Somewhere, some couple is ordering this right now…
Friday, October 26, 2007
Fetish or Halloween Costume?
Let me start by saying I come from the time when a Halloween costume was created at home. For example; " The Bum", "The Cowgirl" or the "Sheet Ghost".... Here's my recent experience while looking for dog costume ideas...(don't laugh)
A theme was emerging. And it wasn't Halloween. Since when did Halloween costumes become marital aids? The hobo has turned into the Hillbilly Honey. The traditional vampire is now the Mistress of Darkness. I have nothing against playing erotic dress-up, or even mass-market fetishism. I'd just prefer it didn't converge with a family holiday (and wasn't sold next to the dryer sheets). If you want to play cheerleader at home, go team. But trick-or-treating with your children in anything featuring latex and cleavage seems like a little too much trick. Some kids were confused. "Where are the monsters? they asked. "Where are the superheroes? I pointed weakly to Wonder Woman and her thigh-high boots. "She's pretty, said a 4-year-old(approx age). Before adding, "You can see her breasts. ~ Need I say more?
A quick trip to Wal-Mart and Target revealed some interesting costume selections. While the hemlines were slightly lower on the Target French Maid and Cheerleader, Wal-Mart hewed to form with a saucy Red Riding Hood and a naughty rag doll, advertising a "sultry vinyl bodice and thigh highs ... lollipop not included.
A theme was emerging. And it wasn't Halloween. Since when did Halloween costumes become marital aids? The hobo has turned into the Hillbilly Honey. The traditional vampire is now the Mistress of Darkness. I have nothing against playing erotic dress-up, or even mass-market fetishism. I'd just prefer it didn't converge with a family holiday (and wasn't sold next to the dryer sheets). If you want to play cheerleader at home, go team. But trick-or-treating with your children in anything featuring latex and cleavage seems like a little too much trick. Some kids were confused. "Where are the monsters? they asked. "Where are the superheroes? I pointed weakly to Wonder Woman and her thigh-high boots. "She's pretty, said a 4-year-old(approx age). Before adding, "You can see her breasts. ~ Need I say more?
Wesley Snipes Indicted on Tax Fraud
Wesley Snipes was charged last Tuesday with failing to pay taxes and conspiracy in an indictment that could put the actor and producer behind bars for more than 40 years..
"Each of the conspiracy and false claim charges carry a maximum sentence of five years imprisonment," prosecutors added, noting: "Snipes is also charged with six counts of failing to file income tax returns."
"Snipes also faces up to one year imprisonment on each charge of failing to file income tax returns," they said.
"Each of the conspiracy and false claim charges carry a maximum sentence of five years imprisonment," prosecutors added, noting: "Snipes is also charged with six counts of failing to file income tax returns."
"Snipes also faces up to one year imprisonment on each charge of failing to file income tax returns," they said.
Can anyone show me where in the constitution it states that U.S. citizens have to pay taxes on wages. By signing your W-2 you're telling the government that you're volunteering, willing to pay them a % of your wages. Look it up! Oh, and guess what the IRS is NOT part of the U.S. government. Imagine that!
Thursday, October 25, 2007
I Have the POWERRRR!!
Aha! I have been granted permission to write on the blog of another! Oh, the power! The things I could write! The truths I could reveal! The ideas I could share with the world!
Or, I could just say "hi"...
Thanks for the backstage pass, Jen! Great to see you hitting the blog universe (note that I refuse to use the word "blogosphere". I've barely gotten myself to use the word "blog").
And for the rest of you, feel free to drop by and see my own blog at Michael O'Blogger.
Remember this basic fact of life as we know it...words can change the world. Or, at the very least, really piss people off...
Or, I could just say "hi"...
Thanks for the backstage pass, Jen! Great to see you hitting the blog universe (note that I refuse to use the word "blogosphere". I've barely gotten myself to use the word "blog").
And for the rest of you, feel free to drop by and see my own blog at Michael O'Blogger.
Remember this basic fact of life as we know it...words can change the world. Or, at the very least, really piss people off...
Wednesday, October 24, 2007
New Zealand Trip 09/09/09
New Zealand Air and Campervan
Free stop over in Tahiti
Round trip Airfare from Los Angeles to Auckland
8 days Maui Spirit 2 T/S Campervan.
Free transfers to Maui depot
Unlimited Mileage
Includes NZ tax (GST 12.5%)
Nationwide roadside assistance & 24 hr helpline.
NYC departures include 2 night hotel stay in Papeete
Tuesday, October 23, 2007
"I feel the need for speed...."
I have the good fortune of living close to my workplace and this fact allows me to drive leisurely (on most days). Yet having once been the unfortunate commuter; I can immediately spot the morning speeders rushing to get to the gridlocked freeways. I will sometimes get out of the way, drive to meet the frenzied pace, or simply drive the speed limit.
I prefer the later because it allows me to relax, wake up, and prepare myself for the more than likely stressful day at the office. I'm sure a person can picture a time when they have intentionally driven slow or cautious to annoy those obnoxious speeding drivers...
Keep this mental picture in mind for the next paragraph.
I drove into work this morning; the sun had just risen, the cloudless sky was a soft pink hue and Mt. Rainier was presenting its purple majestic shadow. The perfect morning for a drive.
I left early and was enjoying the sights from the red traffic light, when the light turned green I approached my turn and just at the curve a Silver Lexus Coupe decides to turn right from the traffic light across the intersection. I quickly sharpen my turn to arrive in the right lane as "Iceman" speeds through on my left.
My casual drive quickly turned into the Indie 500. I wasn't about to let this jerk pass me when I had the right of way. My inner "Cruella Deville" instantly took over. I unfortunely do not own a fast sports car (Mitsu Mirage) so I was passed shortly after my pedal to the medal move... I was able to calm down enough before arriving at work and enjoy the rest of the drive.
I prefer the later because it allows me to relax, wake up, and prepare myself for the more than likely stressful day at the office. I'm sure a person can picture a time when they have intentionally driven slow or cautious to annoy those obnoxious speeding drivers...
Keep this mental picture in mind for the next paragraph.
I drove into work this morning; the sun had just risen, the cloudless sky was a soft pink hue and Mt. Rainier was presenting its purple majestic shadow. The perfect morning for a drive.
I left early and was enjoying the sights from the red traffic light, when the light turned green I approached my turn and just at the curve a Silver Lexus Coupe decides to turn right from the traffic light across the intersection. I quickly sharpen my turn to arrive in the right lane as "Iceman" speeds through on my left.
My casual drive quickly turned into the Indie 500. I wasn't about to let this jerk pass me when I had the right of way. My inner "Cruella Deville" instantly took over. I unfortunely do not own a fast sports car (Mitsu Mirage) so I was passed shortly after my pedal to the medal move... I was able to calm down enough before arriving at work and enjoy the rest of the drive.
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