It’s a Sunshine Day February 27, 2009Posted by britunes2 in Uncategorized.
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It’s a GORGEOUS day here in the New City of York, and what better type of day to have off work!! I took the day so I can really focus my energies and pack pack pack!! Took the kittens to the vet this morning and they got a glowing report card. They both fit in their travel case, so that was nice, and were well behaved at the vet. Hard to believe I only have a few days left with them. British Ben comes for a visit next Wednesday and it’ll be great to see him again. Feels like he left just yesterday! Not a whole lot of news to report today. There are screaming kids outside of my window (that’s what I get for living across from a school) but the little girl in the hallway who said “hi kitty” to Carrie and Big totally makes me just forget about those brats screaming….seriously WHY ARE YOU SCREAMING?! Okay–I’m out. Wish me lots of luck this weekend and we’ll be back again Monday. Same time, same place.
Tina-na-naaaaa!!! February 26, 2009Posted by britunes2 in Uncategorized.
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Construction. Not only right outside my window, it sounded like it was RIGHT OUTSIDE MY WINDOW, as in, on the fire escape. Who in the WORLD does construction at 6:14 in the morning? Isn’t that illegal!? If it could be captured in a picture, it would be this:
Ya’ll don’t even UNDERSTAND. I have been looking for these ties for the past YEAR!! When I moved my stuff to NYC in December ’07, I also packed with me a few ties. I get to my place, and I can’t find them anywhere. I thought for sure I had just thrown them away with the boxes and misc. stuff. HELLZ NO! I FOUND THEM!! It was a happy moment for all involved. So, me.
Diana Ross: Oooooooh! Hello, Tina! Ow!
Tina Fey: Wow. So, how are they treating you in there?
Tina Fey: Well, since we’ve got you here on live TV, is there anything you want to say to your fans?
Diana Ross: Hey, Tinaaaaaaaa!! Remember in the 1960’s, when I was in the fabulous girl-group The Supremes?
Tina Fey: Yeah.
Diana Ross: And I had twelve #1 songs and eighten Top 10 hits?
Tina Fey: Yes. Of course. We all remember that, yeah. Diana Ross: Jail is not like that either, Tina! It’s quite the opposite! One minute, you’re returning your copy of “V.I. Warshawski” to a Blockbuster in Tucson; and, the next thing you know, you’re in the hoosegow! I’m in the pokie, Tina! I’m in the joint! The slammer! The clink! The can! Uh-oh, I gotta go.. Roberta needs to go to sleep, and she says if I make any noise she’s gonna shank me! Tina-na-naaa!
Tina Fey: Diana Ross! Diana Ross, everybody!
Isn’t She Lovely? February 24, 2009Posted by britunes2 in Uncategorized.
But it sure is ril pretty. On a side note, I think that Zac Efron has a small peen. Just an observation. So yeah, what was I talking about? Oh! My new toy!
Ugh, I can’t stand it. She’s so gorgeous. So yes, after the death of my computer this week (by my own hands! I’m a murderer!) I took the plunge and paid one month’s rent to have a new MacBook! I haven’t had a chance to go through all of the fun features but I can tell already that this is going to be a life-changer, just like my iPhone. It’ll make so many things easier, one of them being the filming of my TyraShow spots. I feel a new obsession coming on. Speaking of obsessions…
Miss Kelly Clarkson you are doing me and you are doing me but good. I have not been able to turn off her new cd. Like, physicall unable. Every time I start to listen to other music I just end up going back to hers. She’s amazing.
There’s no time for singing
no time for Geometry
I’m so excited!
I’m so excited!
I was mostly sad to leave Zachary Levi, but it had to happen.
It’s the poor man’s Dawson’s Creek (sorry Billy) and while I enjoyed it last season and the beginning of this season, I have too many shows that conflict with the time slot that I had to give it up. Plus, I REALLY hate some of the acting on the show (I’m talking to YOU James Lafferty and the black guy who plays Skillz).
It would be totally fetch to have one for the kittens.
Oh, I’ll miss those hairy little buggars. Sorry the blog has been a little sparse this week, but I have been racing around like a mad-man. Hopefully things will calm down next week. Enjoy your hump day!
Monday Tidbits February 23, 2009Posted by britunes2 in Uncategorized.
So how much am I loving deaf Luke and his mom Margie on this season’s “Amazing Race?”
I’m a fan of Kelly with whatever she does but I have to say, the album is amazing. A-MAH-zing. There are a number of songs where I’m like “oh, she sounds like so and so” but other than that and one or two boring ballads, the album is perfection. Of course, I accidentally clicked a link that caused my computer to crash, never to return, but I was planning on getting a laptop soon anyway.
Saturday night was the opening night party for B.A.D. (Big Apple Dodgeball) It was tons o’ fun and great to see peeps I haven’t seen in a few weeks. I found out that I’m on TEAM EAGLE!!!
The Eagle is a bar in the meatpacking district (he he) that is known for leather, daddies, and leather daddies. One of my favorite New York memories involved Spencer and visiting this bar, before we knew what kind of bar it was. At the time it was terrifying but looking back–hilarious. Tonight is the first night that the “Balled Eagles” (yeah, I know) will be playing and while I could use to stay home and pack, hopefully it’ll be a fun time and I won’t break anything.
Did you hear that the Oscars were last night? I had the please of watching it with some Game Night people and about nine chocolate chip cookies, pretzels, and beer. Yum in my tum. I was very pleased with the show, entertained, and generally happy with all the winners. A few thoughts:
Now I love SJP, that much is well known. But I truly believe she was one of the best dressed at the awards last night. The kind of off-white sea foam green, tulle skirt, and belt? Perfection. Upon a closer view, however, I noticed something I haven’t really noticed before.
Natalie Portman is perfection and can do no wrong. This skit with Ben Stiller was v. v. funny, but her amazing look made it all the better. Another favorite of mine?
Hot Tranny Mess Part 1
I thought that RuPaul’s Drag Race was on Monday’s nights? What is Miss. Dementia doing at the Oscars…..wait….that’s who? Sophia Loren? Oh…my…um…..scary clown!!!
Hilarity at the Oscars? Since when?!
Seth Rogan and James Franco “Pineapple Expressing” all over the serious nominees. If you saw it, you know what I’m talking about. Awesome.
Hot Tranny Mess Part 3
Musical numbers? Good.
Score one for the homos
I don’t know that he’s beautiful or wonderful. As far as his value…well…that’s debatable.
Score Two for the homos
The hair? meh. The dress? eh. The win? AMAZING. So happy for her.
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Lisp-Free Truth Booth! February 20, 2009Posted by britunes2 in Uncategorized.
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And yes, I picked that screen grab on purpose. Check it out here
Like a band aid…. February 19, 2009Posted by britunes2 in Uncategorized.
Okay. Enough of that. I’ve got a quick little post today–still under the weather and swamped at work. Before I get back to that though, a mini Thursday edition of…
Rachel Bilson and Hayden Christensen are Engaged
Clearly he’s a homosexual, so what kind of a ruse is this? Also, she belongs with Adam Brody. Relationship Fail. Summer and Seth 2gether 4Evah!!
H2TN Rating: 3
This is more of a good “hell to the no.” I know you all know Max. He was the creepy magician that always did magic when all the Saved By the Bell kids wanted a freakin‘ hamburger. Seeing as Brit Brit’s tour is all about the “circus” a magician is only appropriate. I just hope that Max still has that amazing afro. I also hope I get to see this tour. Hint Hint P6. thanks to Page Six for the image
Pamela Anderson Should Not Be Wearing That
H2TN Rating: 8
Today in Spin Class I had, on the bike next to me, a Jon Hamm look-alike. Don Draper himself. He was tan, he was hot, his Jon Hamm hair kept getting in his face, he was all kinds of sweaty, and he kept moaning when the hills got tough. To make matters worse, there was a mirror in front of us and I kept finding myself staring at him. Not jumping his bones was one of the hardest things I’ve done. That’s what she said.
American Idol’s Danny Gokey’s exploitation of his dead wife
H2TN Rating: Off the charts
Photo credit: Rickey.org
And that was your Thursday edition of “Oh Hell to the No.”
I know all you bitches remember him!
America’s Next Top Prostie February 18, 2009Posted by britunes2 in Uncategorized.
The Las Vegas Review Journal posted a list of “Las Vegas’ 50 Most Prolific Prostitutes” and boooyyyyyyy, there are some lookers in the bunch! I can understand why guys would want to sleep with women, I can even understand why some losers would want a prostitute–but if you’re going to get a prostie, wouldn’t you at least want something semi-attractive? Or you could just go to the Bunny Ranch!
Don’t front, I know you all know what the Bunny Ranch is.
In honor of America’s Next Top Model Cycle 12 starting in a few weeks, I decided to play Tyra with the ladies of the Vegas 50.
“Shiny, you had the best picture in the bunch this week. Keep it up. Congratulations. You’re still in the running to become America’s Next Top Prostie.”
“The next name I am going to call is….
“You passed the makeup challenge today with flying colors. Those fake eyelashes done saved you guurrrrl. Congratulations you’re still in the running to become America’s Next Top Prostie.”
“After a rough start, you have emerged from the background and really proved yourself this week. Congratulations. You’re still in the running to become America’s Next Top Prostie.”
“Guuuurrrrllll, I am LOVING your makeover and I give you props for staying so strong during the six hour bleaching process. Unfortunately though, you failed to smile with your eyes in this week’s picture. If you can’t correct that next week, you will be in danger. Of. Going. Home. Congratulations, you’re still in the running to become America’s Next Top Prostie.”
“The next name I am going to call….is…
“Al, you still don’t know how to work your makeover look. Instead of you wearing the hair, you are letting the hair. Wear. You. Congratulations. You’re still in the running to become America’s Next Top Prostie.”
“I love that you didn’t let the bruise on your shoulder stop you from rocking in the challenge this week, but you still need to figure out what to do with your face in pictures because that smile….guuuurrrrll…it ain’t all that. Congratulations. You’re still in the running to become America’s Next Top Prostie.”
“Pimply, I have told you time and time again–SMILE with the eyes. All I see….is anger. No smiles. I need smiles. Smiling. With the eyes. Smile. Eyes. And gurlll, wash your damn face before you go to bed. No one needs to look at that. Congratulations. You’re still in the running to become America’s Next Top Prostie.”
“E.T., when I said you needed a more drastic look, this is not what I meant. I wanted to ACCENTUATE the forehead and instead, you’re completely hiding it. Same with the eyebrows. I wanted subtle, and you went completely the wrong way. I am so. Dis. sa. poin. ted. in you this week. You need to figure out how to get it right, or you WILL go home. Wha–Are you laughing? This is a joke to you. You’ve been through anger management. You’ve been through your grandmother getting her lights turned off to buy you a swimsuit for your competition. And you go over there and you joke and you laugh. This is serious to these girls and this should be serious to you. Do you know that you had a possibility to win? Do you know that all of America is rooting for you? Do you know that? And then you come in here and you treat this like a joke? You come in here and look at that and say “I can’t read that”? You read ten times better than half of those girls over there!!!! Ugh. I can’t even look at you. Here. Take your damn picture.”
“Brows, what are we gonna do with those brows? At any rate, congratulations. You’re still in the running to become America’s Next Top Prostie.”
“Honey Child, you were dangerously close to going home this week. I have told you time and time again—you can’t lift your head up in pictures as you have a snout! Either fix this next week, or you. Will. Be. Going. Home. Congratulations. You’re still in the running to become America’s Next Top Prostie.”
“I only have one picture left in my hand. And this picture represents the girl who is still in the running to become America’s. Next. To. P. Pro. s. tie. As I’ve said before, the girl whose name I do. not. call. must immediately go back to their corner. Pack up their shit. And leave.
You have so. Much. Potential. But you need to figure out a way to make that potential come across in pictures.
Guuurrrlll, your makeover helped a little bit, but your face still ended up being a big. Ol. Mess. So who goes home? The girl with all the potential but doesn’t know how to use it? Or the girl who is just. Plain. Ugly.
Congratulations. You’re still in the running to become America’s Next Top Prostie. That means Skeletor, I’m so sorry. It’s time for you to leave. But don’t give up your dream! I expect to see you on streets again VERY soon.”
DC Doug Photo Bonanza! February 17, 2009Posted by britunes2 in Uncategorized.
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Terrible Tuesday rears its ugly head, yet again! After far too fun of a weekend, I’m a titch cranky to be back at work but it’s what pays the bills so I gotta keep on keepin‘ on! ‘Why a fun weekend’ you may ask? Well…..
DC DOUG WAS IN TOWN!!!!!!
Yup, after much poking, prodding and begging, he finally got his skinny ass up to the New York from DC. Hmm….a New York visit? You know what that means–
Doug got in Friday night and he, Scott D, Page Six and I went to go have dinner at Arriba Arriba. Due to the fact that hunger and drinking overtook our desire to take pictures, I have none from that night. After dinner, we went down to meet up with Spenc and his sister Faith, who was also in town. The four of us ended up at a bar in HK and drank/did shots til the wee hours of the morning, pouring ourselves into bed around 4:30 am. Ouch!!
Saturday morning was brunch at Film Center Cafe.
I’ve had many, many great meals here but I’ve also had the worst service of my life on several occasions. This morning being one of them. We waited FOREVER to get our drinks, I was totally hangry (hungry + angry = hangry) and was definitely on the verge of hulking out. It was a good thing I had a coat made of kittens to keep me company.
For whatever reason, my head is fifteen times bigger than Doug’s.
That’s what she said.
We totally look like a couple.
After shopping and a quick nap, Spencer, Doug, Faith and I treated ourselves to some deeelicious sushi.
We were lucky enough to have Wolverine himself, Mr. Hugh Jackman, stop at our table to say hi.
Our bellies full, we walked a few blocks to attend Bryan Sanchez’s Anti-Valentine’s Day Party, which ended up being a lot of fun. Lots of drinking, lots of single homos, and lots of laughs later, we all posed for a group picture.
I can name about six people in this picture. The rest–absolutely no clue.
…Dougums and Faithy!!! Aw, so cute. Photo Success (hand motion here).
Photo Credit: John Douglas Smeath
Spencer and Norman’s “sexy face.” You know it’s Spencer’s face by the puckering of the lips. This photo actually looks quite familiar…..
What is it about homos and the missing eye?
At the night crept on, we started coming up with drinking games.
…which ended up being like, the greatest pictures ever. Porn Success!!
Husband and I had a gorgeous family portrait, which I ended up deleting in my drunken haze. Upon realizing this fact, I made him take another one.
Not as successful, but it works! So fun to hang out with Hubby!
Kelly didn’t end up making it into the picture…Yeah….sorry ’bout that.
I noticed a guy near me had pretty much the same outfit on as I did so I went up to talk to him and the following exchange happened:
Me: We have the same outfit on, don’t we?
Matt: We do. Hi I’m Matt.
Me: Hi, I’m Davis. (Davis is my fake name I give to people I’m not sure I want to talk to)
(chit chat, chit chat, chit chat)
Matt’s friend comes up.
Mike: Hi, I’m Mike
Matt: Brian? I thought you said your name was Davis?
Me: Oh, it is. I just told you it was Davis in case you were crazy.
Which ended up not being, to my surprise. It was quite the awkward moment. Wah Wah.
Sunday Brunch Doug and I went to Eatery, and on the way he ran into the Little Mermaid poster that had been haunting him all weekend.
Doug loves children but he did NOT like that little girl. Said she creeped him out. Rightfully so!
After brunch we decided to do a little more shopping (for some reason, shopping was a recurring theme this weekend) and I was having a bit of trouble with the tourists. They were in FULL EFFECT on Sunday and I was being the snarky New Yorker who makes fun of them.
Yay New York!
On the way to dropping me off at my play reading, I ran into a photo opportunity I could not pass up. Remember in Muppets Take Manhattan when everyone is looking for Kermit?
Well, I just had to do it…
“Keeerrrrmiiittt!” What you can’t tell about this picture is that, like Dr. Teeth, I also have a puppeteers hand up my ass!
Page Six and DC Doug were so lovely to come to my reading (which isn’t as bad as I think it is apparently) and afterwards we took in the delicious Chelsea Grill for a late night meal. Photo Opportunity!
This picture was taken by our Sandra Oh lookin‘ waitress who had a nasty group of foreigners at the table next to us. I felt sorry for her until I kept having to look at her ass crack, then I just wanted her to go away.
After dinner, Doug and I decided to take in a pitcher at Rudy’s. While there, “Purple Rain” came on the jukebox. While that may not mean a lot to you, it certainly did to us. “Purple Rain” is the song that Doug would sing at karaoke when he was drunk. It always took him a lot to get up there and sing it but it was always a crowd pleaser. Now, I haven’t heard this song in years and the first time I do I’m with Doug? Amazing.
On the way home, Doug ran into his favorite friend again and decided to have a change of heart.
We had a few more beers at home, and called it a (relatively) early night. He got up early the next day, headed to the bus, and I was alone again, naturally. Doug was the PERFECT New York guest and we had such a fun time together. What I love about Doug is that we can go a year without seeing each other and when we get together it’s like no time has passed. So crazy to think that this year will be ten years of us being best friends. I love me some DC Doug!
Had my reading again last night and then came home and CRASHED. Today is the start of a new day. It’s the start of a month long diet for me. I hate it, but it’s time–swimsuit season is just around the corner! No candy, no fast food, no ice cream. The rest is just eating smart and exercising my ass off. It’s never fun, but sometimes it’s necessary. I’ve got the last night of my reading tonight, and then the first exciting night of American Idol. It’s sure to be a rockin‘ good time!