Friday, April 23, 2010

Tim Gill - Yes we can or Yes I can?


I don't know what disgusts me more: a egotistical, obese black woman purchasing a 23,000 sq ft. home in Montecito to live in with her gay man and 3 Cocker Spaniels or a skinny, gay man, seeking validation, by purchasing the 33,000 sq. ft. Phipps mansion to live in with a gay man and an adopted Burmese Mountain dog. I know Mr. Gill, you donated over $162 million for gay rights, $161.5 million of it to ensure gay people have the right to get married. Yes we can! But do we really want to? Ellen, Rosie and now Melissa.....If you weren't rich you'd be struggling with rampant rejection like the rest of us. And that don't ask don't tell thing, sorry but when asked I raised my hand. There ain't no 24 Hour Fitness in Afghanistan. Talk about lost causes, even if you win it's apparent you lose. At a time when people with HIV and AIDS are seeing their financial assistance for prescription drugs and housing being dramatically reduced, do you really think your friends at the HRC (which is merely a Junior League for gay men) need a new tennis club? ` Instead of taking 20 people on a mystery Moroccan vacation pay the tuition of emotionally abandoned gay kids. Instead of paying $9 million on a 34,000 sq. ft mansion, why don't you cover the costs of the Medicare prescription drug plans for 15,000 people with AIDS. Mr. Gill, do you really want to be seen as the insecure guy with the charm braclet husband as validating as a parking stamp, surrounded by all your sycophantic friends? You're like watching a gay Paris Hilton hosting American Bandstand. Forest Gump said, A man only needs so much, after that it's just showing off. Evidently two gay men need 34,000 sq. ft. There's a word for people like you...... Republican.

Mount Palin


I think I've resolved world conflict. The war in Iraq will end when we reinstate the draft with no exceptions. We'll build the Palestinians casinos on the East Bank. We’ll acquire a public health care option after we invade Canada. In a good-faith gesture we'll give Texas back ending any further need for illegal immigration and sprucing up Houston. We’ll put Tina Fey on Mt. Rushmore and let Republicans believe it's Sarah Palin. And, hence forth, barebacking, a compassionate term for riding a horse, will no longer be used to reference an unsafe sex act or a lap dance around Cheesman. Instead we will more accurately reference that act as Bristoling.

Saturday, April 10, 2010

Where Do Baby Nuclular Reactors Come From?


Asking Sarah Palin about national nuclear policy is like asking daughter Bristol "Where do babies come from?" And, asking President Obama what he thinks about Palin's response to his nuclear policy is just giving her undeserved relevance. She may hold "cred" with Republicans but she's no longer a political figure. Maybe daughter Bristol can make it full-term but Palin terminated mid-term while gestating the great state of Alaska. I think the people showed their single digit approval of Palin in the last election. I know I puckered, slid it between my lips and pictured finger tapping that ass. I haven't had so much fun since my Olympic fantasy that included a water sport with W. Who wants a VP who's qualifications are diaper changing? Might be "Depend" able backup for McCain but doesn't' instill confidence to the rest of the nation. Her opinion on national policy isn't any more relevant than a third-grader's opinion about the war in Iraq. The third-grader probably has better grasp of adjectives. Book tours and reality tv deals make her no more than follows-the-lead TMZ material. I'm seeing an episode of Desperate Housewife in her future,

Tiger's Wood


Tigerrrrr! A Niki commercial? Really? Fuck Niki! Dude, you hit a tree in your car wearing only your underpants. Twenty ladies fell from the branches like frogs in a Tom Cruise Magnolia trailer. Your woman chased your ass around your damn ass SUV with a 7 iron trying to take off your Tiger wood. "Mr. Woods, this is OnStar. How can I help you?" It could have been the best Super Bowl commercial ever made. When life gives you lemons, make lemonade. When your lemons are whores that's an OnStar endorsement! Instead, Betty White be hosting SNL!