Nazis for Gay Pride

Here's the Mayor of San Francisco, Gavin Newsom, and his fiancee Jennifer Siebel "saluting" the crowd at the 38th annual SF LGBT Pride Parade. Who knew he was into Nazis? And so nice to see him adopting Michelle Obama's famous "terrorist fist jab!"

Amy Winehouse: Hot Junkie Mess

Since I use my blog to listen to my cool tunes now, I couldn't stand the tits staring out from me first thing...I mean, they are cute tits, but here's the thing: Miss Lewd Lavolita is torn between being as fucking lewd as possible and fronting as a classy lady, but really I'm a Hamburger-Helper-raised, spit-on-the-streets-raised and so sometimes there is conflict (agita if you will)

Whateves. I ain't no punk-ass psychologist, but I play one on the blogosphere. Here's Amy Winehouse at the Glastonbury Fair '08...my analysis is "She's totally cracked out and I think the fan may have been some kind of freak that was into that kinda thing. I mean the girl weighs what 60 pounds?! Her face doesn't look particularly pissed off....eh, the bitch is CRAZY! Enjoy!

Summertime Boobs and Other Fun Stuff

Yesterday I went to the Dyke March in SF and lemme tell you: Dykes this year like to show their boobs more than last year! Here's a pair of SF Boobs (a la Dave Chappelle's great "NY Boobs" skit!)


There were parts that felt like Mardi Gras, seriously. With beads being thrown for boobs shown, it's cool. I'm down with women liberating their tits and all, but I am definitely more modest.

Anyway, I had fun yesterday, got lifted, hung out with some pals, marched and then ate some yummy Indian food...I had to walk home though!!! I walked like mad yesterday! The buses were all delayed and shit...for those who know SF: The march was in Dolores Park, it marched down from there to Guerrero and then back up 16th street to Market & Castro. Then, after dinner, I had to walk from the resto (nr Castro Mkt) all the way to my house near Divisadero and Sutter!!! Mad trek. I take it easy today.

So, I also want to post something for all the kiddies! Here is a list of other fun shit you can do in the summer:

1) Play Tennis!


2) Visit your local beach/lake/pond/water spot.


3) Drink Beer OUTSIDE!


This is some random ass pic I found online of one in Astoria Queen NYCers!

4) Take a fucking hike


5) Vacate.


Alternately, you can do what I'm doing...


HAVE A GREAT SUMMER FELLOW BLOG SLUTS

It's Not Easy Going Green

I'm happily reading Gorgeously Green by Sophie Uliano. It's got the Oprah seal of approval, so you know I'm all over it.

Since moving out West, I've definitely become more granola, but not in the Birkenstocks-I-wanna-look-like-Jesus kind of way, no. My body and mind led me to the decision to make a conscious effort to be more green. If our country wasn't stuck in a two-party system, I would totally join the Green Party. My ethics and morals are more aligned with what that party believes, but I got to vote for Obama!!!

Anyway, I got side-tracked: so I'm reading this book and lemme tell you! Capitalism has led to toxic chemicals being put in every fucking thing!!! Dishwashing liquid, face creams, lotions, soaps, household cleaning products, even....vinyl shower curtains!!! This bitch can make an argument for everything. I am slowly going green though.

I kind of explained above how my mind led me to this place, well here's where it gets super real:

I started getting red, irritated itchy-ass armpits!!! I had contact dermatitis, which is a fancy way for saying "skin irritation most likely called by some toxic chemicals you put on or in your body!!! (eeeewww, there's so many gross pics on google pics of different kinds of contact dermatitis, mine's looked kind of like this - mild, thank goodness!)

I saw a pattern emerge, when I wore deodorant (and I'm talking Tom's of Maine and that Crystal Stick shit, already "natural") my pits would get irritated. Also when I shaved (now I use all natch shave cream and moisty strip razor and it's better) it would get fucked....now I am a lotion and pure cornstarch girl. That's all that goes on my pits and I am liberated!!!


Now that I have slowly begun incorporating eco-friendly products and ways on living in my life, I feel like, "Uh it's not enough!" Whateves. I'm of the world-on-your-shoulders-type.

Alright, gotta head off and start my day...Go Green!!! Do it! Just be conscious of what you consume and ways you can reduce, reuse and recycle! I also really recommend her book, of course.

Oprah and her best friend Gayle

Gym Rat Potheads for Obama

I have been generally feeling more grateful and peaceful lately. Ever since I came back from NYC, I've been full of positive energy. I've been working out everyday. My new motivating motto:

Work Out or Be Fat - Your Choice

Word. I know it may seem stark and cruel, but this kind of thinking is necessary for me to only miss a workout for a good reason. At least 30 minutes a day of something. I want to be fit and trim (prepare the body years in advance for pregnancy - I am WOMAN hear my ROAR!)

The mind is a whole other story.
Pothead by Bob Dob

Yes, it continues. I can't even say I care too much. It is my one vice. Sue me. I'll shape up when I have to.

I'm doing my best not to put other aspects of my life on hold and this, I am sure, is contributing the the overall feeling of optimism.
That and a little...



Ay ay ay! Future pres and first lady ya'll! Intelligent, beautiful, progressive...ay, I quiver with excitement!!! Vote betches!

Why I Love Barbie

She is plastic and beautiful.


She comes in different varieties, all the same shape.


Okay so this one is a piece by Andras Kallai. "Fat Barbie." 2006


(I admit maybe Barbie doesn't teach little girls an exactly healthy version of what it means to be a beautiful woman, but my loyalty to Barbie runs deep. Like programmed from birth Catholic-guilt kind of deep. Yeah.)

So back to worshipping Barbie. I used to collect them, but moving around necessited the selling of said dolls. I remember my favorties were Puerto Rican (of course), Chilean, and French CanCan (from like the '80s!)...the following claims to be the first Barbie commercial - Oh boy! "Barbie I want to be you"...


Mod Francie, loves it!


Now I'm just on a roll. Figured I should show something that better represents what I was infiltrated (assimilated?) with...1980s Barbie (the selling of product to children in the '80s was fucking insane!)


Anyway, here's the PR Barbie, miss you girl (as I shed a tear haha...)


One thing I hope the vids have made clear...Dressing Barbie is F-U-N!!! Alright, I admit I used to make Barbie pornos alright. My sisters and I we are all guilty. I'd probably post them if I had them digitally. They are classic.



I was also fond of giving Barbie extreme makeovers (crazy haircuts, tattoos, piercings, amputations, whatever)




And of course you gotta love Redneck Barbie...


And I hope to take a cue from this Barbie in the next five years or so...


When I'm ready to give up this kind of lifestyle maybe



Damn I can go on forever, but even Barbie has to go to work. Peace.

"Their stuff is shit and your shit is stuff"

RIP George Carlin, you foul-mouthed son-of-a-bitch (1937 - 2008)

George Carlin died yesterday of heart failure. He was one of my favorite (if not my favorite) comedian. I remember watching the following skit when I was a child and loving it. His comedy stands the test of time. Here it is: George Carlin on STUFF

The New York Times did a really nice article on him. Check it out here:

http://www.nytimes.com/2008/06/24/arts/24appr.html?hp

Here he is getting arrested for being a bad-ass in the '70s...

And here he is as he will be remembered (2004)...Cool until the end. Word.

Papaphobia

Fear of the Pope


Be afraid, be very afraid

Check out this wesbite for a ridiculously long-lists of phobias to choose from! Extra! Extra! Get your neuroses here!

http://www.coolquiz.com/trivia/didyouknow/phobia.asp

Why YOU my bi-brown-gay-asian-dyke-black-native am-tranny-bi/multiracial friend should MOVE TO THE STICKS!

From the Associated Press today:

Oregon man wins Great American Think-Off

NEW YORK MILLS, MINN. -- An Oregon man is the winner of this year's Great American Think-Off, a national philosophy competition that gives ordinary people the chance to debate some of life's perplexing questions.

This year's question: "Does immigration strengthen or threaten the United States?"

Craig Allen, of West Linn, Ore., won a gold medal Saturday after a live audience in New York Mills decided he was most convincing when arguing that the system of immigration and immigration policy is broken. He says it encourages an influx of illegal immigrants and poses a threat to the country.

During the debate, the four Think-Off finalists touched on what it means to be an American and stressed that American identity is evolving.

The debate is held by the New York Mills Regional Cultural Center, a nonprofit organization dedicated to expanding the cultural and creative opportunities of rural Americans. New York Mills is a farming town of some 1,200 people in central Minnesota, about 170 miles northwest of Minneapolis.

The silver medal winner was Deana Cavaliere from Richfield, Minn., who argued that immigrants of diverse cultures have created a mix of ideas that makes America an innovative and wealthy country.

The other two finalists received bronze medals. Tom Bailey of Nashville, Tenn., argued that immigration strengthens the U.S., and Nick Thayer of St. Cloud, Minn., argued that it threatens the country.
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I went to graduate school at the University of New Hampshire - the second whitest state in the Union! I am apt to tell friends that I didn't truly realize I was "marginal/other" until I moved there. My time there was crazy and boring, filled with interesting experiences, both positive and negative. I experienced racism and a warm open curiosity. One thing is for sure during my time there: I was always looking forward to getting the hell on outta there and back into some city, any city, ASAP! It crossed my mind a few times that NH really needs some browning up (a little queer spice thrown in for good measure wouldn't hurt either, though that community was better represented than Latinos) and maybe I should consider staying. That thought lasted for maybe 1/2 a second. I felt there was nothing there for me; people didn't get me. Okay I'll just say it: It was too white! I need to be where brown people are! I admit it! I need to live in a place where a black midget tranny can walk freely with nary the second glance. This reason is why I am proud to call San Francisco and Brooklyn my homes.



All that said, you may be wondering, "Why the title? Why the urge to my diverse ilk to part ways with the concrete jungle and head on out to Bend, head on out to NH, head on out to New York Mills Minnesota? Because we need to reach our diverse tentacles out into the country...it brings a smile to my face when I hear that immigrants are making communities in smaller US cities (keep it going, keep moving to the center...). I admire those who can make the leap, those who spread their multiculti seeds far and wide. I am aware that a browning does not necessarily directly correspond to a more open diverse community (CA Republican Latino majority case in point?), but, politics aside, it does foster acceptance. I would imagine that most college towns, like UNH, can be diverse lil microcosms, drowning in a sea of blah.


I'm not sure I've made a convincing argument on why you should move to the sticks, but if you have the courage and inclination, DO IT! (Lord knows I won't!)