I went down to my local Buddhist place to get me some new prayer beads.
Why?
You know why.
You know that with my temper, I rubbed those things raw, right down to a stick.
That is why I don’t give hand jobs!
They wouldn’t be appreciated.
Seeing the little monks in this season’s fashionable colors got me thinking about religion and spirituality. If you ask anyone that truly knows me, I am not particularly religious. I don’t attend service on Sundays. I thought Lent meant that people could loan me money without having to pay …

I am the type of person who would definitely be uncomfortable with the finger exam.
I remember when my father came home one day after his physical exam. He sat on the couch quite softly, after he grabbed his usual after-the-doctor drink. But, this time the glass was a little bit larger than most. As a child, I was curious to find out what happens during them. My father told me that the doctor checked his heart rate, his eyes, ears, stuck his finger up his bottom, made him cough, and …

I was watching television with some youngins’ when I caught a biography on the gorgeous and talented Donna Summer.
What can we learn from this singer?
Born on December 31, 1948, Ms. Summer was a church girl raised by God-fearing parents, who left town pursuing her dreams of singing. Although, she tried to find work in the secular arena it would take a track where she had to mimic love making sounds that would introduce her to the world.  The producer took the demo to a party and it was played over …

I am back home now in Toronto.
And it is so glorious my possums, so glorious!
They first thing I did was drive down the DVP and since I don’t own a convertible, I had my windows way, way down. The DVP was clear and I could see all the way to the Gardiner Expressway, unlike L.A., where all you see is cars upon, upon cars, upon cars.
And when the guy in the “fast lane” drove around me and flipped me the finger, I relished in the moment and thought to myself,”how …

I love Rachel Zoe!
I wish I had her job-stressing over fashion and getting paid for it. But, just like everyone, parodies will be made.

And we all know that when parodies are made then you know that you have arrived.
I love this one making the rounds on the net.
I “just die”.
Enjoy.

Presenting..my first movie!
I would like to thank GOD, the Academy of National Internet, my agent, my manager, my doctor who supplies me my pills, my psychiatrist who won’t return my phone calls, and some of my family members.
Though, not the ones who think I have nothing better to do with my time, than to make movies of my posts.
Enjoy.