I’m not a flake.

My internet freaked out AGAIN today.  Sorry!   Posts should be back on regular schedule (whatever that means) by Monday.   I will continue to try to get the gossip out in short little bursts in the meantime, even though I’m busy as HELL.  And if you’re into history, rest assured that I will  – at the very least — do the “On This Day in History” posts.

*  Please do visit my friend-folk in the BLOGROLL.   I’ll  be back like after midnight Pacific Standard Time tonight.

Thanks for your patronage,

“Anners”

On This Day in History: James Purefoy Edition

* Not a lot of ground-breaking stuff happened in the “History of the World” today.  I did stay up for like an hour, looking for pictures of James Purefoy, though, and that was pretty hot.  My sissy thinks he’s creepy looking, but she’s sorta dumb!   Just kidding.  I think he’s a classy, interesting, and stimulating bloke. 
1692 –   Salem Witch Trials: Five women are hanged for witchcraft in Salem, Massachusetts.  Arthur Miller wrote a play about this called the Crucible.   Daniel Day-Lewis starred in the movie along with Winona Ryder, the shoplifter.

1848 –  The two day Women’s Rights Convention opens in Seneca Falls, New York and the “Bloomers” are introduced at the feminist convention. 

1879 —  Doc Holliday makes his first killing after a dude shoots up his New Mexico saloon.   There should be a rapper named Doc Holliday.  That’s a cool name.

* There are James Purefoy pics ad nauseum if you continue reading.  I went a little overboard!

Rock Bottom. Literally.

I forgot to do a post on the situation Britney Spears and her momma are having lately.  Last I heard she like slapped her moms or something.   Bad Britney!  Bad, Bad!   Rihanna, if you’re paying any bloody attention — this is what the hell Bad Girls do — they clock their mommas!   Whatevers.  

I don’t know where the hell Britney Spears is in these pictures, but I do know that her booty is showing, that she needs to invest in longer garments, and that she is falling the hell apart.

Those shoes would look great with assless, denim chaps.

Here’s Brooke Hogan shopping at her favorite store, Saks Fifth Avenue.   I mean Payless.   I hate to say it, but this girl has no class — and not because she’s shopping for cheap ass shoes, because money doesn’t buy class and vice versa. 

By the way, why aren’t fashion designers making over these clueless slags anymore?  Remember when Versace took Courtney Love under their wing?   She looked nice!  Can they do the same thing for Brooke, except maybe put twice as many people on it?   Please?  Before she slips into those Denim Chaps again?  Thanks! 

Is Paolo hot?

I missed the last two episodes of Footballers Wives and since my internet decided to stop working, I caught up tonight.   Anyways, last week, Tanya Turner was en route back to England and she met the newest Earl’s Park footballer at the airport — Paolo — a Brazilian bloke with a small head.   Of  course, she’s all into him from jump street, and thanks to some hardcore turbulance on the plane they snog like crazy.

Why am I recapping this in detail?  Who has time for this shit?  Long story short:  Paolo has an old ass slag of a girlfriend and she and Tanya are beating each others asses in the next episode.  

Liberty and Tremaine got married and he found out about her lesbian affair with her polish assistant and he yelled at her hardcore (which was cool, cuz I hate that fug slag and he’s way too hot for her!)

Shannon and that squeaky dude she’s shagging are still  dealing with his mothers quasi cancer.   

Bruno’s still trying to get Lucy back, but she doesn’t want to deal with his shit anymore.   I’d forgive his ass though, because he wears really nice clothes and he has a booty you could pinch with pliers or something.

What the hell am I talking about?   Is anyone watching this season?  Is Paolo hot?   There’s no bloody gossip to report anywhere in the world!   Don’t be surprised if the next post is about Larry King’s Priapism or Petrarch’s letter to posterity.  

P.S.  I am so sorry if anyone actually read this.

              

Technical Difficulties

Sorry peeps!  But my internet pipeline was down for hours!   Plus I was real busy.   

 Here’s a pic of Danae’s son, Perseus to keep you occupied whilst I get my shit together and dredge up some gossip.   Yeah, that’s Harry Hamlin playing Perseus, the mythic hero who chopped off Paris Hilton’s Medusa’s head in Clash of The Titans — the greatest AWFUL film ever made.   I should be back in a few with some actual posts.

Laters,

Anna