he was making faces or anything at her. lol. She never let on that she sensed him or could see him though. And I honestly, don't know which one he was. Back then I didn't know there names or what one did from another.
Since all of this has happened to me with my health and I feel helpless and defenseless a LOT, I do feel the protecting ones stepping forward more, to pick up the slack. Hopefully they know that if I'm confused and out of sorts that my reaction time is way off, that I need someone to watch my back, and front more. lol. And they really have been picking up the slack. And I'm grateful.
It is a little weird when they get touchy feely though. But it doesn't happen hardly at all. Although in this case I really think he was throwing it back into her face. I wonder what was up with her and her husband that day? but in all honesty, I don't want to know.
A few years ago when I first started taking classes through a shop a few towns over, one of the women who was in a few of the beginning spirit guide classes was this woman who claimed was a witch who held her own classes. This is where I met my dear friend Karen who was our teacher and instructor. So, this lady came to a few classes and offered a scrying class. Being new to everything I signed up, paid my twenty bucks and went to the to the class. First red flag was the class was to be held at her house and not the store. Not a big deal I figured. There were other names on the list, I wasn't going to be alone, so there shouldn't be any problem.
So on the appointed time, I showed up at her house, a nice little house, on a nice little street, with other nice little houses, in a nice little sub division. I went in and was lead into a room that was her seance/office/ work room. Come to find out, I was the only student, and was alone in the house with her and her husband. He popped his head in and said hello and then was gone. We got started and I tried to dismiss my butterfly's and concentrate on what she was trying to teach me, but about twenty five minutes into the 'class' one of my spirit guides spoke loudly and persistently into my ear.
"No one knows where you are!"
That got my attention.
I sat there for a moment. She continued to talk. I closed my eyes and tried to 'feel' around the house. I didn't like what I was picking up.
"It is time to go. NOW!"
I opened my eyes and said while she was still talking. "I have to go." she looked stunned. I stood up. And put on my coat. I was putting on my shoes as I was walking towards her front door.
"Did I do or say something to offend you? Let me give you a partial refund. Wait here a minute."
As I was reaching for the door knob my guides voice said louder. "Go NOW!" "NO, you didn't do anything, keep it as a tip." I practically ran to my car. I never saw the woman again, until today.
I sat in my car with the doors locked. Watching her neighbors come and go thinking how John Wayne Gacy's nice little house probably looked nice and normal too.
I often wondered what her husband was up too, or was maybe even just thinking. But, when my guides are that loud and pushy, I don't argue.
So, today when she stopped me at Krogers, and I felt him come up and put his arms around me, I wondered if he was making faces or anything at her. lol. She never let on that she sensed him or could see him though. And I honestly, don't know which one he was. Back then I didn't know there names or what one did from another.
Since all of this has happened to me with my health and I feel helpless and defenseless a LOT, I do feel the protecting ones stepping forward more, to pick up the slack. Hopefully they know that if I'm confused and out of sorts that my reaction time is way off, that I need someone to watch my back, and front more. lol. And they really have been picking up the slack. And I'm grateful.
It is a little weird when they get touchy feely though. But it doesn't happen hardly at all. Although in this case I really think he was throwing it back into her face. I wonder what was up with her and her husband that day? but in all honesty, I don't want to know.
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