Miss Begotten is one of my pet names for myself, for Southern Gothic reasons best kept to myself. Miss Begotten tries to speak plainly, but sometimes she tends to babble -- parenthetically, of course. It's never my intention to offend (and usually that's true - except on those [maybe not so] rare occasions when I mean it very friggin' much) but it sometimes happens, so if you're unusually easily offended...
Tuesday, December 18, 2007
Tuesday Teasers
= Michael Jackson showed up at a Las Vegas Barnes & Noble recently wearing shades and a quasi-veil over a bunch of fresh bandages on his face. Those who caught a glimpse say his face looked like it was disintegrating. What do you suppose is going on this time? More importantly, do you care?
= On December 14th, Pam Anderson filed divorce papers against her husband of two months, Rick Solomon -- best known for co-starring in Paris Hilton's sex tape. Tee-hee. Sources say, however, that they reconciled and were subsequently seen out together. Boo-freakin-hoo.
= Celine Dion has taken her final (tearful) bow in Vegas, ending a 5-year mega-bucks run.
= Despite the writers' strike, now in its second month, Jay Leno and Conan O'Brien are returning to late night TV with new shows, sans writers, on January 2. I've missed them and am loathing reruns, but I'm not sure how I feel about this development.
I know how I feel about this -- the TWISTED LINGUISTICS Inquisition of Words Gone Wild. I feel a bloodletting coming on.
in a more timely and efficient manor - Setting up housekeeping in a double-wide with low monthly payments.
allienate - Territory of disenfranchised alligator babies.
apolegies - Geez, he just had an apoplexy.
tecanicaly - I'm not sure, but I do know this is not your father's technology.
innapropriate - An acceptable motel.
conceret - A really low-brow concert.
aprriciate - Officiating at April events.
awasome - Even more enticing than winsome.
lip sych - Making weird lip movements to gross out and scare off perverts.
If it's Tuesday, then it's time to Pimp Some Poetry and Vamp me some Verses. Today I'd like rhyming verses on "All I Want for Christmas Is..."
I'll even go first.
Santa baby, what would it take
To get an original, never a fake?
Forget the presents stacked in piles,
All I want for Christmas is a box of smiles!
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Santa pulls in on the reigns and yells..
"Slow down Blitzen".
Heres a box of smiles,
For a Red-Headed Vixen,
This Ones been good,
So she gets more than toys.
The box says.."Santa sure loves, His Serena Joy"!!!
Merry Christmas Sherry!
I think Santa likes you!
hehehehe..xoxbgxoxox
Well, that certainly made me smile, Galen. I hope Santa does like me and leaves me a nice assortment of those smiles instead of a box of rocks.:)
Merry Christmas to YOU!
santa man
travel for miles and miles
and the santa man
deliver boxes of smiles
santa man
go for the girl and boy
but the santa man
come for the serena joy
¤ ¤ ¤
/t.
It is great they are returning to work. I am sick of the writer's strike and am so happy that people are returning to work. The writers are refusing to write for the Oscars this year. That is a show to reward them! This about it- there are no DVD sales of past Oscar shows. There is no "new media" involved. It is simply to celebrate their chosen career and they are refusing to even write for that. Yet they still are writing their picket signs and strike blogs.
I wish Jackson and Anderson would just go away.
All I want for Christmas is a single day off
Free from fighting and skirmish, sarcasm and scoff
Free from worry and wonder and empty dreams not come true
Free from excess and waste, but not free of you
For what good would it be to have off that day
And have not a soul to which you could say
“Merry Christmas, happy holidays”, and have a big smile
And make Santa worry what you’re up to for a while.
Eh....I can do better.
I'm just so distraut over the Pam Anderson divorce that I can barely function much less put prose to a poem...
I LOVE your poem, /t. You ARE a poet. Of course, if the Santa man come for me, he might throw me back pretty quick.:-)
I know, Kan. How ridiculous is that? It's much akin to smiting their noses to spite their faces.
So, is that your Christmas wish, Roxan? I'll speak to Santa about it. With any luck, they'll be banished forevermore.:)
Maybe you can do better, Kan, but that's a pretty good darn poem. An excellent Christmas wish, too.:)
I hear you, VE. I'm tearful and morose over it, too.:-)
the santa man
be naughty and nice
throw you back once
and come for you twice
¤ ¤ ¤
/t.
Woo-hoo! The /t. man got this teaser thing down pat. I think Serena be ready to sit on Santa man's lap now, never mind that he already be gotten her a big box of giggles today.:-)
cool image ;)
watch out...haha
I heard a rumor that Michael's face is reverting to rat-like form, thus bringing him full-circle back to his song "Ben", which was a (very good) song about a rat.
Do I care about M Jackson, no. Do I wish he'd sell the Beatles songs to Mr. McCartney? Yes.
Why keep Solomon? He's probably got hepatitis by now, time to infect somebody else.
Boo freaking hoo, Miss Depressing left Sin City. NEXT!
Leno and O'Brien are going to have writers, just not members of the Guild. As far as the writers not writing for the awards, don't you think it would be better to award them a cut of their work, than give them (essentially) worthless statues? The statues could only feed a family for a short while, whereas residuals could feed them many times in the future. Why is it we all enjoy their work, but would deny them the same chance to make money as say a book author? We not only watch TV more than read books, we watch those shows more than once, sometimes years later. How many times did you watch something like Bonanza or Little House on the Prairie (or any show) and think, gee, the studios are making money on this still, while never thinking, the writing was pretty good, but the writer isn't getting anything for it?
For Christmases I want not a present.
Instead give me a Democrat for President.
Give me peace and a strong economy,
High petrol prices, No, not me.
A turn from the ignorance,
A public not in a trance.
A public aware of the tricks that are played.
A bevy of products, American made.
Thanks, Ruela. It's always wise to ... watch out.:)
I didn't even think of that, Puggy. I'll bet you're right.:-)
Yes, Charles. Jackson - ditto. Solomon - ditto. Dion - ditto.
The writers' dilemma is just that -- a dilemma. I don't know what the ratios and percentages are. I'm not sure how writers would be reimbursed on shows that rerun into perpetuity. I suppose that therein lies the crux of the problem.
Excellent Christmas wish poem!
I just added one of my parody songs to the comments over at "Poetically" - I must have missed the post with that request.
Sorry
Come to think of it, Ms. Anderson could become the working class's best friend. She's got something that could put a stop to the rampant campaign to do us in, by stopping those who are running that campaign. GO PAM!
Michael Jackson should have his face removed altogether now...
Say, is that the kind of News You get to read in the papers or whatever at your place?
Your newspapers STINK!
Serena! I am not a Santa, but Here is one big *SMILE* for you from me :)) & also a big (((((HUG)))) for Christmas.
I'm in a bit of a hurry, so I haven't taken time to read this posting. My Bad.
However, I came across this statement at skunkfeathers site. May the grace of all the might God the love of God and the fellowship of God be with you in petuity. I thought of you immediately and just had to show this to you.
Have a Merry Christmas.
PS: I'll be back to read more.
Thanks, Mike. It was a good one, too.:)
Charles, you mean Pam might ... topple over and mow them down like bowling pins?:-)
I agree, Mona. Take the whole thing off and be done with it already.:) Merry Christmas, Mona!
LOL, Jack. That was funny. Thanks for showing it to me. Merry Christmas.:)
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