Saturday, June 12, 2010

so, where's the glee?



come to think of it, there was. quite a lot maybe. but i'd rather focus on the un-glee for the simple reason that this, in case you haven't noticed, is a hate blog.

• the holes. they were wide agape and nobody was interested in closing them. like for example, why did jesse suddenly hate rachel? his little speech in episode 21 was lame. and why did little drama queen rachel did not act like it was the end of the world when she found out her mother did not want to be her mom? etcetera. etcetera.

• quinn's mom's alibi. she threw out her philandering husband then she wanted her pregnant kid back? hello!!


• rachel and finn coming from behind at regionals. rachel already did that at sectionals. they're not running out of choreography ideas for new directions this early, are they?

• vocal adrenaline's number. over-produced. over-choreographed. no one could possibly sing live moving on stage like that in real life. ask madonna.

• jonathan groff couldn't keep a straight face. and, yes, i'm talking about his gender. neil patrick harris doesn't act gay when his role is not gay, right?

• sue's closet softie. okay, that wasn't so bad. but they should keep it to a minimum, obviously.

• quinn screaming "let me go" while giving birth in sync with vocal adrenaline's bohemian rhapsody performance. way too cheesy.


• to sir with love. cheesier than cheesy. and you know what i hate the most? i actually had to go grab some kleenex. what a gleetard!

images grabbed from here, here and here.

Friday, June 11, 2010

sorry gaga but i'm not shocked




here's a quick rundown of what was supposed to make me, or you for that matter, fall off the chair but didn't.

[1] sex, sex and more sex. but who's counting?

[2] skin. wouldn't you be more flabbergasted if everyone was all covered up?

[3] s & m. leather and metal have been used and abused and, therefore, don't do anything for anyone anymore.

[4] satanic imagery. yeah, yeah. bring it on. as if it will freak anyone out these days.

[5] parody of madonna's cone bra in the form of an m-16. hilarious but, as copycats go, it somehow fails to deliver the goods.

you know, even the video's 2.6 million plus plus views on you tube in two days doesn't draw a series of oohs and aahs from me. why not, she was on time's 100 most influential, wasn't she?

*****

now, a not-so-quick rundown of what actually shocked me.

[1] all those half naked men. no, not their quantity. and, no, not their abs either. it was their hair, all cut in three stooges fashion which i found oh so disturbing they gave me a bad dream.

[2] lady gaga's hair. i don't have hair fetish but did she honestly expect to pull off a music video that's laced with sex from start to finish with her crowning glory like that? i am scandalized, seriously.

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lady gaga has basically two problems here. first, it is extremely difficult to top one shocking video after another. second, what's even more difficult is to be a successful newbie and be compared to the legend that is madonna. but still you gotta hand it to gaga. this girl knows how to have fun. er, cyndi lauper, is that you?!?

debt comes for the archbishop


noynoy aquino has been getting a lot of unsolicited advice lately. today he got one from archbishop oscar cruz who oppines that it would be wrong for the new president to heed the recommendation, also unsolicited i bet, of his sister who happens to be the queen of all media to assign government posts to boy abunda, dingdong dantes and ogie alcasid to whom the aquino family, well, as you and me know, owes a debt of gratitude.

i think the key word here is separation: one, separation of church and state, which the devout philippine populace has made a mockery of ever since its inception; and two, that of showbiz and politics, which is a mockery in itself.


just my, uh, unsolicited two cents, mr. president.

image manipulated from photos grabbed from here and here.

Thursday, June 10, 2010

boynoy



without her having to admit it, any not-so-stupid head would know that it was her. who else will have the gall to tell noy to make boy tourism secretary? mar roxas and the liberals? conrado de quiros? come on.

with due respect to mr. abunda—i bet he's got a pair of clean hands that most public officials cannot claim to have—baby sister krissy should just shut up. her brother just landed the hottest seat in the land. there is absolutely no need for her to make it hotter than hottest.

image manipulated from photos grabbed from boy here, here and here.


Wednesday, June 9, 2010

glee-less country



















just came across this facebook shoutout: i'm more interested in glee's season finale than the proclamation of our new president.

now, ever wonder why there's no glee living in this country? hey you, try leaving.

image manipulated from photos grabbed from here and here.

Monday, June 7, 2010

scary posh



oh, she's posh spice? but i thought she's scary spice! look, that head has grown frighteningly too big for the body. or the body has shrunk too small for the head. or... whatever.

images grabed from here, here and here.

Saturday, June 5, 2010

cocky tale











there's a fee for being cocky? of course, they meant corkage, silly. but then again, why not? yeah, make arrogant badasses pay! though a hundred baht (or roughly 3 usd) is a tad too cheap, don't you think?

Friday, June 4, 2010

of bread and slippers



this is exactly the kind of slipper that one cannot wear when one is desperately hungry...


image grabbed from here.




plants vs. shoebies


"the book project shoe fleur: a footwear fantasy began with a picture of a leaf I had taken for a client,' says michel tcherevkoff. 'the leaf was turned upside down and I remember saying out loud to no one in particular, ‘that leaf looks like a shoe.’ And, after a move here and a twist there, I had created my first shoe fleur..."
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the flowers, er, shoes are exquisite. in form, they could rival the manolos of this world and turn misters louboutin and choo a little green with envy. luckily for the three kings of shoebizdom, they have no reason whatsoever to compete with these objets d'art for they exist only in the mind of the artist tcherevkoff and all the lovely, lovely pictures he took.

images and quoted part grabbed from here.