by Chexy on September 25, 2008
Sir Paul is in Israel to help celebrate the 60th birthday of the Jewish state, where he’ll be performing a set tailored for the occasion.
A Day in the Life of My Tsuris
A Hard Day’s Night of Acid Reflux
All My Loving, And They Never Call
Back in the USSR, There Was So Little to Eat
Can’t Buy Me Love, Retail
Come Together, And We’ll Talk
Day Tripper, Use Your Walker
Fixing a Hole, Getting Several Estimates
Helter Skelter, Helter Shmelter
Hey Jew
Lucille in the Sky with Diamonds Irv Bought for Her
Yesterday, I Wasn’t So Gassy
Oy, I’m So Tired
Love Me Do, Already
Blueberry Fields Forever (They were on sale.)
Can’t Buy Me Love, Yes You Can
I Wanna Hold Your Hand, My Back is Killing Me
I Saw Her Standing There, So I Made Lunch
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birthdays, sorry -- had to, the jews
by Chexy on September 25, 2008
by Chexy on September 25, 2008
No, it’s not another opening at Madame Tussaud, that’s real life ex wife of Donald Trump, Ivana, who is clearly in need of a better conditioner.
This is the smoky-eyed, hyperplucked, too much lip liner look that you want to avoid for autumn.
Ivana will be 60 in February. Her new husband is 35. Maybe this look does work.
Nah.
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bad hair, hot messes, little known facts, lookalikes, oddities, sex, wonders
by Chexy on September 24, 2008
From Chexydecimal London Bureau Chief Andy
Today John McCain challenged Barack Obama to postpone Friday’s debate, and to put their campaigns “on hold” so they can focus on the economic crisis. This from the same man who just a week ago said the “fundamentals of the economy are strong.”
There are two possible explanations for his turnaround. One is that he’s simply an hysteric — a drama queen who knows only knee-jerk reactions to crises and problems. Not exactly the person you’d want as leader of the free world. Compare this to Obama’s reaction — calm, steady, in control, and actually capable of chewing gum, preparing for a debate, and handling emerging events at the same time.
The second explanation is that McCain is like the petulant, childish schoolboy who realizes his term paper is due on Friday and he’s not prepared, so he fakes a case of mono. It’s a cowardly, arrogant and cynical political stunt.
Obama is absolutely right to reject it out of hand.
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bad form, bad hair, bastards, london bureau chief andy, politics, righteousness, uh-oh, whatever, wrecks
by Chexy on September 24, 2008
Liberace returned from the grave this morning, announcing that he too was gay.
He was followed by Paul Lynde, Charles Nelson Reilly… and Plato.
And him.
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gays, little known facts, pearl clutch
by Chexy on September 24, 2008
Another shocker for the gay world. Lindsay Lohan and Samantha Ronson have told the world that they’re sisters of the isle… an announcement coinciding with the anniversary of the 1981 death of self-proclaimed “dyke” actress and former West Hollywood resident, Patsy Kelly.
Kelly got her start in early Hal Roach comedies, and later won fame as Mrs. Schmauss in the original “Freaky Friday,” starring Jodie Foster, later remade with Lindsay Lohan. A coincidence? I think not.
See Also: Freaky Tuesday
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coinkydink, girls will be girls, little known facts, lohans
by Chexy on September 24, 2008
Here’s Her Royal Highness, Princess Beatrice, fifth in line to the British throne, looking like she just got off of one.
Bea is the eldest daughter of Prince Andrew and Weight Watcher Fergie. Too bad mom isn’t repping some cosmetics company. B is on her way to her first day at college, where she’ll major in some nonsense called The History of Ideas.
The princess shows that nothing quite smartens up a frilly summer dress like a gray wool jacket and black stockings. I can’t even guess what she’s wearing around her neck.
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hot messes, royals
by Chexy on September 23, 2008
by Chexy on September 23, 2008
by Chexy on September 23, 2008
I’ve been wishing fall would hurry up and get here.
David Blaine continues to hang around Wollman Rink. Aren’t there laws?
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crap, maniacs, morons, whatever
