May 7, 2013
From the circular files at the Oprah Winfrey Network...
1.) iyanla fix my CARBURETOR.
2.) iyanla fix my SCREENPLAY.
3.) iyanla fix my WATER HEATER.
4.) iyanla fix my HAIR.
5.) iyanla fix my CREDIT SCORE.
6.) iyanla fix my WI-FI CONNECTION.
7.) iyanla fix my GOLF SWING.
Apr 19, 2013
My beautiful man Peter made this for me. I turned 15 years sober today. I am rich beyond belief.
Apr 12, 2013
Led astray online today
My noodle's in a fuss
Techies say it's child's play?
Not so, this "Google plus."
Apr 11, 2013
Which is the leading motorcar
with manners of a ninny?
I've narrowed down the list thus far to:
Bimmer, Prius, Mini.
For not a one seems any keen
on lane-change etiquette
(the turn signals on each machine
are optional, I bet).
Apr 10, 2013
If Kool-Aid is your drink of choice
And hungry souls you're targeting
Just raise your glass, and "salesman" voice:
To multi-level marketing!
Apr 9, 2013
As dressing down becomes the norm
And no one looks askance
A loophole takes the streets by storm
They're sold as "yoga pants."
You hooked me in, an easy sell
With cunning and virility
But then you shot it all to Hell:
You said, "comfortability."
If hatred is your cup of tea
and homophobic libel
The Joel Osteen ministry
okays it as "The Bible."
Apr 6, 2013
As world approaches end of line
in Armageddon graphic,
L.A. will be a bit behind
(we'll all be stuck in traffic).
Nov 18, 2012
I've been playing Adele's new single "Skyfall" over and over again for days now, because a.) it's a beautiful song, and b.) it makes me feel like I'm in the movie, only a lot safer, because 1.) no one's shooting at me, and 2.) I am a freelance writer, instead of a spy.
I saw Skyfall a few days ago and I can't get it out of my head.
Skyfall has awakened the decades-old fantasy... that I am James Bond. When you grow up fat, effeminate and clumsy, it's easy to fantasize that you're the exact opposite of yourself. For me, that has always been James Bond.
Thanks to Ian Fleming, Daniel Craig and the brilliant director Sam Mendes, MI6 operative 007 continues to represent everything I've never been: masculine and beautiful, tall and athletic. British. The older and more self-aware I get, the more I realize how much I've always wanted to be British; not so much for their accent but for their quality of reserve.
"Reserve" is a quality I lack. When I get excited about something I practically sing and dance, yet I've always been attracted to quiet people. Quiet people are sexy, and no one's as effectively quiet as James Bond. His gun makes more noise than he does. When he does speak, he does so with economy, using just enough language to say something grave, witty, or both. By contrast, ask me how I'm doing and I'll fly right off the rails - no telling where I'll land.
Where Skyfall really takes me by the wrist, pulls me into the shadows and doesn't let go, however, is in its melancholy. The dark tone set in 2006's Casino Royale - equal parts blood, sweat and tux - is even darker now. Heavy and spectacular, Skyfall broods like no other Bond film has brooded before.
Bond doesn't just careen through this latest adventure, he's the beating heart of it. It's impossible to separate him from this pained, minor-chord milieu. Yet I wouldn't want to. Bond in pain is a total turn-on. I'm older now, and it takes more than a sea-diving sports car or an exploding pen to hold my interest. Skyfall wields so much emotional weaponry through its haunted backstory, dissection of loyalty and jaded, knowing homoeroticism that I can't decide whether I should duck or eat something fattening.
I love James Bond. I always have, but this time I know it's for real. As usual, he's got the looks, the brains, the skill, but now he hurts, he feels, he questions -- and at this introspective time in my life, the fantasists have hit upon the perfect formula. As a kid, I wanted to be cool. As an adult, I just want to be adequate. So for someone who spends most of his time stumbling and giggling through social awkwardness and professional apathy, a dour, tormented Bond is nothing less than exotic.
He's still everything I'm not, now even more so.
And hey - if you're going to fall for an emotional cripple, it doesn't hurt if he looks like Daniel Craig, right?