This season's Big Brother has to be the best season yet. Not only are the houseguests a mixed bag of the educated and idiotic, but Brendon Villegas has to be the hottest contestant the show has ever featured. And his "showmance" with Rachel Reilly is truly entertaining to watch. And did I note Brendon looks amazing in black? Mmmmmmk.
Because the exterior of our house has been overrun by spiders, I decided to take matters into my own hands by crafting a magic, non-toxic potion consisting of peppermint soap and a few drops of Neem and lavender oil. I read on-line the mixture would kill the pesky insects. So away I went, spraying the railings, steps and sides of the house last night. Not only did it smell good, the spiders (and ants) seem to have somewhat disappeared. I'm sure they'll return, so I have another bottle waiting in the rear.
If you don't know about GILT, you're missing out on some great fashions at discount prices. That, and some hotties. Today's model for WeSC caught my eye. So, of course I had to share him with you. The shirt ain't half bad either.
As I entered the gym locker room today, there was an overweight man in front of the first set of mirrors shaving. He was butt naked with his skin folds resting on the counter. Good for him that he's there, I'm assuming, to lose a bit of weight. But must, I say must he stand naked with his excess flopped onto the cold marble? I think not. At least wear a towel. If anything, it just reaffirms my desire to never, ever, never place my toothbrush on the countertops.
Katy Perry's second single, Teenage Dream, continues today's radio artists' focus on pure pop songs with not only catchy melodies but instrumentation that recalls the days of 80s superstars Kim Wilde and Pat Benatar. All of which makes me smile. Because the music that we had to endure through the middle of this decade was, how can I note this delicately, horrendous.
Lady Gaga continues to show why she's a class act. After her performance in Dallas Friday night, she RETURNED to the gay country bar Round-up to surprise her fans. It was just two years ago that she entertained the crowd, as a virtually unknown artist, with the song Love Game. In short, pretty cool.
I've never fallen in love with Angelina Jolie. But after seeing the over-the-top Salt, I can now officially say I'm a fan. The film was fast paced, and Angie looked great. My friend Patrick thought it was okay. "She's not Spider Man" he said. But I replied, "You have to suspend your disbelief." By doing so, you'll see Salt for what it is: an action packed summer adventure with a pretty, pretty lady.
My interviews over the past few weeks seem to have a common thread - the employer has little regard for the candidate in question. They are unfocused and act inappropriately. I'm thinking it might be the end result of how the job market still hasn't rebounded - leaving a myriad of individuals hunting for jobs. However, that gives little excuse for their behavior. Remember, I'm there to interview the company just as much as the reverse situation.
For those of you who've never heard of Chipotle, let me note that, "It's delicious!" The burritos rolled by hand in front of you, filled with your choice of beef, chicken or pork, are a fresh alternative to those you'd find at Taco Bell. The ingredients are fresh. And according to the interview found below, the "food with integrity" is quite unique with their pork harvested from happy pigs living in the woods (for example). But as I watched the six minute piece, I couldn't help but think, "We still eat these poor pigs." But I guess they live a happy life for a few good months.
I've raved about True Blood's Joe Manganiello on PTT in the past. But after watching the clip below from ET, I'm thinking I might need to reconsider my loyalties to the new werewolf. He sounds like an idiot - talking about meat and all. Besides that, he's looking a bit rough (and with crazy eyes). Sorry Joe.
I'm thinking I need to go to San Diego's Pride event, "The Zoo Party", next year. The event looks like fun. And I'd like to go while I can still, somewhat, pull it all together.
Last night, because my good friend Valerie was in town from New Jersey, we dined out at Rose Angelis. While everyone drank wine and mixed cocktails, I sipped water. I enjoyed a salad and shared a bit of food with the gang. When it came time to pay the bill, it was assumed we'd evenly split the end result. When my gal pal Val noted how I'd be irritated by the turn of events, someone noted that, "It all evens out in the end." This person then went on to say something to the effect of, "If you don't want to do it, then don't go out to eat." Okay, here I go.
Chicago is an amazing city. And to take advantage of the skyline, many bars, restaurants and hotels are opening sky roofs. Last night, we visited one of the more popular destinations - the roof top at the Wit Hotel. In short, I wasn't that impressed.
Next year, when we grow tomato plants in our backyard, we'll be sure to snip them back a bit. As of today, July 15th, these plants are almost 8 feet tall! I've staked them with tomato wires, bamboo, and now a broom handle. We're thinking the crazy growth pattern is a result of a conditioning the soil with a natural fertilizer - chicken poop. Whatever those chickens ate, it sure does the trick!
When shopping today at the Jewel, I was overcome with both sadness and happiness. I passed two old queens as they discussed tortilla chips. I thought to myself, "That's Chris and I someday." So I was happy to think I'll have Chris by my side in 20 years. On the flip side, it made me sad to think I'll be that old down the road - turning NO heads in the process. Yes, it's better than the alternative, but I'll quickly admit it's nice to pull attention once in a while.
Maybe Ricky Martin's decision to out himself had something to do with Argentina becoming the first Latin America country to LEGALIZE gay marriage. In any case, it's just one more example of how the US lags behind acceptance when we should be leading the initiative.
In her radio show, Dr Laura Schlesinger said that, as an observant Orthodox Jew, homosexuality is an abomination according to Leviticus 18:22, and cannot be condoned under any circumstance. The following response is an open letter to Dr. Laura, penned by a US resident, which was posted on the Internet. It's funny, as well as informative:
In the heat of summer, there's something very refreshing about sipping an ice cold (and I mean ice cold) soda - one with a bit of frozen pop just inside the lid. So, about 30 minutes prior to your retrieval of your Diet Dr. Pepper, or better yet, Diet A&W Root Beer, place the 16 oz. plastic bottle or 12 oz. can inside the freezer (less time for the can of course). Soon you'll have a refreshing beverage with just a bit of ice to chill you out in the heat of summer.
Let me say this: sometimes it takes a few spins for a track to light my fire. In the case of this week's selection, the light disco number by a former American Idol reaps the rewards of being released during the summertime. It's the kind of airy dance music that's perfect poolside. So, ENJOY! You're welcome Patrick.
Finally! It appears Munich's Oktoberfest will, after years of puffing, be SMOKE FREE! If only they would have had the ban stick when we lived there from 2007-2009. The new law would have saved me from losing two months off my life expectancy. Possibly three. Even four perhaps.
If you're looking for a summer song unlike anything else you've heard before, check out Yolanda Be Cool and DCup's We Speak No Americano. It continues a British trend of taking old jazz tracks and turning them into club hits. Odd yes. Intriguing definitely.
I just asked Chris to unload the dishwasher before he leaves for Kansas. I hate to empty the machine. Instead, I'll wash plates and cups before having to open the door to remove the clean items. Which, I noted, makes no sense as unloading takes less time than washing. I suppose it's just one of my quirks - of many I assure you. I'm just sayin'.
Today I learned something you SHOULDN'T do: wear white to the gym when spray tanning. After my 20 minute interval cardio session, followed by a leg workout, my shirt was soaked. But it wasn't until it started drying that the leftover spray tanning started to show - and it showed bad! It looked as though I splashed coffee on myself. So instead of staying around to socialize, I snuck downstairs to shower. Next time, I'll be sure to wear black.
Wow. Lady Gaga rocked the house on The Today Show this morning. The biggest Facebook fan collector didn't let the rain dampen her parade. Actually, she embraced it. Check out her last song (Teeth) from the 30 minute set below. I think I'm once again a fan.
It's Friday boys and girls! So in the spirit of the weekend, check out today's hot track. Right now, I'm all about the circuit tunes - full of energy, synthesizers and thumping beats. Not only do they enhance my gym workouts, they pimp my ride along Lake Shore Drive. So enjoy the SONG!
Attorney General Martha Coakley stated, after a Federal district court judge in Boston struck down a 1996 Federal law that defined a marriage as a union exclusively between a man and a woman, “It is unconstitutional for the federal government to discriminate, as it does because of Defense of Marriage's restrictive definition of marriage. It is also unconstitutional for the federal government to decide who is married and to create a system of first- and second-class marriages.”
My man Rusty Joiner made his way into a Taco Bell commercial (he's the blonde in the middle). Good for him. Though, it's hard to believe he eats at Taco Bell too often. I suppose, just like us, he could on Fat Sally Sunday.
OMG! What a commercial. The spot below (recorded off TV with someone's video camera) for Novelty Games in Chicago plays on local TV during Seinfeld at 6:00 p.m. It's a classic from, I'm guessing, the 80s. And the jingle seems pulled from Waiting for Guffman. "Novelty games! Come on out here!"
I stumbled across a few promotional shots of Chris Salvatore - an openly out singer, songwriter and actor. From there, I dove deeper to learn more about him. In short, he looks great. I'm not sure about his acting chops. But I do know this: his song Dirty Love isn't too great. It's as though he's trying to hard to fit into a Lady Gaga pop world. Maybe next time Chris. In the meantime, keep us entertained with more photo shoots. If you'd like to listen to the track, push play below. I warned you though.
I've never heard of the show. But because Downfall followed ABC's Wipeout, I'm giving it a shot. So far, 16 minutes in, I give the show a "fail." But the host catches my attention. Turns out it's Chris Jericho - former wrestler. I'd rather see him in his wrestling gear, but I'll take what I can get as he's quite handsome (and a bit funny too).
It's amazing to me that the lakeshore filled up by mid-morning with hopefuls trying to snag a spot for one of three fireworks displays this evening. One family camped out just south of the 57th Street Beach by 9 a.m., and made a day of it. "First we barbequed chicken, then swam, then came back and did it again," they said. That makes for a long day. I'm just sayin'.
Even though Chris is in Kansas City, and most of my friends are on vacation, I had a great 4th of July. The day started with a trip to the gym (of course). Two hours later, I returned home to "go to the movies" in our lower level home theater. I then cooked a burger on the grill, baked some fries and reduced some baked beans for dinner. Then around 8:30, Whinnie and I walked six blocks to the lake to watch the fireworks over Lake Michigan. Now, as I end the day, I'm watching Grease on ABC Family. I wasn't sure how the holiday would unfold, but I can now say it was quite wonderful.
I called my grandma in Kansas tonight to say, "Happy 4th of July" (my 90-year old grandpa was out mowing lawns of course). It is, after all, the holiday that reminds me most of my grandparents as we would celebrate in style every year.