Hey Kids,
I'm writing you from the Big Sleazy this afternoon. A very sweet friend of mine fronted me a buddy pass to come down last minute. I'll post later in the weekend or next week about the trip, the food, the entertainment. Expect some tres cute pictures.
Now then, today's post concerns several beautiful, talented and rather funny ladies. First off, a bit of sad news - and unless you've been living under a rock, I'm sure you already know that Ms Anna Nicole Smith has up and died on us. I mean, you can't say you didn't see it coming. From the looks of things on her show, the woman was more drugged up and out than a rhino before surgery. But I do admire her emulation of Ms Monroe right up to the end. Pills, pills and more pills... and then there's the (very trendy) overdose. Well, I may be jumping to conclusions a bit at this point. Perhaps she had been suffering from a severe case of exhaustion. I know it's been plaguing young actresses across the board in Hollywood lately. We can only hope that my littlest darling, Lindsay Lohan, gets her fits of exhaustion under control before it's too late.
All kidding aside, I will miss Anna Nicole Smith. She always brought a smile to my face. Whether you liked her or not, you have to admit that watching that train wreck (over and over again) was entertaining. You'll be missed, Anna.
All right, next up, Miss Streisand! I guess a few months ago in Ft Lauderdale, Babs told a Bush joke at her concert, only to be regaled with a heckling from one of her audience members. In true Diva fashion, Babs stopped the show and told her guest to, "Shut the fuck up! Shut up if you can't take a joke." And then, after a few exchanges of hostile words, told him to leave, and announced, "Give him his money back!"
This is why I love Barbara. I'm not necessarily a huge fan of her music. Of course, she's a legend in her own time (and her own mind), but that kind of 'get the fuck away from my limo' kind of attitude makes me want to kiss the sidewalk she hovers over.
Seriously, if I shelled out $600 for a concert, you can damned well believe that I'd be doing my best to enjoy my time there. Bad mouthing the performer just seems like a waste of time (and moolah!). Kudos to you, Mrs Streisand.
Here's the super dooper fun part. Some queen took the sound bite and made a full song dubbed 'STFU,' (shut the fuck up). Listen to it here.
Third up, we have Evie Harris! If you don't recognize her, go pick up the uber-funny Girls Will Be Girls. Played by the very talented Jack Plotnick, Evie is a cynical, jaded alchoholic mother more concerned with her next lay or lamenting over her spent youth and wrecked career. Her dry critical interactions with everyone in range are sure to bring tears to your eyes.
Anywho, I found this picture of Evie, that little scamp, chuckling it up with Big Bird. Enjoy!
Friday, February 09, 2007
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Gawd this is hilarious! And Evie we love you so much...where art thou?/rr
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