Rowdy *pow* Dowdy alert

Yahoo’s OMG! site writes “In her latest rom-com, Sandra Bullock plays a dowdy crossword puzzle creator with no sense of style … and we’re sorry to say she wasn’t in character when she walked the red carpet at the film’s premiere.” ( OMG !)

This is to say, Sandra Bullock, COME HOME! … a safe haven awaits you against the accusation of ‘dowdyism’ by those who think they’re fashion gods.   You are welcomed with open arms, Sandra!  I believe that one person’s fashion disaster is another’s eccentric creation (except in the case of the lame´ liztards below *rolling eyes*).

I say, OMG!, turn your webcam on yourself right now so I can see what you’re wearing … that you would think yourself so hot … and whatnot!

OMG! I will let my astute readers judge for themselves the state of Sandra Bullocks fashion sense.  Meanwhile, keep up the god work!!

London Fashion Week..Smashing!

It’s good to know London fashion week was the best EVER; first off, I love the fact that James Long found a clever way to use all fire-retardent blankets!  He spins a new twist by showing gold lame´leggings for men!  I’m entranced with all the lounge-lizard glitter!

And, I saved the “best” for last.

These aliens, er, models are wearing designs from the James Long 2010 collection.
Brought to you by Ludicrous London.  That’s London, as in, the UK, and not the Londone on the south side of Uranus. ( And, this is all the rage for Londoners.  Tells ya something about Gridiron Brown, doesn’t it?)

This fashionista says, I saw one of these liztards crawl under my wood pile
just last week!

Walker, Texas Ranger to the Big O: Release the Birth Certificate!

Looks like Walker, Texas Ranger (a.k.a. Chuck Norris) has jumped into the fray.  Walker wants to see Obama’s Birth Certificate.  Uh oh.  Here’s some advice for O in case he’s reading my blog!!!!  (How cool is that?)  I’d release the evidence, O, or who knows how Walker is gonna deal with your refusal to show yourself as a true Guy of Transparency, cuz you been paying a lllllllllot of money, I understand, to keep all your records and evidence that you’re a real person of America or one of them alien robots, away from the People.  What’s up with that!?!

‘This isn’t about me’: Obama blasts..

Don’t get your panties in a twist there, Mr. P; we know it’s not about you because if it were, we’d be seeing your face every other day on some or other presser lecturing the American people – and the world I might add – and we don’t see your face on the front of every newspaper, magazine, TV station, or small town paper.   We’d also be seeing a lot of bills and legislation going on in Congress, too, if it were truly all about you, Sir!   See, if it were all about you, you’d be harassing our Congress to do things “yesterday” because of their importance.   Also, we Americans know you can’t be in 2 places as once, so if you’re on camera, then that would mean your czars are running the show exclusively because you’d be doing your daily TV show, traveling overseas, running up exorbitant hotel bills, or shopping for gifts to honor world leaders.  So, no, Mr. P., we definitely don’t think it’s all about you!
(/sarcasm)

Quite frankly, Sir, it’s all about me!

IS NOT!

IS NOT!

I’M HOT!

YOU’RE NOT!

‘That Dowdy’ by Mrs. George Sheldon, copyright 1886-1887

Excerpt from That Dowdy:

“..Father, this is too bad of you. Gertrude is not fit to be married yet. She is hardly more than a child, a very unattractive one at that -an overgrown lump of humanity, painfully awkward in every movement, covered with freckles, and a crazy shock of red hair.”

[...]

“Who is that handsome young fellow with that dowdy-looking girl?”

* * * * * * *

Why, it’s Prince Charrrles!
[..in disguise, no less.  Looking a tad dowdy, wouldn't you say?]

[That's really Craig Ferguson, The Late Late Show comedian; absolutely funny, outrageous, sexy hunk of them all!  He's my #2 Humor Hero.  #1 will always be Jim Carrey.  solly. heh heh]

The Handsome Humorous Hunk

Outrage continued..

Getting back to the neoBeverlyHillbillies Ohbama’s gifts to the Queen (see previous post).

The Queen responded in a rather flat: “How delightful.”

Link: National Review Online

In case you’re wondering, the Queen bestowed the following exemplar gifts to the Ohbamas, from the same source above:

In a private ceremony with Queen Elizabeth, Her Royal Highness bequeathed to the Obamas one of the earliest known copies of William Shakespeare’s Henry V. She also presented him with the framed orginal sheet music of John Newton’s “Amazing Grace.” To the Obama daughters, the Queen gave a dollhouse-sized replica of Windsor Castle with a functioning train station in the year of the compound. They also received a prize Shetland pony. Mrs. Obama was given a ruby ring commissioned and worn by Queen Victoria.

DID YOU GET THAT!?!  That is truly a travesty of presidential policy and procedures – who threw the Book of Protocol into the bloody fire.. place?   You know, there should be someone in the WH that is beet red by the unpolished, uncouth, Filene’s Basement of the Elite Sphere, chintzy way of entertaining their Betters.

Oh, well, what the bloody ‘ell, let’s look at it on the bright side, at least the Ohbama’s realize the Brit’s pecking order: Prime Minister Gordon Brown got a gift of a set of DVDs (not a set of BVDs thank God! ;) and they left the shopping bag of party favors with the Queen!  They say the Brit media was appalled and furious about the lack of traditional protocol the Prime Minister endured while in Tinsel Town.  Well, you get the gist..so..

TA TA!

‘ave a ‘ellava bloody good day!

Does anyone know where Outrage went?

It’s very possible that Outrage was with Helen Thomas when she called out the bogus BS of bizness going on with the prezObey badministration.  I think she was eluding to the canned laughter pontification and hotair evacuation from behind the podium by Gibberish.  Okay, so now we have Obey&Co. doing pre-packaged infomercials around the nation at any venue that can withstand the high degree of hotair emitted by the lineup.  I mean, really.   Is this where our government is going in relation to “reality”?   I’m beginning to think that we are being snookered – in that Obey&Co. is actually a Reality sitcom put on by ABC.   Really.  I mean, there is a cast of characters doing the silly sausage routine, some slapstick, tap dancing around Issues and Promises.   And you know, it might help thinking this administration is a Reality Show so we can endure the next several years using laughter alone.  I’ve been told that laugh therapy can cure cancer and many serious illnesses, so from now on we should view the pre-packaged “shows” as a comedy skit  instead of losing our minds believing it’s all real.

I mean, really.  Having a prezCo. with a sidekick called TOTUS doing interviews, conferences, and pressers while working the prez’s mouth like a puppet next to it, prez’s daily face time on TV, Twitter, tricksy titters, with the “little people” of America, reminescent of a dictator like Castro haranguing in the town square for hours on end surrounded by thousands of his “followers”, the appointment of his arch enemy (keep your enemies close!) Hilarious ramRodham as Secretary of State!, appointing one tax cheat after another to high office, reneging on campaign trail Promises, the unbelievable lack of protocal of international statecraft “official” gifts, like handing a shopping bag to the Queen! which contained an airport paperback copy (from WH Smith shop at airport) of Dreams of My Father (but hey! he signed it, should be worth millions [of pesos]) some day , a bottle (hysterical laughter) of Johnny Walker Scotch (black Label), a CD of ABBA’s greatest hits still in its shrink wrap 2-for-1 sticker plastered on it (YES!), and,..and.. wait for it,

10 bags of M&M’s with (sniff) the prezdementia seal on them!!!,

YES!!!!,

and, to be continued..

Come home, Susan Boyle!!

“Boyle’s dowdy frock, frizzy hair and angel-like voice have earned her a rapid following.”  “In her first performance last month, judges who’d raised eyebrows at Boyle’s dowdy image..”  “The “Britain’s Got Talent” breakthrough star goes from dowdy to, um, a little less dowdy.” “Brit singer Susan Boyle—who’s gone from dowdy unknown to dowdy international sensation..”  “Susan Boyle – the dowdy Scottish woman..” “dowdy” “dowdy” “dowdy.” ENUFF ALL READY !!!

I’m putting an APB out for you, Susan Boyle, to come “home” to a loving place for dowdygirls where you will be loved for the fabulous (unpretentious) songbird that you are.. I welcome you with loving arms, angel.  Come. *pat* *pat*  So nice of you to grace us with a song, too.

Let’s hear it for thatdowdygirl!
Pip! Pip! Hurray!

Have sex with your big toe

-oo-
You’re thinking, “how lame. Surely you can do better than that.” What!? Better than x-gov Spitball, Paragon of Virtue, who has in the past, railed against prostitution and made it his life’s goal to round up the morally handicapped? All the while painting a self-portrait of personal integrity and high moral standards? Better than the newly inducted gov David Paterson who, almost immediately after being crowned, topped off the celebration by announcing both he and his wife have had extra-marital affairs?!? Numerous affairs!? Celebrate! Celebrate! Dance to the music! (drumroll) My wife and I are a-d-u-l-t-e-r-e-r-s! HaHa! You just fired Spitball and installed Mr. & Mrs. Cheaters. SUCKA!!! Better than x-NJ gov Jim McGreevey’s admission earlier today that – yup – he and his wife menage-a-trois’d with his, tee hee, driver?! Oh, yeah..

You and your Big Toe. Yeah, you say it’s the shocking dullness of the day. But, hey, you know you can do this.. [fingers in ears] La-la-la-LAAAAAA! I can’t hear you! *snort*

MacGyver for President 2008..right on!

I just came across MacGyver’s “campaign” for President 2008 website today.  \o/   Gee whiz! Who could better turn this country into a first-class nation (again) than MacGyver? He has many of the qualifications that we look for in our presidential candidates: good looks, acting prowess, solver-of-any-problem on earth (and elsewhere in the universe, oh, my! What a MAN!) And to complete the picture, he’ll have Jack Bauer as his running mate. Folks, it doesn’t get any better than that, by Jove.