for those of you bored enough to watch this season of american idol - does anyone else think usher came off as the gordita supreme of celebrity douchebags? um whenever you're inside a building - take off your sunglasses. you're not royalty, you're not an icon, you were doing a guest appearance on american idol...of course they're going to make it sound like you're a bigger celeb than you are! they need the ratings! wow did they make it seem like you were a major contributor to the world of soul/r&b? say whaaaaat? it wasn't that long ago that i first noticed you as a performer on soul train...where no one even cared that you were singing. they just wanted to dance.
i ain't mad at my way but let's be real - you ain't no marvin gaye. turn down the ego and up the normalcy just a smidge.
reality check.
thanks.
3.30.2010
i love when people do cool things. zack zerbe has created a blog showcasing his fantastic photography. i'm obsessed with his picture of the tree/highway/birds. he needs to give it a name and start selling it. i actually want him to send me the negative so i can blow it up, put it in some awesome frame, and hang it on a wall of my new condo.
please and thanks!
you can find a link to his blog in my ilike section.
please and thanks!
you can find a link to his blog in my ilike section.
i dedicate this more-accurate-than-funny onion news article to anyone who has ever purchased a pair of cut-off jean shorts, fiji water, anything made by dolce and gabanna, and/or a bottle of cristal.
Report: $14 Trillion Spent Annually On Trying To Look Cool
March 23, 2010 | ISSUE 46
WASHINGTON—A report released Monday by the U.S. Department of Commerce revealed that Americans spend an astonishing $14 trillion a year on countless, usually failed attempts to look cool.
Looking cool, which the report defines as "the outward projection of an appealing and often enviable image of oneself that others perceive as requiring little to no effort," appears to be a nationwide obsession.
"To put this into perspective, the amount Americans spend on cool looking haircuts is nearly 15 times greater than the total amount spent on cancer research," said Eric Gerhardt, noted economist and lead author of the report. "Whether it's name-brand sneakers, an all-in-one espresso maker, or a pair of hip and stylish Ray-Ban sunglasses, we devote tremendous resources each year toward our conspicuous attempts at stature enhancement."
"It's pretty much an epidemic at this point," the 52-year-old professor added before pausing momentarily to adjust a small gold earring in his freshly pierced earlobe.
The report found that, in all 50 states, efforts to appear cool accounted for a greater portion of household expenditures than career training, doctor visits, and childcare combined.
In addition, Gerhardt said, even basic necessities such as food, shelter, and water are obtained based on perceived coolness, with people opting to purchase expensive Thai or Ethiopian takeout food, spend more than they can afford on homes with granite countertops, and drink bottled water for no other reason than to impress others.
"Someone like contractor Jerry Ditmas of Akron, OH, for example, who spends as much as $3,000 per annum on custom motorcycle accessories, succeeds only in looking like a bigger doofus with each wasted dollar," said Gerhardt, adding that the advertising industry, Japanese youths, and dads on vacation account for nearly a quarter of the $14 trillion. "This is in contrast to, say, [musician] Lou Reed, who spent just $11 on looking cool in 2009 and remains as cool as they come."
According to the report, researchers have isolated a previously unknown personality trait called "getting it," a variable that, while not completely understood, seems to be essential to the achievement of coolness.
"Those who we found 'get it,' or who we determined 'know the score,' succeeded nearly three times as often at looking cool as those who did not," Gerhardt said. "Unfortunately, regardless of how much money Americans spend in desperate attempts to look cool, we concluded that nearly three-quarters of the populations falls into the category of 'lame-os' or 'total lame-os.'"
This worrisome trend extends far beyond just the average citizen, however.
According to the report, a significant percentage of the $14 trillion can be traced back to the highest levels of government, with tax cuts, most defense spending, and a number of major public works such as Mount Rushmore amounting to little more than lawmakers' attempts to appear cool to constituents.
"The Cold War was essentially one huge, pathetic trying-to-look-cool race," Gerhardt said.
Asked about ways the $14 trillion might be better spent, Professor Ian Thorson, a sociologist at Georgetown University, suggested the funds be used to combat poverty, but acknowledged that donating to charities was not always effective, as even those Americans in need often spend much of the assistance they receive on trying to look cool.
"The whole thing ends up being a vicious cycle," Thorson said. "The only way this situation will ever be remedied is if people just relax and try to be themselves, you know? I mean, that's cool, man."
Added Thorson, "Right?"
Thorson said his current research indicates that true coolness may in fact come from not caring what other people think—a finding he hopes to submit to his peers for review before publishing it in a journal admired by students and colleagues alike.
A number of leading economists have already discredited the Commerce Department's report, claiming the $10 million study was undertaken for the sole purpose of looking cool by winning a bunch of government funding.
Report: $14 Trillion Spent Annually On Trying To Look Cool
March 23, 2010 | ISSUE 46
WASHINGTON—A report released Monday by the U.S. Department of Commerce revealed that Americans spend an astonishing $14 trillion a year on countless, usually failed attempts to look cool.
Looking cool, which the report defines as "the outward projection of an appealing and often enviable image of oneself that others perceive as requiring little to no effort," appears to be a nationwide obsession.
"To put this into perspective, the amount Americans spend on cool looking haircuts is nearly 15 times greater than the total amount spent on cancer research," said Eric Gerhardt, noted economist and lead author of the report. "Whether it's name-brand sneakers, an all-in-one espresso maker, or a pair of hip and stylish Ray-Ban sunglasses, we devote tremendous resources each year toward our conspicuous attempts at stature enhancement."
"It's pretty much an epidemic at this point," the 52-year-old professor added before pausing momentarily to adjust a small gold earring in his freshly pierced earlobe.
The report found that, in all 50 states, efforts to appear cool accounted for a greater portion of household expenditures than career training, doctor visits, and childcare combined.
In addition, Gerhardt said, even basic necessities such as food, shelter, and water are obtained based on perceived coolness, with people opting to purchase expensive Thai or Ethiopian takeout food, spend more than they can afford on homes with granite countertops, and drink bottled water for no other reason than to impress others.
"Someone like contractor Jerry Ditmas of Akron, OH, for example, who spends as much as $3,000 per annum on custom motorcycle accessories, succeeds only in looking like a bigger doofus with each wasted dollar," said Gerhardt, adding that the advertising industry, Japanese youths, and dads on vacation account for nearly a quarter of the $14 trillion. "This is in contrast to, say, [musician] Lou Reed, who spent just $11 on looking cool in 2009 and remains as cool as they come."
According to the report, researchers have isolated a previously unknown personality trait called "getting it," a variable that, while not completely understood, seems to be essential to the achievement of coolness.
"Those who we found 'get it,' or who we determined 'know the score,' succeeded nearly three times as often at looking cool as those who did not," Gerhardt said. "Unfortunately, regardless of how much money Americans spend in desperate attempts to look cool, we concluded that nearly three-quarters of the populations falls into the category of 'lame-os' or 'total lame-os.'"
This worrisome trend extends far beyond just the average citizen, however.
According to the report, a significant percentage of the $14 trillion can be traced back to the highest levels of government, with tax cuts, most defense spending, and a number of major public works such as Mount Rushmore amounting to little more than lawmakers' attempts to appear cool to constituents.
"The Cold War was essentially one huge, pathetic trying-to-look-cool race," Gerhardt said.
Asked about ways the $14 trillion might be better spent, Professor Ian Thorson, a sociologist at Georgetown University, suggested the funds be used to combat poverty, but acknowledged that donating to charities was not always effective, as even those Americans in need often spend much of the assistance they receive on trying to look cool.
"The whole thing ends up being a vicious cycle," Thorson said. "The only way this situation will ever be remedied is if people just relax and try to be themselves, you know? I mean, that's cool, man."
Added Thorson, "Right?"
Thorson said his current research indicates that true coolness may in fact come from not caring what other people think—a finding he hopes to submit to his peers for review before publishing it in a journal admired by students and colleagues alike.
A number of leading economists have already discredited the Commerce Department's report, claiming the $10 million study was undertaken for the sole purpose of looking cool by winning a bunch of government funding.
i noticed a few, distinct trends in human speech:
1) the need to repeat the same phrase twice in row, as an obvious time filler
and
2) asking yourself a question and then immediately answering that question, as to make a point.
lately i feel like these verbal pitfalls have taken over the earth, almost like an h1n1 communication virus. let's discuss the 1st trend, or as i like to call it "the repeat offender."
have you ever bumped into an acquaintance at an elevator, perhaps on a bus or any other type of scenario where you absolutely cannot escape and therefore are forced to initiate or be a part of some form of one-on-one conversation? typically, or at least for me, the brain goes into a frenzy, desperately pulling at any hints of generic starting points or general convo-fodder, be it about their work, a mutual friend, perhaps an inside joke, or at the absolute lamest level, the weather. whatever the subject may be, a conversation with a repeat offender goes a little something like this:
Me: hey john doe, how are you?
JD: oh hey! doing good, doing good. you?
Me: not bad. just takin the bus downtown to do some shopping...
JD: nice, nice.
Me: yeah, i heard bloomingdales was having a sale, you can't pass that up!
JD: no joke, no joke!
Me: well, this is my stop, maybe i'll see you this weekend?
JD: for sure, for sure. later.
it's people like JD that convince me repeat offenders are either
a) extremely awkward or shy individuals that have trouble formulating actual words therefore repeat the few, select words they can actually stammer out as a means to supply something to the convo
b) lamebrains that are horrible at sustaining light conversation therefore repeat things as an attempt to make it seem like they're saying more than they actually are
c) secretly hate me and are therefore, non-overtly, painting the picture for me via indifferent, awkward, one-sided conversation.
the second communication faux pas is what i call the "kate gosselin syndrome." if any of you have ever watched kate on her dreadful tlc show or perhaps on one of her many appearances on the view, you've for sure noticed that she likes to communicate by asking herself questions out loud and then answering them to get her point across:
am i exploiting my children? yes. that's obvious.
do i spend too much money on hair, makeup, and cosmetic surgery? probably, those rugrats make it all possible though, so who really cares. next question kate.
do i care that america perceives me as a megabitch, media-crazed, reality prostitute? yes and no, even though the only reason i got these itchy extensions put in was to create a whole new, relatable i'm-a-mom-just-like-you-only-with-whiter-teeth public image.
is it working? probably not.
do my children love me? of course they don't.
kate isn't the only one guilty of this. you know you all have spoken to someone mercilessly affected with kate gosselin syndrome. it's actually a decent vantage point though as it's much easier to be on the receiving end since, really, all you have to do is sit back and pretend to listen while they interview themself. or perhaps you're the perpetrator?
guilty as charged. in fact, i said this to a coworker today:
am i mad at you? no. am i sorta pissed that you ate all of the green m&m's first, especially when you are well aware of the fact that they're my favorite despite the fact that they ALL taste the same? yes.
1) the need to repeat the same phrase twice in row, as an obvious time filler
and
2) asking yourself a question and then immediately answering that question, as to make a point.
lately i feel like these verbal pitfalls have taken over the earth, almost like an h1n1 communication virus. let's discuss the 1st trend, or as i like to call it "the repeat offender."
have you ever bumped into an acquaintance at an elevator, perhaps on a bus or any other type of scenario where you absolutely cannot escape and therefore are forced to initiate or be a part of some form of one-on-one conversation? typically, or at least for me, the brain goes into a frenzy, desperately pulling at any hints of generic starting points or general convo-fodder, be it about their work, a mutual friend, perhaps an inside joke, or at the absolute lamest level, the weather. whatever the subject may be, a conversation with a repeat offender goes a little something like this:
Me: hey john doe, how are you?
JD: oh hey! doing good, doing good. you?
Me: not bad. just takin the bus downtown to do some shopping...
JD: nice, nice.
Me: yeah, i heard bloomingdales was having a sale, you can't pass that up!
JD: no joke, no joke!
Me: well, this is my stop, maybe i'll see you this weekend?
JD: for sure, for sure. later.
it's people like JD that convince me repeat offenders are either
a) extremely awkward or shy individuals that have trouble formulating actual words therefore repeat the few, select words they can actually stammer out as a means to supply something to the convo
b) lamebrains that are horrible at sustaining light conversation therefore repeat things as an attempt to make it seem like they're saying more than they actually are
c) secretly hate me and are therefore, non-overtly, painting the picture for me via indifferent, awkward, one-sided conversation.
the second communication faux pas is what i call the "kate gosselin syndrome." if any of you have ever watched kate on her dreadful tlc show or perhaps on one of her many appearances on the view, you've for sure noticed that she likes to communicate by asking herself questions out loud and then answering them to get her point across:
am i exploiting my children? yes. that's obvious.
do i spend too much money on hair, makeup, and cosmetic surgery? probably, those rugrats make it all possible though, so who really cares. next question kate.
do i care that america perceives me as a megabitch, media-crazed, reality prostitute? yes and no, even though the only reason i got these itchy extensions put in was to create a whole new, relatable i'm-a-mom-just-like-you-only-with-whiter-teeth public image.
is it working? probably not.
do my children love me? of course they don't.
kate isn't the only one guilty of this. you know you all have spoken to someone mercilessly affected with kate gosselin syndrome. it's actually a decent vantage point though as it's much easier to be on the receiving end since, really, all you have to do is sit back and pretend to listen while they interview themself. or perhaps you're the perpetrator?
guilty as charged. in fact, i said this to a coworker today:
am i mad at you? no. am i sorta pissed that you ate all of the green m&m's first, especially when you are well aware of the fact that they're my favorite despite the fact that they ALL taste the same? yes.
3.29.2010
getting an fha home loan has been one of the most frustrating, annoying, and tedious experiences of my life. be ready to have your entire financial livelihood raped by the loaners that be.
if you're ever considering buying a home via an fha loan - feel free to ask me about the stress levels you might (will probably) experience.
could seriously punch a couple faces.
oh, and if you all are racking your brains on what to get me for a housewarming gift, i really want this restoration hardware 1950's distressed copenhagen chair:
it's even on sale!
if you're ever considering buying a home via an fha loan - feel free to ask me about the stress levels you might (will probably) experience.
could seriously punch a couple faces.
oh, and if you all are racking your brains on what to get me for a housewarming gift, i really want this restoration hardware 1950's distressed copenhagen chair:
it's even on sale!
3.26.2010
i'm surpised and a little saddened by the sheer amount of people i know that have taken part in amateur pornography. i mean...really? that's the way you wanna make your money?
starbucks isn't hiring? i heard they were looking for a cashier at the walgreens on broadway and waveland...
to each their own but woah, ya nasty.
(and what is the company i keep these days?!)
starbucks isn't hiring? i heard they were looking for a cashier at the walgreens on broadway and waveland...
to each their own but woah, ya nasty.
(and what is the company i keep these days?!)
3.25.2010
let me set the scene for the post below:
this morning i hopped on the bus at LAX with a dream and my cardigan. just kidding...except for the cardigan part. so, per my usual work commute, i hopped on the 146 this morning and plopped down in a seat in the very back. as the bus rolled down lake shore drive making its usual stops, the bus filled up verrrry quickly. as we neared the last stop before going express to michigan avenue, i noticed a super cute yet frail older woman get on and look around for an available seat. well, there were none due to the fact that they were mostly occupied by 20-40 yr old stupid bitches. not one bitch budged an inch as granny slowly crept down the aisle, all the while holding on for dear life as the bus barreled down lsd. granny had made it all the way to the back, passing by row after row of bitch after bitch. not one bitch even flinched. as granny climbed the couple of steps to the very back of the bus i quickly offered my seat, to which she sweetly thanked me with a look of sincere appreciation on her face.
not one of the many, many bitches on that bus even attempted to get up for this sweet old lady. not one. they were all too busy reading their kindles or holding on to one of their seven bags and purses.
stupid bitches.
this morning i hopped on the bus at LAX with a dream and my cardigan. just kidding...except for the cardigan part. so, per my usual work commute, i hopped on the 146 this morning and plopped down in a seat in the very back. as the bus rolled down lake shore drive making its usual stops, the bus filled up verrrry quickly. as we neared the last stop before going express to michigan avenue, i noticed a super cute yet frail older woman get on and look around for an available seat. well, there were none due to the fact that they were mostly occupied by 20-40 yr old stupid bitches. not one bitch budged an inch as granny slowly crept down the aisle, all the while holding on for dear life as the bus barreled down lsd. granny had made it all the way to the back, passing by row after row of bitch after bitch. not one bitch even flinched. as granny climbed the couple of steps to the very back of the bus i quickly offered my seat, to which she sweetly thanked me with a look of sincere appreciation on her face.
not one of the many, many bitches on that bus even attempted to get up for this sweet old lady. not one. they were all too busy reading their kindles or holding on to one of their seven bags and purses.
stupid bitches.
i'm calling you out, bitches.
(whenever i reference bitches in this blog, it is of the female species that i'm specifically referring to. i'm just telling you because, in lakeview, there are many different kinds of bitches. this post is about tacos only.)
listen up, bitches: what makes you think that, while on a CTA bus, you are somehow exempt from the moral rule (and public transportation rule of thumb) pertaining to giving up your seat to the elderly, handicapped, pregnant, injured, or small children? you stupid bitches, you ain't no exempt!
what, are you somehow so deluded and trapped in time that you believe men are the only ones expected to give up their seats for those more in need? give.me.a.break.
for the last 50+ years you women have been demanding equality - desiring a big ol' pair of cultural testicles, burning your bras, loving your feminist lifestyles, attending poetry readings, trying so, so hard to elect a female president, earning bigger salaries, anchoring your own nightly network news, but when it comes to riding a bus...
all of a sudden you all shrink back into your delicate flower/victim role and in some fucked up way believe you are the needy one? i can't stand up on a bus, i'm a woman! it's much too rough for my delicate nature! oh the vapors!
based on what? because you have a vagina?
(!)
if it were legal to abuse a woman for thinking such things, i would domestically assault the shit out of you. get back in the kitchen, raise some kids, live off of your husband's allowance! and don't forget - only speak when spoken to!
you want it bass ackwards? you got it!
bitches of 2010: when grandma, grandpa, or special eddie get on the bus, pick your lazy ass up off the seat and move it somewhere else or, god forbid, stand up. i know you can do it if you put your tiny, fashion-obsessed (omg that is so cute! you look so cute! is this totes cutes or nots?) minds to it.
i've never been known to give up my seat for any young-ish woman who is not in physical need, and i don't intend to in the near future. you, my able-bodied dear, are perfectly capable of standing up for that 10 minute ride just as much as i am. hold on tight! and i could care less about sleeping with you, so don't try to hold that over my head. obviously that strategic get-what-you-want-outta-life tactic of yours will go nowhere with this guy. the fact that you're wearing heels does nothing for me. struggle all you want. i'm more concerned about whether or not the shoes match the outfit.
stupid bitches. get up! it's 2010. find your sea legs already.
(whenever i reference bitches in this blog, it is of the female species that i'm specifically referring to. i'm just telling you because, in lakeview, there are many different kinds of bitches. this post is about tacos only.)
listen up, bitches: what makes you think that, while on a CTA bus, you are somehow exempt from the moral rule (and public transportation rule of thumb) pertaining to giving up your seat to the elderly, handicapped, pregnant, injured, or small children? you stupid bitches, you ain't no exempt!
what, are you somehow so deluded and trapped in time that you believe men are the only ones expected to give up their seats for those more in need? give.me.a.break.
for the last 50+ years you women have been demanding equality - desiring a big ol' pair of cultural testicles, burning your bras, loving your feminist lifestyles, attending poetry readings, trying so, so hard to elect a female president, earning bigger salaries, anchoring your own nightly network news, but when it comes to riding a bus...
all of a sudden you all shrink back into your delicate flower/victim role and in some fucked up way believe you are the needy one? i can't stand up on a bus, i'm a woman! it's much too rough for my delicate nature! oh the vapors!
based on what? because you have a vagina?
(!)
if it were legal to abuse a woman for thinking such things, i would domestically assault the shit out of you. get back in the kitchen, raise some kids, live off of your husband's allowance! and don't forget - only speak when spoken to!
you want it bass ackwards? you got it!
bitches of 2010: when grandma, grandpa, or special eddie get on the bus, pick your lazy ass up off the seat and move it somewhere else or, god forbid, stand up. i know you can do it if you put your tiny, fashion-obsessed (omg that is so cute! you look so cute! is this totes cutes or nots?) minds to it.
i've never been known to give up my seat for any young-ish woman who is not in physical need, and i don't intend to in the near future. you, my able-bodied dear, are perfectly capable of standing up for that 10 minute ride just as much as i am. hold on tight! and i could care less about sleeping with you, so don't try to hold that over my head. obviously that strategic get-what-you-want-outta-life tactic of yours will go nowhere with this guy. the fact that you're wearing heels does nothing for me. struggle all you want. i'm more concerned about whether or not the shoes match the outfit.
stupid bitches. get up! it's 2010. find your sea legs already.
3.24.2010
an artery turned my entire world upside down and inside out on 3/12/10. not my own artery, but my momma's. with an artery that was 99% blocked, she was moments away from a massive heart attack. i'm so, so, so fortunate to say that her doctor was a miracle worker that saved her life, the artery was surgically fixed, no further damage was done, and that life goes on.
i am one thankful boy.
i am one thankful boy.
3.23.2010
3.22.2010
3.18.2010
3.17.2010
beating out other, less important headlines on cnn, such as the health care bill, mexican gang violence against americans, and major school closings is this gem of a news bulletin completely worth your time and attention:
"retirement home for prostitutes"
not.even.kidding. the caption reading "Two VBS.TV producers spend Mothers' Day at a retirement hope for prostitutes in Mexico. One in her 80s now sells candy. Another in her 60s wants to keep turning tricks. Watch them tell their stories."
yes, that's exactly what i need to know about, front and center. elderly prostitutes in mexico. (!?)
and, umm, turning tricks is cnn-worthy journalism? i thought that type of terminology was only used in salt-n-peppa songs?
i feel like i'm being punked and the onion traded urls with cnn as a st. patty's day prank?
i wish it were true.
what is this world coming to? my precious cnn is falling victim to sensationalism and ad sale revenue.
ugh. cnn - cool it already.
"retirement home for prostitutes"
not.even.kidding. the caption reading "Two VBS.TV producers spend Mothers' Day at a retirement hope for prostitutes in Mexico. One in her 80s now sells candy. Another in her 60s wants to keep turning tricks. Watch them tell their stories."
yes, that's exactly what i need to know about, front and center. elderly prostitutes in mexico. (!?)
and, umm, turning tricks is cnn-worthy journalism? i thought that type of terminology was only used in salt-n-peppa songs?
i feel like i'm being punked and the onion traded urls with cnn as a st. patty's day prank?
i wish it were true.
what is this world coming to? my precious cnn is falling victim to sensationalism and ad sale revenue.
ugh. cnn - cool it already.
this is kind of interesting when you see components of the universe in some form of scale...
for more click here.
for more click here.
3.16.2010
this is why we are stupid to think that life does not exist outside of earth's atmosphere. humans think they know everything but in reality we're barely scraping the surface. myself included.
(don't ask me why i said "humans" as if i'm an extraterrestrial. i'm not, i swear.)
(don't ask me why i said "humans" as if i'm an extraterrestrial. i'm not, i swear.)
that nutbag kirk cameron was on the today show this morning commenting on the death of corey haim. why is it that everyone is so surprised, shocked, and investigative of haim's death? he was a well-known drug user...not too long ago, he even admitted to taking up to 85 non-prescribed pills every day.
call me crazy, but that seems very dangerous and life threatening. i mean, i'm resistant to taking two pills a day, let alone 85...and one of my pills of choice is a life-sustaining multivitamin.
anyway, back to nutbag cameron...meredith was interviewing him to explain the ways (to all of us sinners) of how he, mr. growing pains himself, avoided the pitfalls of child stardom and remained such a normal guy.
that was so hard to type, i have no idea how meredith even posed such a question without laughing or stuttering.
first of all, why is the today show under the impression that kirk cameron and corey haim were lifelong friends? you know they haven't spoken to each other since the late 80's. you know cameron is waaay too high and mighty to be anywhere near a haim/cameron/80's icon photo op. the only perceivable way cameron would ever reach out to haim would be in some exorcism-ish, demon-revoking, hallelujah-chanting religious ritual to righteously rid haim of his evil ways and make him a true believer of whatever bullshit cameron's preaching these days.
but, if you ask me, which most people don't - both of them are/were addicts. haim was addicted to drugs. cameron is addicted to god/all-things-preachy-&-crazy.
in fact, cameron should take note of the unfortunate circumstance of what happens to addicts. the more they use, the more they abuse = the worse things become. and cameron is truly abusing the word of his god. in my opinion, he does not come across as a religious man. he doesn't come across as humble. he doesn't even come across as rational. he does, however, come across as batshit crazy.
which makes me reject anything he has to say. the mere sight of kirk cameron creeps me the eff out. get him out of here - he's liable to sacrifice a goat or toddler on behalf of human sin. ...psychopath
rip haim. rejoice in the fact that you're no longer subjected to the kirk camerons of the world judging you and acting like they're better.
he very much is not.
...psychopath
call me crazy, but that seems very dangerous and life threatening. i mean, i'm resistant to taking two pills a day, let alone 85...and one of my pills of choice is a life-sustaining multivitamin.
anyway, back to nutbag cameron...meredith was interviewing him to explain the ways (to all of us sinners) of how he, mr. growing pains himself, avoided the pitfalls of child stardom and remained such a normal guy.
that was so hard to type, i have no idea how meredith even posed such a question without laughing or stuttering.
first of all, why is the today show under the impression that kirk cameron and corey haim were lifelong friends? you know they haven't spoken to each other since the late 80's. you know cameron is waaay too high and mighty to be anywhere near a haim/cameron/80's icon photo op. the only perceivable way cameron would ever reach out to haim would be in some exorcism-ish, demon-revoking, hallelujah-chanting religious ritual to righteously rid haim of his evil ways and make him a true believer of whatever bullshit cameron's preaching these days.
but, if you ask me, which most people don't - both of them are/were addicts. haim was addicted to drugs. cameron is addicted to god/all-things-preachy-&-crazy.
in fact, cameron should take note of the unfortunate circumstance of what happens to addicts. the more they use, the more they abuse = the worse things become. and cameron is truly abusing the word of his god. in my opinion, he does not come across as a religious man. he doesn't come across as humble. he doesn't even come across as rational. he does, however, come across as batshit crazy.
which makes me reject anything he has to say. the mere sight of kirk cameron creeps me the eff out. get him out of here - he's liable to sacrifice a goat or toddler on behalf of human sin. ...psychopath
rip haim. rejoice in the fact that you're no longer subjected to the kirk camerons of the world judging you and acting like they're better.
he very much is not.
...psychopath
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