..I was thinking this was the guy who paints Superman so well.

Damn you, Famous People with the Same Name.

Men, when they get older, frequently become rather tender hearted and teary.

My father, (who used to run the Skunkworks for Lockheed in Burbank and retired a corporate vice president of the whole shebang) was as hardcore cold war Republican as they come. Icy.

Now he finds lost dogs and calls me to tell me I am beautiful and he loves me. And then cries. He is full of regret.

I have seen this happen a lot. Testosterone calms down....estrogen goes up...and its the reverse in women.

Which, I guess...explains Barbara.

Do they actually think that the woman who COMES to the clinic for an abortion hasn't...oh...thought about it a bit?

Its not like choosing between Lemon or Raspberry Snapple whilst shopping.

It IS insulting.

Don't you mean Domme?

Domina?

Mistress?

ooh..I'm getting excited already.

Why not simply enjoy it as a piece?

Kinda stream-of-consciousness "Something Wicked This Way Comes"...

I liked it.

It must be hard to hold that giant straw man up.

All female population?

Wet that down....we don't need more fire hazards here.

You are mighty.

I would buy you a drink if I could.

And somehow don't "need" men.

Well..no, I'm not........I'm married. Happily. To someone who I put through graduate school, and who now supports me,in turn,in my creative work. You know.....equality, sharing....that sort of thing.

But I'm flattered nonetheless.

That its nice to see my long standing....(over two decade!)...crush on the oafishly brilliant Alec Baldwin is not a solitary one.

And Joan....gracious of you to be so polite about pointing out that beautiful Colbert was on the list last year. Hellooo, people....remember..epic whining is always best if you have your facts straight.....

Anyway...fun story, and anyone who complained about it being a puff piece needs to, well...work on balancing their life a little more.

You know....just because one thing is being addressed doesn't mean that all other things don't matter.

Just because their beauty is being celebrated doesn't mean their other needs are not important.

Problem is..

I loathe beauty contests in general..so all give me the creeps. I cant really separate out that feeling from the atypical physicality of the contestants. It isn't creepy because they are missing body parts.....its creepy because all beauty pageants are inherently icky.

I have suddenly developed a crush on someNYguy.

Using the word "Democrat" inappropriately (i.e. democrat party)is THE most childish, petty, STOOPID bit of word play since "freedom fries".

...that you might mean "Z Channel" rather than ZTV....

Z Channel was mighty....I remember it well.

Was fun growing up in Los Angeles in the 1980's...really was.

.....were all, to a one, played out as disgusting pigs.

In the light of that...she hardly seemed shrewish.

I realize the main character redeems himself by cleaning up his act...but wow, the rest of the guys? Fucktards in the extreme.

Depressing film. I happen to like men.

You know that abstracted, glazed look that Scientologists get, that steely, cold, rationalistic, power-hungry force field around them?

Oh yes.....oh yes I do.

Nothing like the Ivar Farmer's Market in Hollywood..the one right next to the Big Bad Scientology center..

Great farmers market, and fun people watching too....but the creepy Sea Bee's.....whatever you call them..with their uniforms and sullen glazed looks.

Hateful creatures.

For the Prop 13 explanation. Sputtering out-of-staters never seem to see it from that angle.

Not that California home prices are rational.

They are insane.

Another avowed Atheist for Christmas!

I like the pagan bits (the tree)....I like stockings and presents even as an adult..

I love my family and my friends and eating traditional foods and staying in my comfy clothes all day.

I like eggnog spiked with bourbon, and pecan pie.

I like it that I am friendlier and calmer and more loving then..and so are many others.

I love waking up happy and peaceful and excited.

I LOVE giving gifts.

And none of that is about Christianity.

I am, most of the time...one of those angry Atheists who just chafe and jump at the stupidity of organized religion.

But I am a "hands-off xmas" kind of girl.

Everyone might want to consider chilling a bit.

I am so tired of god.

Really.

I find it to be one of the most depressing things about humanity.....this huge and pervasive belief in utter nonsense, and the persecution of those who don't believe something utterly unbelievable.

This godless heathen usually just keeps her mouth shut on this subject. As Dawkins says, there is this unspoken cultural tradition that one simply cannot say something against someones religion...its given a modicum of respect that is granted few other ideas. Me, I just dont want to fight.

But I look around and see vast sums of money, time, resources and lip flappage to something that is unprovable, unreal, untrue.......and I dispair.

We will never have an atheist president. And how sad that is.

I gotta know....

Are you a masochist, or ..what?

Every single fucking day....(with the very rare exception)... its the same post from you, in the same place...tweaked a little to suit the article.

Is it that you like being pissed? Or just like pissing others off?

You don't think you are actually convincing anyone, right? So..whats the deal?

All this vitrol can't be good for you.