Well, I've commented on here about Mindy Cicain, but I had to give myself a few days before putting forth my opinion on this woman. Probably because I have gotten a little worn out with all of this political shit lately. And that's not for lack of a better word, it is all shit. I really am growing to hate politics in this country in general -- no matter what the party.

But back to the subject at hand. First off, I think, excuse me, I know that Alaskans are a crazy-assed lot. Nothing to do up there, apparently, but drugs and drilling (for oil). Oh yeah, and fishing, and shooting things like moose. This woman can be no exception. Aside from her Alaskaness, her appearance gives me the immediate feeling that she's one of those women ready to fly off the gd handle at any minute. I can picture her tearing into a nasty rage and beating her staff and/or children. That, and she looks like one of those women from those "teacher" or "office" straight pornos. [Don't ask Beulah about her knowledge of such subjects]. It just sends my skin to crawling.

Now to her views. Need I really say anything? I mean, all these damned Republicans tow the shee-la-la line, usually hypocritically. But one thing they need to realize is that they need to LEAVE SEX THE FUCK OUT OF EVERYTHING. Do not publicize any opinions about it, whether it should be done before marriage, with people of the same gender, amongst teenagers, whatever, just LEAVE IT BE. Why WHY do we insist on making people's sexuality a political issue in the 21st century? This is not IRAN!

Anyway, I think it's "cute" that she says she has token gay friends, but she doesn't really support their rights. I mean, we're just the jesters, right. The funny ones that do the straight womens hair (but from the looks of hers, no queen has touched it), and help them decorate their houses. It's a white-lady-pink-world. She'll never be a fag like us, hallelujah.

I was pretty worried about the state of dance music there for a while. It seemed that there was nothing coming out but vapid repeats of the same old thumpa-thumpa accompanied by a wailing woman with a voice like an orgasmic babydoll. Like the straights had taken over. Now, I like trance, but there's only so much trance you can do until it all sounds like noise. Coupled with that, we had the ongoing takeover of all music by what is known as hip-hop. Again, I tend to like some hip-hop, but not most. (I tend to lean mostly toward the crazy-ass rap by artists like Khia -- the more ridiculous the better).

Thankfully, some recent releases have begun to restore my faith in the art. Two of them have come from truly seasoned artists, though, from whom the industry (see comments about the "industry" later) needs to keep learning lessons. I have blogged about Cyndi Lauper's new album before -- Bring Ya to the Brink -- but it's worth mentioning again how excellent it is. There is no song on the album I don't like. But now let me speak about Madonna's new album, Hard Candy. At first I was afraid that Madonna herself had sold out to hip-hop in her old age with that first song, 4 Minutes. However, the remixes of it have been pretty good. The song I do really like, though, is Give It 2 Me. It has a great beat that's sort of dance-poppy and, best of all, unique. Thank you, Madge. Oh, and that's for not showing your spider-lady arms in the video! Finally, the music of Rihanna is growing on me. Although I was of the opinion that her writers stole too much music from other songs (think Tainted Love from her song SOS), the girl does have singing talent. The latest song, Disturbia, is the best yet in my opinion. Oh, and I must mention Kristine W, who, as I've said before, can do no wrong. I was lucky enough for her to sign two CDs to me -- Beulah -- a few weeks ago. Why has she not gone mainstream!? But maybe that's a good thing...

The "industry." Like every damn thing else in America, it exists to make a few men at the top a lot of goddamed money. For a while, they had the poor taste of blaming their consumers for their losses. Perhaps it was because they were pumping out quickly produced shit from any big breasted bimbo they could find. The CD age is over.

Now that I've said my piece, I'll give a little track listing of things I like lately (not in any particular order):

Recents
Deadmau5 - Arguru
Kaskade & Deadmau5 - Move for Me (Radio Edit)
Yelle - A cause des garçons (Tepr Remix) [Because of the Boys]
Estelle - American Boy (Soulseekerz Radio)
Sam Sparro - Black and Gold (JW Radio Edit)
Pussycat Dolls - When I Grow Up (Dave Audé Club)
Kylie Minogue - All I See (Mark Picchioti Funk Club Mix)
Donna Summer - Stamp Your Feet (Jason Nevins Club Mix)
Freemasons - Nothing But a Heartache
Leeann Rimes - Nothing Better to Do (Soulseekerz Mix)
The Cube Guys - Baba O'Riley (remake of The Who song)
Kristine W - The Boss (Love to Infinity Radio Edit)

All Time Favorites
Dead or Alive - You Spin Me Round (Jail House Mix)
Jennifer Lopez - Waiting for Tonight (Hex's Momentous Club Mix)
Kristine W - Never Been Kissed
Madonna - Nothing Fails (Peter Rauhofer)
Pet Shop Boys - Absolutely Fabulous (7" Mix)
Madonna - Jump
Kylie Minogue - Butterly (Trisco Mix)
Kylie Minogue - Spinning Around
Kristine W - Stronger (Johnny Vicious Club)
Kim English - The Nightlife (Junior Vasquez Club Mix)
Gardeweg - I Need More
and others

Will no one rid us of this dreadful word: staycation? WHO coins these ridiculous terms? Just say people took fucking Paid Time Off and sat they ass at home.

Needless to say, I did not staycate this year. (See how ridiculous that sounds?) I let Delta ride me hard to Atlanta for the most expensive domestic flight I have ever made. Later I learned that continuing on to Birmingham from Atlanta after taking the exact same flight costs $400 less. This I truly do not understand. There must be some genius math wonders at Delta that somehow make my consumption of more jet fuel cost me less. Trouble is, I don't like flying to Birmingham. I'd rather just rent the car in Atlanta and drive. Gives me a chance to see people and have fun. Maybe now I'll consider flying to the Ham and driving over to ATL. In Delta's defense, they have some great people working for them and for the last few flights I've taken with them, they've gotten that mess up out of there on time. On my flight back, I got a pleasant surprise and got moved up to First -- I had only just asked if there was any way of getting an upgrade, then balked when they told me it would be $600. I got to the gate and they moved me up, saying "somebody rebooked you in First." Now, granted, I really should check my American express for a $600 charge!!

The trip was fun overall, but a little short. I ate at Paula Deen's restaurant twice, which I will be commenting more about in the diet blog. I also went into her store looking for a trademark "spatchler" but they didn't have any. What they did have was some $9.99 grits... for 16oz. You can get a pound of grits at the Wal-Mart for $2!!! Paula is after cheating her some Yankees who don't know any better!

We also went to the Lady Chablis show, which she only does once a month. I think she's had some plastic surgery since the movie. She seemed different, not as catty, and her voice has changed. I'm guessing age and money do that to an old tranny. The show was full of middle-aged straight folks. I swear we were the only queens in there. After the show we stayed at the bar for a good while, but there was hardly anybody there. Don't know where they all were!

More later.

Think of a cougar in the context of modern day slang and then read this sign:



Beulah Mae had an encounter with a cougar once. And even in a homosexual establishment. It was scary, but BM largely ignored it and it went away.

I remember ten years ago this time, I was in college and housesitting. It was an especially hot summer and one of the aged Southern-lady neighbors reminded me "You betta wattah those playunts; this heeat is beeastli." Ah that summer -- when I met a bunch of people I still talk to, people who, for a while were known as my "Secret Friends Network" by Miss Flossie, that is until later that fall when she joined the Secret Friends Network Herself.

It started off 55 and mf cloudy today. In a week I'll be down in that beastly heat. I wonder how I'm going to handle it. I think I'll love it, though. It's going to be nice to have a reunion of sorts -- a ten year college reunion. God help us.

Why do we still use the word "sodomy" or "to sodomize." I just read an article "Man Admits to Sodomizing Girl Before Murdering Her." Really? To me it should just be called rape plain and simple, because that's what it was. What if it had been forced oral sex? Do they have a specific word for that?

I'm sure it lingers on because of sensationalist journalists who are trying to shock people and appeal to their baser ideas. Somehow then, it must be worse that just regular old rape.

Remember a few months ago, I mentioned that there was a new Khia album coming out? Well, it's out.

Yes, there are the same old lyrics and beats. I believe her vocabulary consists of the following words: EXPLICIT ass, hoe, di*k, p*ssy, shit, fu*kin. Yet, every album I seem to develop a favorite outlandish track. I think this one is "Geeked Up" -- it has a bunch of strange talking in it that I can't quite figure out. I think she was going for Steve Urkel, but I can't be certain. Then she comes on rapping so fast you'd think she'd just took a hit on somp'n. My other favorite is "My Swag," a slow slutty strip-joint number all about how her V is the best to be had -- "extra juicy when it's wet, like some Kentucky Fried Chicken with the biscuits and the gravy."

If there's such a thing as camp-rap, this is it.

The Third Court of Appeals ruled that the $500,000 fine for the 9/16th second view of Janet Jackson's breast was excessive. Now, not that CBS couldn't have afforded to pay, but just the fact that this whole thing was ridiculous.

I just bought Cyndi Lauper's new album on iTunes. My biggest gripe are that all the songs need to have that stupid little EXPLICIT tag on them. It makes my library ugly. Anyway, welcome back Cyndi.

Anyway, there's not a song on it that I don't like. Unfortunately (and please don't hate on me, Madonna fans), I can't say the same for Madonna's new album. I don't know what Madonna's going for lately, aside from A-Rod, but it's not working for me very well. Regarding that, I hear that those rumors were a marketing stunt on her part. Has being an adultress somehow become popular? :P

Here's a link to Cyndi's video; unfortunately I couldn't imbed. Cyndi Lauper: Into the Nightlife