Train Wrecks, Farrah Dead and Michael Jackson Gone

Bad things come in threes.  I just hope it’s all over for a while.

First, the metro train wreck right near my house that killed nine people.

Then Farrah Fawcett died. And now MJ. I feel a bit bad for Fawcett who has suddenly become a secondary headline.

I was never a huge MJ fan, so honestly a little surprised with how upset I am over it. Guess it’s just shock. And growing up in the 70s and 80s it was impossible escape his influence.

RIP everyone who has left us this week.

Adam Lambert: My Big Gay Idol

Yeah, I am a huge Adam Lambert fan. So what? I am a sucker for good pop culture, and often call Access Hollywood the “news”, but this is different. My obsession for Adam Lambert comes without any sense of irony or guilty pleasure.

He’s just really talented.Really, really talented. Did you hear him sing Robert Plant? Or Smokey Robinson?

And sorry if he isn’t punk rock or alternative enough … I actually love that he is mainstream. I mean here is a guy with pictures of him all over the net kissing boys, wearing women’s clothes and stomping around in gold lame and he’s about to become the next American Idol? And even if he isn’t actually gay (whatever), he sure fronts some great homo style and class.

What is not cool about that?

I would buy tickets now to the Idol tour if I could somehow not have to sit through all the other performers.

So go on with your big gay glam screaming self, Mr. Lambert. You’ve got my vote.

Littering: Please Explain

Can  someone please explain littering to me? I just don’t get it. Especially in my neighborhood. People who live here, who own homes here, who work here, actively throw trash on the ground.

Where exactly do you think it goes?

How much effort is it REALLY to take it to the trash can that is 10 steps away from you?

Seriously, someone PLEASE leave me a comment so I can understand why people litter –  and I don’t mean reasons us non-litters think people use for littering, but really reasons. From the people who litter themselves.

Thank you.

Oprah, You Ain’t Gonna Lose Weight By Eating KFC

Oprah has GOT to be kidding me.

After we all wept with her about gaining her weight back. After she committed herself to eating more “consciously”, doing great shows on puppy mills and animal cruelty AND even going on a vegan cleanse last summer she now suddenly thinks the way to celebrate mother’s day is by offering free chicken (two sides and a biscuit!) a KFC!!???

Oprah. Oprah. Oprah!!

I have defended you all along.

Take a moment to learn the truth about KFC.

And don’t come crying back to me when you don’t end up losing weight on the KFC Chicken and a Biscuit (and two sides!) diet.

I’m out. Respect officially gone.

Can I Go Home Again?

Not sure how many folks know, but I was actually born in Los Alamos, New Mexico. Yes, I claim to be a “Washingtonian” and have lived in DC since 1994 and the DC area since 1985… so I think I have earned my claim.

But it is true that I was born in unique town of Los Alamos in 1974 and actually grew up in a an even smaller “suburb” of LA called White Rock.

My family left when I was about to start 5th grade, and honestly I never looked back. I fell in love with the DC area the first time we visited and I went to an underground shopping mall and got to swim in an indoor pool covered by a four story glass enclosure. It was  pure paradise to a kid whose family used to go shopping, literally, once a year before school started — because the “best” shopping mall was about two hours from our home in Albuquerque.

When I left White Rock there was a Pizza Hut, a bakery, a Safeway and a stop sign, and that’s about it in the tiny town. My understanding is that the Pizza Hut and bakery are now gone… Thank God the stop sign remains. I started to realize a few months ago that my memories of life in New Mexico are almost completely gone. It’s as if I was born into a 10 year old’s body that somehow landed in metropolitan DC. Call it a pre-mid-life crisis, but when I realized these memories were fading fast, I started to feel the need to return home.

So, I just bought a ticket to travel back there this summer. I hope to write about it and take photos along the way.

In the meantime, here’s someone else’s great flickr slideshow that makes the area look so beautiful! It’s amazing how some place so beautiful to 34 year old me, was so boring to 10 year old me.

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