Threw on Something Pretty & Assuming a Good Attitude......

To Get Through Our Current Predicament.....

VIA Bad Penny

We Hope You Appreciate the Effort.

The Children are All Fast Asleep....

Are We Writing a ScreenPlay???

This Would Be Much Better if You Were With Us in the Red Room...

So a bunch of morons in Iowa decided that an insane, lying, hypocritical, dishonest and delusional woman should be the President of the United States of America.....

Insert any republican face above; it is the same person.

Except for the last republican on the planet.

We just are not even shocked anymore, indeed we pray for death, and are very thankful & happy about two and a half things:


#1 That we never gave up smoking tobacco.
     A. We enjoy to smoke.
          1. We roll our own.
               a. Cheaper and it tastes & smells better!


          2. We enjoy the balance we create by showing the extreme               
              left how much they are like the extreme right.
                a. Facsism is always fascism, no matter the cause...


     B. If we quit, we might get cancer.
          1. There has been no health care reform. Sorry that we have 
              to be the one to tell you.
               a. They won't take care of our sexy ass, we are just glad              
                          we knew this since 1975, so we smoke.
                      b. We pray that one lovely day we will just drop dead.

Cigarette Still Burning....
Home well appointed, with the wake feast in the oven on low...
Simplicity in Itself....

#2 For not bringing any children into this world.
     A. Though our seed was wanted, several times, we said no.
          1. (The last time was very difficult).


     B. What is so special about you & your "STUFF"?
          1. When, obviously, none of us can even take care of this:

Yes! Your Sperm is Special!!!, You Moron...

We'd rather be with this child than with an idiot like you.

#1/2 We are the very end of our bloodline.

       A. Yes, we have some genetic material floating around out              

            there, but nothing closer than a cousin.

               1. So when we call you a moron or an idiot, it is your          

                   stupid sperm mixed with egg that we are fighting for...

                    a. You are a fucking disrespectful idiot.

We're with the tree on this one...

You Stupid Twat.

We do not want to be, or even appear to be preachy on this blog.  Indeed, We find more of God's love in the presence of Atheists than we do in the presence of most Judea-Christian company. (Shame on them).  And there will be.


Was there ever a ------ that wanted to live?


Swing Low, Sweet Chariot.


qw

P.S. People that choose wisely let the psychopaths know how much that they can get away with at any given time.

We Have to Share This & Then We'll Do a Richard Post....

In the First Person...

Really,
Honestly, one of the kindest things happened to me today...


I went on that interview with that gentleman, and as I have said, he gave positive feedback and did imply that he would indeed call my references and speak to the owner about me. 


Savvy as I am, I immediately phoned my people to give them the heads up.
One of my friends (and references), that I have been dismissive of as of late, not for any nefarious reasons, but because, the two of us together is tantamount to "Who's Afraid of Virginia Woolf"...


You do understand....


Anyway, the conversation is always one of love, which can be very hard for a man from his part of the world (Gotta love New York).  Amongst other things we spoke of, I mentioned, in my demure, southern way that I don't have money for the rent (I was and am never one to drag my friends into my miasma, however, a subtle intonation to the truth is, after all, just honesty amongst loved ones)....


Lemonade???


So, then I made the joke that if I get the job, well then, I would be able to take him out for a drink, ha ha; ha ha.  Then we left it there, with him not doing anything but telling the truth about my talents and abilities... And we will get together real soon.... (he is straight, I'm writing about Love, not sex).


Now all is well and good, references notified....


Two Hours later:

The Phone Rings....


He commences to explain to me how slow he is on the uptake.  Then, he asks me if I need money to pay the rent, and asks me if I need money...


What is left of my heart, puddles...


He went on to explain that "hard times" was common conversation, worthy of disregard.
People with family and houses, complaining about how their lives are going to shit. No recourse, they say.
Meanwhile, my friend  and  I know all the good outdoor enclaves in Queens (lots o' bridges here), my momma didn't raise no stupid...
Some might think it a joke; as they are, and perhaps always will be.
I don't judge.


SO...
As the story goes...
My first friend in NYC found that, in my understatement, he heard the truth, and then proceeded to tell me what a dim-wit he was....


He is the sharpest man that I think that I know, right now.
He said that he could pay one or two months rent for me...


I said no.


And did explain that this was the kindest thing that I have heard from anyone that I have known in many years.


Wally wept.


He has actually walked a mile in my shoes....



I'm not surprised as we are both stags; he a fag-stag and me a stag-fag.


Which Begs the Question:
Who is Afraid of Virginia Woolf???

I am.

Only a Stag's comments are welcome on this post.
All others please dismiss.

Pay No Attention To the Men Behind the Curtain....

They Say There Are Code-Words & Such...

Personally, we hadn't noticed...


But then,
We really are sweet.

The Steep, Steep Cost of True Beauty....

So, so hard, sometimes...

No Rest For The Wicked.....

And The Righteous Don't Need Any.

So, away we go...

The Others Always Teased Me for Being a Virgin.....

Then One Day I Realized....

They Were Just Sluts.

illustrate it or demonstrate it

One tries to make a simple comment, then one is insulted by Google....

Oh! Our dears, we just cannot make this shitte up...

qw

YES! - There is always room for JELL-O!!!

(Exactly what we looked like for three hours new year's day evening, while contemplating 2011)

Ooo!

That Rui!

He really is quite the Muse...

We spent quite some time last night contemplating 2011 & how it might be. And whilst perusing our regular haunts in Bloggyland and peeping through windows of perhaps new ones, we could only come up with one substantive thought...

...JELL-O.

So off to our files we went. Guess what? No gelatin files.... How did we end up in such desperate straights? How can we go on? Whatever shall we do?

... Well, we mentioned work, gave up and restlessly went to bed...

We received an email this morning from Rui Barros containing best wishes for the new year and the above GIF.  Believe it or not, we were actually thinking about him & a previous communication/conversation we had had with him when the email arrived, (par for the queen's coarse), so, not that spooky and very welcome...

What do ya know?

JELL-O!!!

And not just any gelatin... He hit the pig right on the snout! 

All we can say to that is:  Thank You

&

OINK! OINK!

qw

psst,  We really need to find out if gelatin is commonly served in New Zealand. 

So glad that mishegoss is over...

Things can get back to normal around here...

finding work,

doing chores,

entertaining guests,

and romance.

IF THE WHOLE BODY WERE THE EYE, WHERE BE THE HEARING? IF THE WHOLE BODY WERE THE EAR, WHERE BE THE SMELLING?

sometimes we just don't know...

we were just over at the chateau squalking about reality shows, (namely the a - list),  and we really can not participate much as we do not enjoin those types of programming.... we believe the maxim that we put forth was: our life is real enough; please don't send more reality.

all good clean fun. right?

we log off & go back to current events...
then  we hear a voice from over the ether.....
we look at the television, and there's an erstwhile lover acting his big heart out on an episode of Law & Order.....
(you've seen him, he is unforgettable as character actor, of both film and television).

hint: magnifecint schnozzola.....

brilliant.

then we thought of those boys from the a-list ....
all of them look as if they would be insulted & upset if per chance one bumped into them and one failed to realize their stardom....

the schnoz, on the other hand, would be pleased to meet you & not expect you to know his stardom, and would not bring it up....

mmh...
our life is real enough...

we rest our case...

qw

when we were nineteen, (back before electricity), this could have been we...

this is good,,, but where are those playboy photos where the guy wears bandanas as a swimsuit???.... HOT

don't worry gams...
we will be bringing you to court very, very soon...

qw

mitten Drinn'en

scott... you see this?......

oh my dear...
your voice is a choir of angels to me....
(you sound just like harvey fierstein)
too sexxy!!!
OHH!

ok, i'm back...
"and that's why the good lord invented the high tide".....
& you know everything...
...even me!

sorry 'bout yo luck....



oh, my dearest camel smokin' norma....
consider yourself pinned...

xoxoxoxxxo
qw

so much for doing the right thing....

mmm....

like a good boy...

qw

no money, no honey.......

....so says the korean shop-keep that just fronted me a pack of tobacco at the corner bodega -

this is the last outfit we have clean -

of coarse this is not us....
and boxes do come in different sizes -
ours is a one piece...

qw

enough with the maudlin already...... because i'm a wally, W-A-L-L-Y...

... i'll say it again....


'cause i'm a waaaaally...


W-A-L-L-Y -

qw

that's right!