Always catty; never batty

Dad is enthusing over how much weight he's lost now that he eats v. little rice.

Dad: Look at how small my stomach is now!
Me: Oh, they make shapewear in your size now, then?
Dad: *grumble*

Takes one to know one

I still can't believe Amy Winehouse is dead. I always knew it was a matter of time, but not this soon. Her legacy is 2 measly albums and a shitload of pictures of her looking like shit warmed over. 

Surprisingly (for me), Russell Brand's blog/letter was uncommonly articulate and compassionate:

All addicts, regardless of the substance or their social status share a consistent and obvious symptom; they're not quite present when you talk to them. They communicate to you through a barely discernible but un-ignorable veil. Whether a homeless smack head troubling you for 50p for a cup of tea or a coked-up, pinstriped exec foaming off about his ‘speedboat' there is a toxic aura that prevents connection. They have about them the air of elsewhere, that they're looking through you to somewhere else they'd rather be. And of course they are. The priority of any addict is to anaesthetise the pain of living to ease the passage of the day with some purchased relief."

...

Whether this tragedy was preventable or not is now irrelevant. It is not preventable today. We have lost a beautiful and talented woman to this disease. Not all addicts have Amy's incredible talent. Or Kurt's or Jimi's or Janis's; some people just get the affliction. All we can do is adapt the way we view this condition, not as a crime or a romantic affectation but as a disease that will kill.

To put it mildly, it was a welcome relief from the moronicity of tweets from the likes of Rihanna or Kelly Clarkson, to name just two. Essentially: "I don't understand how such things like this can happen... I'm soooooo devastated. Condolences to her family."

Honorable mention goes to Rick Ross (who?) for the following:

Wanted to collab w/ Amy Winehouse...r.i.p...smoking 1 in your memoryyy!!

Mate, really?

Boys vs. Girls

Enfant Terrible and I are walking around in the mall and we spot a Baskin Robbins kiosk displaying a promotional poster.

Me: OooooOOOh, Captain America!
Him: Mmmm... ice cream.

To wit:

Serious pec pic from The Pop Herald

Although I greatly prefer the more streamlined version:

srsly hot pic from KellyOlexa.com (who wins for her Monday Manjoyment category)

How to stop a conversation

Scene: Bro2 is all dressed up and on his way out to a night on the town. Coincidentally, Dad has just returned from one. 

Dad: Wah, wear so nice to go where huh? 

Bro2: Bintang Palace la. 

Dad: WAH. So expensive, man, that place. Even I don’t dare to go there! 

Bro2: Expensive meh. 

Dad: Expensive la. My friend went there last time and spent 4-5 thousand ringgit! 

Me: Why, what did he break?

Chasing shadows in the sun

One day, a link I followed led to an “article” on who was out and proud in Hollywood. The only surprise was Jonathan Knight, formerly of NKOTB. The only other vaguely interesting thing was that it included Johnny Weir.