Thursday, November 11

misery loves company

I'm not sure wtf is up, but today I've been very miserly.

First, I saw a pic of Marie Osmond on a magazine and wanted to send her a letter with $5 to start a fund get her face fixed, because she's really scary looking and allowing a toddler to color all over her face with magic markers isn't helping the horrid plastic surgery job either. She looks like a HOTT MESS and if her family loved her, they'd tell her. I only sorta know who she is, so I feel no such urge to lie to her about how "good she looks...considering." I know somewhere out there Rupaul is itching to beat her with a bottle of Ponds and start from scratch.

Secondly, I rolled my eyes as yet ANOTHER famous person "came out" about being "bullied" with a sob story and pithy pleading for bullying to end. Apparently bulling this this year's yellow bracelet/pink ribbon accessory/yellow car magnet/American flag broach/red ribbon lapel decoration. Meaning, it's the celebrity trend of the year not to miss-out-on. As soon as there's some sort of visual public support "sold for charity" for the bullying cause, everyone who is ANYONE will be shown wearing at least ONE of that item. I brought this up to my guy and he expressed concern in my apparent cold-hearted opinion about support apparel/pressing issues of celebrity conscience. I don't mean to be cold-hearted, and am usually overly compassionate, but come on, isn't it safe to say that most people have experienced some sort of "bullying" at some point or have at least been picked on once and have probably picked on someone else at least once? So we all get to sob on prime time about "surviving" it while shilling some sort of media entertainment? "I was bullied, and it was bad. Buy my new CD and see my movie!"

I finally decided I was poor company today when I sat and crocheted a scarf while at a play instead of watching the play. The kids tried hard, but all but one person in the play behaved as if they'd just been given the script minutes before appearing on stage. Tonight was opening night, so I hope it was just first night jitters and they loosen up before Sunday afternoon for the last show. My guy didn't care that I made my own entertainment, but some audience members were shooting me the eye. At least I wasn't talking on my phone like some other assholes, right?

Have you recently found yourself behaving as if your next sentence will be "GET OFF MY LAWN!"?

10 comments:

emma said...

1. Marie's eyebrows now go way up to her hairline.

2. While I know there are bullies in school and that real bullying is an awful thing, I agree that it's the new "in" thing to bitch about.

3. "Have you recently found yourself behaving as if your next sentence will be "GET OFF MY LAWN!"?"

hell yeah, someone on The View mentioned a new poll that stated that people over 50 are more outspoken and care less about other people;s opinions than people under 25. well, duh!!! Who in hell PAID for that poll. I could have told them for free. As we age I think we figure if people haven't liked us in 40 years then --screw 'em.

UrbanStarGazer said...

Isn't vanity a sin? How do religious people justify having suregery and botox and stuff like that?

Gail said...

As we age I think we figure if people haven't liked us in 40 years then --screw 'em.

Exactly the way I feel about people I graduated high school with.

Orbie/\;;/\ said...

Ok even when the bratty little ADD kid in my study hall told me "Gee Mrs W. When are you going to retire? What are you 80?" I never thought once about plastic surgery, just about punching her in her snotty little face LOL

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emma said...

"Exactly the way I feel about people I graduated high school with."
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Gail, exactly. Why do all those people suddenly want to befriend me on Facebook?

Gail said...

Beats the hell out of me, Emma. The worst part (or maybe the best) is that I don't remember half of them.

Orbie/\;;/\ said...

I seem to be redundant

vq said...

I can't say that I have, but...ahem...my husband was BORN yelling "get off my lawn." The man was born old...