Lindsay Lohan, Wanda Sykes, Kate Moennig, Beth Ditto & Beach ...
“When anyone (actively) watches a basketball game, their facial expressions will range from the exuberant to the deflated. But most people don’t have cameras trained on them the entire time, like lady-lover Wanda Sykes did at the L.A. Sparks-Phoenix Mercury WNBA game yesterday in Los Angeles . For what it’s worth, the Sparks lost, 98-90.” “Sexuality has been one of, if not THE, organizing principles of my life. My own, other people’s, the smear of all that together – this is how I’ve built not just my identity, but my career, my being, my sense of place in the world … The only kind of patnersex I haven’t had in the last fifteen years – is none.”
An Exercise in Imagination: Butts and Revenge
Is my title confusing enough? This post is dedicated to a fantasy, a day dream that I have often. The following narrative has not happened, yet.
I am in my car at a red light. The baby is playing contentedly with his toys, no peeps to be heard. I have my radio tuned to Alt nation on Sirius to relive the days of my youth. The car next to me happens to be a gas guzzling Hummer that is chromed out, and a man is smoking a cigarette and blowing smoke out of his open window. Next thing I see is the man flicking his cigarette butt out of his window. I watch helplessly as the butt hits the asphalt.
This time, I am going to do something about it. I put my car in neutral and yank the parking brake. I make sure to leave the door open so I don’t lock my baby in the car. Hoping the light doesn’t change yet I run over to the still smoking butt and pick it up. Nasty stub in hand I go to the Hummer with the open window. “Did you drop something?” I ask him in as brave a voice as I can muster. Then, I hand the man, who looks too shocked to respond, the smoking butt. Leaving him with his mouth agape, I strut back to my car just in time to hop in before the light turns green. This was my fantasy. Oh how I wish that I could do this. I can’t tell you how many times I have sat at a red light only to see some jerk tossing his finished cigarette on the ground. I fume in my car, imagining myself confronting them. I visualize the satisfaction of putting them in their place while cleaning up the litter that they just threw on the ground. I have even thought of keeping a discarded butt in my car in case I didn’t have time to pick one up. I could simply take one and meet them at the next light and ask, “Did you forget something?” Ahhh how I wish I could do this. The fact is, I don’t...
Awesome Car-Show Babes With Great Butts! (Part 1)
I think the title says it all...
HEAD BUTT CITY
Andric LeCorn will take you to Head Butt City....meaning, a place where he head butts everything in sight. This place is his grandma's house ...
Butts - News
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City wants smokers to pick up butts Lathrop city officials are distributing pocket ashtrays to help smokers avoid littering the city with cigarette butts. and more » |
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Cleaning Up Cigarette Butts in San Diego Environmental and community groups have started a program to clean up cigarette butts from the Pacific Beach neighborhood in San Diego. |
Gap butts into designer-jeans territory
Pierce Mattie Public RelationsDesigner jeans can still cause sticker shock. Do you make your student loan payment or drop $350 on a pair of Diesel Lowkys? Distressed jeans are coming back in fashionall 20 news articles »
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No need to add to the pollution probl... No need to add to the pollution problem with trip to the coastThe Ocean Conservancy reports that cigarette butts are among the most common type of waste collected during its annual International Coastal Cleanup – some and more » |
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Musings: No Puffs and Butts… In last week's column, under the title of a thinly-veiled pun on Mr. Bumble's reasoned affirmation in Charles Dickens' “Oliver Twist” |
