I love, love, LOVE FourFour's video compilations and this one is pretty genius. It's a collection of all the gayest clips from one of the worst shows EVER Small Wonder. As if the show's boy-star Jamie wasn't gay enough...
I am soooo excited to see Miss Yvonne tomorrow night who, upon meeting her years ago while working at Ed Debevic's in Bev. Hills, asked if she could hug me. Seeing as how I was (and am) a HUGE Pee Wee fanatic, it was major. This is my favorite clip from the show that started it all The Pee-Wee Herman Show which was filmed for HBO in the early 80s.
And, yes, I will be seeing Pee-Wee at The Nokia Theater. VERY excited.
I like Taylor Swift as a songwriter, she seems to be a nice girl, but she can't sing live to save her life. The last two performances she gave (Hope for Haiti/The Grammys) were shiteous - she was singing flat. And then, to add insult to injury, she was singing
trying to harmonize with Stevie Nicks and failing miserably.
Now, I realize that she's a young artist and all, but if you're gonna sweep the Grammys, at least have the talent that all those who were up against her have. Did you see Pink's performance...?? She stayed on key while singing upside down, wet, and hanging from a huge white silk hammock.
These are the 5 words that I tell myself over and over and over...and over again. And yet I throw out a joke that is misconstrued as something it's not, or I keep talking something to death, or, and this is my favorite, my insecurity takes over and I start to over-think things and vocalize them.
I'm kinda down on myself right now because of the frustration of wanting to be able to do just that: to leave well enough alone. It seems as though each time things get to a good place I have to open this big trap of mine and push things back to where they were before. It's like I'm stuck pushing that dumb-ass button every 108 minutes when I should just get up and let what happens happen...