1. The movie Synedoche, New York. Which, as far as I can tell, is about the futility of everything. Which includes acting. Duh.
2. Parking tickets. Thousands of dollars of parking tickets.
3. Tweakers who pose as computer service technicians.... "uh, hold on, i have to find it first - no, i said call me back tomorrow if i don't call today if i remember"
4. EcoGreenHouseEmission snobs. Like they never fart.
5. People who use sex to get money from you. As in, like, friends.
6. The term "hot bod".
7. That creepy show on TLC about a boring dwarf family that has a few tall kids..."Small Legs, Big Heads", "It's A Small World - But Only For Some", "Supersize Me - Please.." - something like that. I think it's nasty and coy and disingenuous, nothing more than a freak show, which armors itself with cable-network political correctness (you know, the really dumb kind).
8. How people get sooo angry at me whenever I drive. Who doesn't get distracted?
After a fairly long hiatus from regular boob tube viewing, I went out & bought a new tv. It is so wide I'm beginning to think that the earth is, indeed, flat. I'm confused by High Def...(what you yell to the hearing impaired)... uh, what's the point - every pore, cupcake and tear (ecce, my viewing habits) looks macro-gross. Having been absent for a while, here's what I've noticed about tv 2day ::
:: Know why there's an 'obesity epidemic'? I tell ya why... cuz, on tv, there's too much freakin' food. The Food Network should be called The Pig Network.
:: There's an awful lot of homoerotic fighting, i.e, UFC, WWE, Kill Kill Kill, whatever. As in glistening men with porn bodies in man-ties grappling/hurting each other, very fetishy - and very well lit. No. girls. what. so. ever. Hmmm. What's that all about? It's a little disturbing.
:: The BBC is a step-up. I want to live in England. The talk shows are amazing - they drink, Grace Jones shows up, people have articulate hissy fits.
:: Best moment so far - Paris Hilton, on her searching-for-human-pets show, crying in front of contestants over her photo-shopped vagina. I nearly fell off my gurney.
God bless you, Andy Warhol
Sunday, July 12
Brand New Boy George
No, seriously - his new song is called "Brand New". It's quite beautiful ::