Happy Cheer Keanu Up Day!

For those who have no idea how this thing got started read this. 

Okay now here's my take on the whole thing, it's a joke. I'm almost sure it is. The first time I saw the alleged sad photo I didn't think much of it. Then came the hilarious photoshopped photos of Keanu in random scenarios. My favorite so far is the one with him chillin on D-Day. Classic!

Apparently Keanu's people don't want him to be affiliated with this glorious day. They think it's silly. DUH! No true fan of Keanu's would think that he's depressed. I damn sure don't. It has nothing to do with who he is or how much money he has, I just read the signs. The man is outside, eating a sandwich on a bench, alone. What's wrong with that? Nothing! He's clearly comfortable with himself and enjoys his own company. I don't know about most, but if you don't enjoy your own company then no one will, and that is what's depressing. 

Last night I planned on sharing the story of how I ran away from Keanu while he was filming Chain Reaction in Chicago, but I'll save it. There are way too many Keanu stories out there. I'll keep mine to share with close family & friends, or on those occasions when ice needs to be broken.

Happy Cheer Up Keanu Day! Relax, have fun, and enjoy your sandwich. 

More info on this official internet holiday click here here here &here

photo snatched from urlesque

I am offended!!!

And it's not the picture that offends me it's her! I cannot believe that this white woman has more ass than me, my mother, her mother, her aunties, and my gay cousin combined. It was my own ideology that not only did white people couldn't dance but they could not produce bodies like ethnics. Then Ellen and Coco came along and I now stand corrected.

This woman has seriously put my body to shame. Don't get me wrong I have curves (just ask the 50something French Man who tried to talk to me upstairs *more on that in a moment*). Let me put it this way:

Coco = $10
Me = Insufficient funds

It's totally not fair!

To read about Coco and why her ass has beef with Myspace visit dlisted because I really don't feel like reading the article.

Rebirth: The Beard

Once every blue moon I would like to talk about a rebirth. I know I should use the word renaissance, but that's too formal and I tend to not give a damn.

So today my rebirth would be on The Beard.

Recently, there has been an influx of beards on the red carpets of Hollywood. The best I've seen so far is Jon Hamm from the show Mad Men.


Now my mom loves this show. I hate it and here's why:
Around the time (and don't worry I'll get to my original point in a second) the show promoting for its first season, the only promo ad was a series of scenes from the show along with the song You Know I'm No Good by Amy Winehouse. So now no matter when I see Jon Hamm I hear boom boom boom ba boom. Every time. Every single time. I hate it!

Although Jon looks damn good with his beard, there are always the whiny people out there that just don't want to accept the fact that men have hair that grow out of their faces. These are also the people that complain about Conan's hair.

Speaking of Conan, does anyone else remember when he grew a beard for the writer's strike? He looked damn good! I tuned in every night to see Conan transform from my 14 year old bratty lab partner into a man. I swear Conan's ratings would have been a lot higher if he had the beard. Maybe Jay could grow one to hide that damn chin. Quick who would win in the battle of the chin: Jay Leno or Jennifer Aniston?

Back to beards.

I think the world is still in shock over that Brad Pitt beard.



That thing had no shape, no form, and no purpose. He claimed it was for a movie role, but I'm almost sure he had already done 12 Monkeys. However, if my lady parts liked Brad Pitt I'm sure I would have still been in mourning, but I liked the beard. So hip hip hooray for the beard. Welcome to your rebirth.

My Favorite Beards of all time: