Friday, December 29, 2006

Cloned Meat, Not So Fast

Why, have farmers stopped growing good old regular cows? Do I really want to eat animals that the FDA only undertook a cursory study to determine he efficacy of eating? No. A recent study. If they said. We have spent twenty years serving cloned meat to our children and on our dinner tables and none of our offspring have been born with four eyes or hooves or anything that may be construed as unseemly, I'd find that acceptable. What kind of recent study? The long term effects of eating cloned meat cannot possibly be available since the process is not old enough to be mainstream.

Sunday, October 29, 2006

Equal education

Hi all,
I haven't really had time to get over here and I haven't really had a lot to say but recently something has been niggling at the back of my mind. Actually it's just a question I have. The American ecucational system and it's inequalities. I understand that the haves always have more and the world appreciates a boot strapper and concessions and scholarships are available to allow the less fortunate entree into the upper echelons of high societym but why did these things need to be put in place. I believe it is in part to cover over the glaring lack of preparation and curriculum shortfalls in some of our country's most unfortunate school districts. Families who can hitch their dreams to a star in the guise of suburbia with it;s better schools and availability of services but for those left behind in our nations slums the suffering continues. Children can learn. When babies burst forth from the womb into the world, they for the most part start life on equal mental footing. Taking for granted the geniuses, prodigies and gifted few. However most of us start out with the capabilities of learning. The only differences for most is where you are born. The penalty for being born into poverty is steep. Inadequate curriculum preparation, lack of programs that foster creativity in young minds, outdated and inaccurate textbooks. Children deserve to start out on equal footing, regardless of where their zipcodes are. In some ways the poor and downtrodden masses have lowered their expectations of themselves in response to the larger societies lack of expectation. Preparation is the key. In financially viable sectors children are prepared from day one to embrace their birthright and their innate greatness. In more financially desolate sectors, children are counted out before they are even given a chance.

Friday, August 25, 2006

In Retrospect

Everything must change

In the days following the levee break in New Orleans, I remember poignantly seeing the word REFUGEE splashed across my television screen and the huddled masses crying out for help; any help. Crying out for water, ice, food, any of the things that only hours before perhaps they’d taken for granted. Refugee - one seeking refuge. This is America, land of the free, home of the brave, land where our fathers died and so on. There are no refugees here. But, looking at those faces, the need, the want, the disbelief; the horror crystallized my understanding that anarchy is not so far removed from us after all. This could have just as easily been a foreign land, some third world country without even the barest of necessities. Perhaps that’s why so many took offense to the term. None of us wants to acknowledge how quickly things can fall apart. The very things that we put our trust in fail. The Superdome - undoubtedly a superstructure – was no shelter against the ravages of Mother Nature. Everything is transitory. When we set about to define ourselves as infinite, nature reminds us that we are not.

Nothing stays the same

In a moment, in an instant all you hold dear can be gone. The things that you believe are forever vanish in an instant. But more than the destruction of structures there is the laying open of festering wounds. The bearing of age old hurts. All the hatred and inequality living in New Orleans bubbled to the surface, buoyed by the cresting waters of the swollen Mississippi. Floating like bodies in the dank and fetid waters of change.

Saturday, August 19, 2006

On Becoming

In recent months I've spent a significant amount of time going over my life in excruciating detail to determine how I went wrong. However, I determined that my assertion that I messed up is based on my assumption of what defines success and achievement. The realization that perhaps the path that I am on is configured differently than someone else's and maybe just maybe I'm not meant to live anyone's life but my own. Maybe I just am approaching life at a different pace or from a different angle. Perhaps these are just things I tell myself so I'll feel better. I'm not a attempting to make my inadequacies seem smaller than they actually are but I am attempting to embrace the whole package that is me. When things are not going the way that we think they should we tend to rake ourselves over the coals and never get the lesson that is in the pain. I'm not going to climb on the hokey bandwagon and regale you with tales of silver linings, but there is something to be said for downturns. Appreciation grows from overcoming.

Wednesday, August 16, 2006

The Pursuit of Happyness - A Must See

This Christmas Will Smith brings the true story of Chris Gardner's road from homelessness to becoming a stock broker, to the big screen. If you've ever had a dream and circumstances seem to be against you, then you have to see this movie. The core of the movie is that you never give up, no matter what. Follow this link to see the trailer and hear Will Smith talk about the experience of bringing Mr. Gardner's life to the big screen. This movie is sure to be an Oscar contender or the Academy has no soul. Mark your calendars now.

Wednesday, July 26, 2006

First love never dies

First love never dies. Even when you try to kill it with practicality, time and distance, it persists. Just the cadence of a voice over the phone line and the distance and time falls away and all that is left is memory. Memory selective;not sullied by historical accuracy. No memory of infidelity and disregard challenges the utopian recollection where the relationship existed without anger or harsh words.Rose colored remembrances wherein we have no inkling of how we let the love of our lives get away. The ache never leaves. The grass looks greener from our vantage point. Life looks emptier at the sound of that voice. What seemed acceptable only hours before now looks cheap and tawdry. Memories of what could have been consume. Hours of productive time lost to recalled lovemaking so passionate that you can't imagine that you survived. Echoes in our eardrums cause us to assess and replay the implication. First love breaks our heart again and again.

Saturday, July 22, 2006


You shall know the truth and the truth shall make you free

Each of us believes that when we hear the truth that through some magical manifestation of neurons we will recognize it and know that it is the truth. With a cloud parting clarity the truth will break forth. Yet for most of us truth is subjective. Leaders in authority look into cameras and feed us a line of bullshit so incredibly earnest as to evoke thunderous applause and yet we know deep down that they are simply playing us. Husbands fresh from the crotches of nubile young nymphs arrive home in a cloud of essence o' pussy and somehow convince their wives that they are to blame for the clump of pubic hair causing the frog in his throat. Our children convince with charming toothpaste grins that we should not worry about their time on the internet and when they go missing we lie to ourselves that our children are different, above the fray. Somehow they've gotten mixed up with the wrong crowd. Talking heads from inside our televisons lie to us incessantly. Buy our furniture, skin cream, clothes, weight loss gizmo, skin lightener, skin darkener, penis lengthener, hardener, vaginal tightener, orgasmatron, whatever and you will be happy. Insidiously happy news people tell us of one horror stacked atop another and yet we lie to ourselves that "everyone's alright really". Our mask of Christopher Robinesque innocence safely in place. Red politicians lie to red voters and say our way is best. Blue politicians lie to blue voters and say our way is best . One has only to cast a glance out of the window to see that no one primary color has the answers. What we need are purple politicians telling the people, "hey we're just as screwed up and scared as you are and we think we got the answers but we really won't know until everything shakes out." Educators in poor school districts encourage their underaeducated parents and teachers to continue to send their children into a system that is designed to make the vast majority of them failures. A system that says to them subpar is better than nothing. Based on your socioeconomic background and inadequate social skills you should be happy that we give you substandard text books with antiquated information and send you into a higher education system that you are ill prepared for. Rappers from the right or wrong side of the tracks lie to our children and convince them that there's no future in working for a living, get you some gold grillz, some six pack abs and some young women willing to get naked on the off chance that they might get an illegitimate child for a baller and your road to success if paved. And watch out now because I'll be damned if it ain't. Violence runs rampant and experts lie and say it's not what you see on TV or hear on the radio or imbibe from the internet that's to blame. That's a blatant lie. Our children's brain networks and neural pathways have barely formed and yet they are exposed to the seedy and the seamiest the world has to offer. Can we possibly be so foolish to believe that it doesn't have an effect on them. Come on now. Even Ray Charles can see that is some foolishness. Chalk this up as the off the cuff ramblings of someone who should have been in bed hours ago or find the grain of truth amidst the lies that we are told and the ones we tell ourselves.

Friday, July 14, 2006

Wacky History Lesson

Actually I was going through some papers here at home and I ran across my copy of these student bloopers that were compiled by Richard Lederer. I laughed until I nearly peed on myself. Who doesn't need that kind of laughter in their lives. For more from Richard Lederer check out the website, or pick up one of his hilarious books; Anguished English or Crazy English.

This history of the world has been compiled by Richard Lederer from actual student bloopers and mistakes collected by teachers.

The inhabitants of Egypt were called mummies. They lived in the Sarah Dessert and traveled by Camelot. The climate of the Sarah is such that the inhabitants have to live elsewhere, so certain areas of the dessert are cultivated by irritation. The Egyptians built the Pyramids in the shape of a huge triangular cube. The Pyramids are a range of mountains between France and Spain.

The Bible is full of interesting caricatures. In the first book of the Bible, Guinesses, Adam and Eve were created from an apple tree. One of their children, Cain, asked "Am I my brother's son?" God asked Abraham to sacrifice Issac on Mount Montezuma. Jacob, son of Issac, stole his brother's birthmark. Jacob was a partiarch who brought up his twelve sons to be partiarchs, but they did not take to it. One of Jacob's sons, Joseph, gave refuse to the Israelites.

Pharaoh forced the Hebrew slaves to make bread without straw. Moses led them to the Red Sea, where they made unleavened bread, which is bread made without any ingredients. Afterwards, Moses went up on Mount Cyanide to get the ten commandments. David was a Hebrew king skilled at playing the liar. He fougth with the Philatelists, a race of people who lived in Biblical times. Solomon, one of David's sons, had 500 wives and 500 porcupines.

Without the Greeks, we wouldn't have history. The Greeks invented three kinds of columns - Corinthian, Doric and Ironic. They also had myths. A myth is a female moth. One myth says that the mother of Achilles dipped him in the River Stynx until he became intolerable. Achilles appears in "The Illiad", by Homer. Homer also wrote the "Oddity", in which Penelope was the last hardship that Ulysses endured on his journey. Actually, Homer was not written by Homer but by another man of that name.

Socrates was a famous Greek teacher who went around giving people advice. They killed him. Socrates died from an overdose of wedlock.

In the Olympic Games, Greeks ran races, jumped, hurled the biscuits, and threw the java. The reward to the victor was a coral wreath. The government of Athen was democratic because the people took the law into their own hands. There were no wars in Greece, as the mountains were so high that they couldn't climb over to see what their neighbors were doing. When they fought the Parisians, the Greeks were outnumbered because the Persians had more men.

Eventually, the Ramons conquered the Geeks. History call people Romans because they never stayed in one place for very long. At Roman banquets, the guests wore garlic in their hair. Julius Caesar extinguished himself on the battlefields of Gaul. The Ides of March killed him because they thought he was going to be made king. Nero was a cruel tyrany who would torture his poor subjects by playing the fiddle to them.

Then came the Middle Ages. King Alfred conquered the Dames, King Arthur lived in the Age of Shivery, King Harlod mustarded his troops before the Battle of Hastings, Joan of Arc was cannonized by George Bernard Shaw, and the victims of the Black Death grew boobs on their necks. Finally, the Magna Carta provided that no free man should be hanged twice for the same offense.

In midevil times most of the people were alliterate. The greatest writer of the time was Chaucer, who wrote many poems and verse and also wrote literature. Another tale tells of William Tell, who shot an arrow through an apple while standing on his son's head.

The Renaissance was an age in which more individuals felt the value of their human being. Martin Luther was nailed to the church door at Wittenberg for selling papal indulgences. He died a horrible death, being excommunicated by a bull. It was the painter Donatello's interest in the female nude that made him the father of the Renaissance. It was an age of great inventions and discoveries. Gutenberg invented the Bible. Sir Walter Raleigh is a historical figure because he invented cigarettes. Another important invention was the circulation of blood. Sir Francis Drake circumcised the world with a 100-foot clipper.

The government of England was a limited mockery. Henry VIII found walking difficult because he had an abbess on his knee. Queen Elizabeth was the "Virgin Queen." As a queen she was a success. When Elizabeth exposed herself be fore her troops, they all shouted "hurrah." Then her navy went out and defeated the Spanish Armadillo.

The greatest writer of the Renaissance was William Shakespear. Shakespear never made much money and is famous only because of his plays. He lived in Windsor with his merry wives, writing tragedies, comedies and errors. In on of Shakespear's famous plays, Hamlet rations out his situation by relieving himself in a long soliloquy. In another, Lady Macbeth tries to convince Macbeth to kill the King by attacking his manhood. Romeo and Juliet are an example of a heroic couplet. Writing at the same time as Shakespear was Miquel Cervantes. He wrote "Donkey Hote". The next great author was John Milton. Milton wrote "Paradise Lost." Then his wife dies and he wrote "Paradise Regained."

During the Renaissance America began. Christopher Columbus was a great navigator who discovered America while cursing about the Atlantic. His ships were called the Nina, the Pinta, and the Santa Fe. Later the Pilgrims crossed the Ocean, and the was called the 6cPilgrim's Progress. When they landed at Plymouth Rock, they were greeted by Indians, who came down the hill rolling their was hoops before them. The Indian squabs carried porposies on their back. Many of the Indian heroes were killed, along with their cabooses, which proved very fatal to them. The winter of 1620 was a hard one for the settlers. Many people died and many babies were born. Captain John Smith was responsible for all this.

One of the causes of the Revolutionary Wars was the English put tacks in their tea. Also, the colonists would send their pacels through the post without stamps. During the War, Red Coats and Paul Revere was throwing balls over stone walls. The dogs were barking and the peacocks crowing. Finally, the colonists won the War and no longer had to pay for taxis.

Delegates from the original thirteen states formed the Contented Congress. Thomas Jefferson, a Virgin, and Benjamin Franklin were two singers of the Declaration of Independence. Franklin had gone to Boston carrying all his clothes in his pocket and a loaf of bread under each arm. He invented electricity by rubbing cats backwards and declared "a horse divided against itself cannot stand." Franklin died in 1790 and is still dead.

George Washington married Matha Curtis and in due time became the Father of Our Country. Them the Constitution of the United States was adopted to secure domestic hostility. Under the Constitution the people enjoyed the right to keep bare arms.

Abraham Lincoln became America's greatest Precedent. Lincoln's mother died in infancy, and he was born in a log cabin which he built with his own hands. When Lincoln was President, he wore only a tall silk hat. He said, "In onion there is strength." Abraham Lincoln write the Gettysburg address while traveling from Washington to Gettysburg on the back of an envelope. He also signed the Emasculation Proclamation, and the Fourteenth Amendment gave the ex-Negroes citizenship. But the Clue Clux Clan would torcher and lynch the ex-Negroes and other innocent victims. On the night of April 14, 1865, Lincoln went to the theater and got shot in his seat by one of the actors in a moving picture show. The believed assinator was John Wilkes Booth, a supposedly insane actor. This ruined Booth's career.

Meanwhile in Europe, the enlightenment was a reasonable time. Voltare invented electricity and also wrote a book called "Candy". Gravity was invented by Issac Walton. It is chiefly noticeable in the Autumn, when the apples are flaling off the trees.

Bach was the most famous composer in the world, and so was Handel. Handel was half German, half Italian and half English. He was very large. Bach died from 1750 to the present. Beethoven wrote music even though he was deaf. He was so deaf he wrote loud music. He took long walks in the forest even when everyone was calling for him. Beethoven expired in 1827 and later died for this.

France was in a very serious state. The French Revolution was accomplished before it happened. The Marseillaise was the theme song of the French Revolution, and it catapulted into Napoleon. During the Napoleonic Wars, the crowned heads of Europe were trembling in their shoes. Then the Spanish gorrilas came down from the hills and nipped at Napoleon's flanks. Napoleon became ill with bladder problems and was very tense and unrestrained. He wanted an heir to inheret his power, but since Josephine was a baroness, she couldn't bear him any children.

The sun never set on the British Empire because the British Empire is in the East and the sun sets in the West. Queen Victoria was the longest queen. She sat on a thorn for 63 years. He reclining years and finally the end of her life were exemplatory of a great personality. Her death was the final event which ended her reign.

The nineteenth century was a time of many great inventions and thoughts. The invention of the steamboat caused a network of rivers to spring up. Cyrus McCormick invented the McCormick Raper, which did the work of a hundred men. Samuel Morse invented a code for telepathy. Louis Pastuer discovered a cure for rabbis. Charles Darwin was a naturailst who wrote the "Organ of the Species". Madman Curie discovered radium. And Karl Marx became one of the Marx Brothers.

The First World War, cause by the assignation of the Arch-Duck by a surf, ushered in a new error in the anals of human history.

Richard Lederer

Sunday, July 09, 2006

It's hell to be po'

It's a shame the way they do po folks. As a po folk I feel justified in my outrage. I am one of the uninsured millions. If you have a job and insurance coverage consider yourself blessed. It is hard to be poor and sick. If you've never had to sit in an emergency room surrounded by people who are sick and tired then you can't possibly understand the anguish of not having. The knowledge that your plight or that of the person next to you is so inconsequential that you can sit undisturbed for hours at a time. Employees pass and glance in with pitying looks. They are probably thanking God that they have insurance and therefore do not have to suffer this indignity. I know there are places worse than our county hospital. Places where people wait for days to be seen. That is the crux of the problem. The American healthcare system is in CRISIS, Crisis with a capital C. The Research and Development costs for new medications are increasing so astronomically that even if you are lucky enough to be seen by someone in the emergency room, there's no guarantee that you'll be able to afford to purchase the medicines that are prescribed. It seems that there should be a more egalitarian way of treating people. Until a few years ago I was gainfully employed in what would be termed a good job and had insurance. The contrast of being insured and uninsured is palpable. A person with insurance seems to matter. They have a quantifiable worth, while those without are made to seem as nothing. Having stood on both sides of the fence I can say that as a country we have to do something. It's not just healthcare. It's utilities and food and entertainment. The gap between the haves and the have nots is a vast chasm that is expanding exponentially. Pretty soon the basic necessities will be out of reach of a large part of the population of the world. The inability to have access to adequate healthcare is the tip of the iceberg and as Al Gore will tell you; even that that iceberg isn't what it used to be.

Friday, June 23, 2006

College - A brief history of me

I'm sitting here reminiscing about college. I had a lot of fun in college. You know learning stuff and all. It was the getting out that kind of gave me a few issues. I kinda just went and went. It'd be great if they gave you credit for the hours in college. Hell I'd be a double PhD. Well they don't give you credit for that. They fully expect that you will attend college with an eye to finishing. Coming out of high school, I thought I was on the fast track. Only to have my hat handed to me by the college experience. Upon arrival in my first physics class, I knew I was in way over my head. I call it my first physics class because the physics I took in high school, did not even bear a nodding acquaintance with what was in that large and extremely impressive book that everytime I cracked caused somnolence to rain down on my head like a deluge. Not being able to open my physics book without falling asleep. Not the best start for someone who has decided under undo pressure from family expectations to major in of all things Electrical Engineering. I didn't know what it was then. Still not especially sure.

I like to tell a humorous story about the final days of my EE education. The death knell began in an 8 o'clock class(That should have been my cue to leave right then.) I've always been a night owl, how I even thought I would get up every day to go to an 8 o'clock class - didn't I mention it was an every day class. Well it was. Anyway, I remember it well. Statics and Dynamics. To those of you who know what that is, I bow at your feet and give you reverence. Don't get me wrong, I don't think I'm dumb, just too stubborn to take the hint and get out. I'd gone to as many classes as I could wake up for, but alas even with a TA, I was a lost cause. Mind you this is after hanging in for two years. I was like that party guest that should have left early but just kept hanging around hoping I'd figure out. Drop the class!!! I know you're probably thinking it but noooo! That would be too much like right. I felt like I had to try to pull it out. Based on my background and socioeconomic status I was lucky to be there so it behooved me to try and take one for the race. So again there I was with no earthly or planetary idea of any kind what was going on. So I had this bright idea. Final Schminal, I'm going shopping. God knows I'm not going to know what's on the test so I may as well console myself with new shoes and dresses. Well a right thinking friend prevailed on me to go to the final. Let me just say, she had her work cut out.

Finally, I said okay. I'd like to tell you that once I got into the class that a miracle happened. That angels sung and birds chirped and the formula's sprang fully formed from my mind to the blue book. I'd like to tell you some other lies too. Just as I suspected I didn't know what the hell I was looking at. I am not using any names, well except mine which is on the blog, to protect the innocent or at least a professor that I will forever be grateful to. Back to the story. I looked at the test. I drew some circles, a few radii and I even sprinkled a few pi around just for good measure. However, the truth was there in those lone pi just hanging out. I was going to fail; crash and burn; bite the big one; suck swamp water and a whole lot of other things that were not very becoming. I like to think of this as perhaps my most ingenious moments ever, but then that's not saying a lot for my life so far. I had nothing to lose, so I decided to write the professor a note. Here now I will share with you as much of the note as I can remember. Kids don't try this at your schools. "Dear Professor _________ as you can see from looking at this test, I have no clue what is going on in this class. If you would please give me a C, I will not trouble you further. I realize you owe me nothing, but I throw myself on your mercy. If you do this, I will change my major and when I drive down the street I will not even cast a glance at the Engineering building. I thank you for your consideration in this matter." or some variation on that theme. I'm pretty sure about the first sentence and promising not to look at the Engineering building.

I gave the professor my test and sprinted over to the Liberal Arts building where it's okay to be Undecided. Heavy load lifted, I await my grades expecting that my professor got a good laugh and would be using the story as a Reader's Digest anecdote in years to come. You can imagine my surprise when I got that C. Actually, I'm not sure that you can imagine my surprise. Even now I can barely contain my enthusiasm and that's been quite a few years ago. Even then I knew I'd dodged a bullet. My faith dictates that I give credit where credit is due, so "Thank ya' Jesus". Put 'em up for the big guy working it out.

I enjoyed college. My semester of scholastic probation was especially fun. No one ever talks about the upside of biting it in college. With out books and classes to pay for, you have much more money to party with. I partied a lot that semester. I was everywhere. It's been mentioned to me that I was sometimes in two places at once. I can neither confirm not deny these charges. The good thing is after a while you start pining for structure and order and education. I went back to college with a new found gusto. This gusto led to an extension of the educational process to whit I just hung out learning things. To me becoming educated about a variety of things was the beauty part. According to people who know about these things, this is not the optimum approach to the college experience. Yeah, yeah, yeah, hindsight.

Mine is a cautionary tale of sorts. Cause I gotta tell you, in the work a day world, people are serious about that piece of paper. Having been an entrepreneus for five years, I've decided to take a hiatus and get a job. Prospective employers are not as excited as you'd think they would be to have someone who has run her own business. Granted if they call me for a reference, I'm gonna give myself a good review. I would not trade my college experience for anything. The best eleven years ever.

Babble - Back from the Brink

Just a babble to sort of clear my head. It's sort of like when they give you a coffee bean to smell when you're testing fragrances. Anyway, I just finished my first spec script. (Read, me patting myself on the back.) Of course now the hard part begins. Letting other people see it so they can give me their honest criticism. While I was driving I couldthink of all sorts of witticisms that I would share with you, but now it's late and I have two loads of clothes that need to dry and all I want to do is go to sleep.

Friday, June 09, 2006

Writer's Remorse

I was going to plead insanity upon reading my initial blog entry in the cold, startlingly harsh light of day but I decided that I will not be ashamed of my interest in Brad and Angelina. I am woman enough to admit that for some part of the day, I am not consumed with how the people of earth will determine to destroy themselves. As I am a denizen of earth that dilemma does give me pause.

This is just a quick blurb. I have writing to do and my character's are running through my head with scissors and turning on the gas burner sans flame. Off I go to take them in hand. I'll holler back later.

Thursday, June 08, 2006

The Jolie-Pitt Clan

Sure for my first post, I could have chosen a hard hitting Kevin Sitesian topic that would provoke thought from here to Peoria but it is 1:57 AM and anybody with sense has been asleep for at least three hours. Up at this hour, the mind has a tendency to wander. So as my my mind is wandering, I got to thinking and partaking in one of my guilty pleasures; People on-line.

So I get to see the gorgeous Shiloh Nouvel Jolie-Pitt. For a woman who just had a kid Angelina Jolie looks fabulous. Not washed out or drug out. I guess if I'd had a baby with Brad Pitt, I'd make it a point to be looking good. Of course this got me to thinking more. Say about the Brad Pitt - Jennifer Aniston breakup. Yeah, because I know somewhere they are sitting around wondering about me. (As if) I know I'm weighing in late but hey it's my late night blog. So as I was saying. You'll find that I am tangentially challenged. If there's a tangent to be gone off on, I'll go off on it. Hey but I always come back. So as I was saying, how could Brad Pitt not fall in love with Angelina Jolie. For my money, her body's not that great, but hey I'm not a white guy. But her face, my word but she's beautiful. If that was all she brought to the table she'd still be pretty formidable, but add to that she's a cultural dynamo.

She cares about people. I mean she cares about people that many of us don't give two thoughts about on any given day. That's impressive. I mean how could Jennifer compete with that. For all of you who don't think it's a competition. Whatever. She's already rich so she certainly doesn't have to be fannying about through the third world, so obviously she does it because it's her passion. You gotta respect that. I'm not saying that Jennifer isn't a giver, so don't everyone who loves Jennifer get your knickers all wadded up. I'm just waxing about Angelina and Brad.

Brad, there's a guy to love. Getting past the fact that he broke Jennifer's heart. Getting past the fact that he is hot as FYAHHHH!!! You gotta love a guy who embraces your passion like he does Angelina's. The fact that he's hot as a pancake griddle don't hurt.

Well I'm running out of steam so I will leave you with the dulcet strains of Brad Pitt sizzling. Hope to be back soon.