Category: pocket full of dirty tissue

Hmmm, there’s an rather long post up on The Daily Beast that provides 15 Ways to Predict Divorce. Normally, I tend to gloss over these kind of lists. Not because I don’t think there’s any merit, there’s always something new to learn; but quite honestly, I’m not even close to getting married. I hardly need to waste energy on reasons said imaginary union might wind up in Splitsville. You know what I’m saying?


But there was one interesting fact that caught my attention:

If you’re a female serial cohabiter—a woman who has lived with more than one partner before your first marriage—then you’re 40 percent more likely to get divorced than women who have never done so.

WOMP.

So what do you think it is? Are women too quick to move in with the person they’re currently dating? And therefore, become overly comfortable packing it up when the slightest ‘ish hits the fan? Or is it just that women who have never lived & left just don’t know when to call it quits?

I for one, am remain very on the fence about the idea of co-habitation before an engagement. Not that I see anything wrong with it for other people. But after all these years, I know Mitzi. And I really, really like having a significant amount of personal space. So to have to share a living space 24/7… Whew. Let’s just say, not only will I need to love that man to death but there are def going to be those moments when I’m going to need a good TANGIBLE reason not to call U-Haul. And real talk? An engagement is prob the best answer for that. *kanye shrug*

But bigger than all the girl issues- isn’t it weird that there were no statistics offered for those men have lived with more than one partner? Cause I certainly know more than my fair share of those….

*side-eye*

In another one of those classic, who does ‘ish like this with all the access to the modern day information highway? Connecticut Attorney General Blumenthal who is currently running for a seat in the United States, has been caught BLATANTLY lying about his service in Vietnam. And not like, he was saying he was on the front lines but really he was on e of the lucky ones that made it to the rank of an officer and served his time in a remote office. Nope. Homeboy never even stepped FOOT in Vietnam… to tune of at least five deferments over the course five years.


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Now this grown ass fool is saying that while “his intention has always been to be completely clear and accurate and straightforward, out of respect to the veterans who served in Vietnam,” he might have “misspoken” about his service during various.

Misspoken? Really? So is that what lawyers and politicians are calling lying nowadays? Hmm… duly noted.

The sad part, is I’ll bet there were a WHOLE lot of young men who fought and were injured in that war and families that lost loved ones whom probably WISH they could’ve gotten one, let alone FIVE deferments from the draft. Shaking my head.

*cough, LAME, cough*

WOW, I can’t believe it’s been almost a MONTH since the BP oil explosion and subsequent leak in the Gulf… And it’s still going strong. According to this morning’s NYT BP engineers finally achieved some success at containment on Sunday when they used a mile-long pipe to capture some of the oil and divert it to a drill ship on the surface of the well head. Some success? Hmmm… Now for the record, I’m all for keeping hope alive and whatnot. Howsomeva, not quite so sure that’s going to be much of a comfort when folks on South Beach are looking at smelly brown water with dead fish floating on the surface. I’m just saying.


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*jumps online to buy stock in rubber water shoes and book personal vacays in Europe and Africa for the next decade*

And in the latest lowbrow breaking news: Gucci Mane has been released from jail!!

And I’m so sure you’ll be happy to know that according to the prepared statement that he mumbled his way through, “the rap game is in need of substance and he’s here’s for the streets right on time.” Oh and my favoritest line of the painful, self-indulgent, three minute monologue- “Oh and now that I’m free. Ironically, I feel like the most wanted man in Georgia.”

*confused silence*

Um, who is this dude again? And more importantly, why in the unholy-illiterate- hell would his publicist EVER encourage him to read ANYTHING out loud in a public setting? SMH. Seriously? Two words- You’re. Fired.

Listen, will somebody please call Big Boi and tell him to get his ass off Martha Stewart’s morning show, go find Andre 3000 and get both their asses back in the studio TOGETHER? Not now but, RIGHT NOW. Thanks.

About a week or so ago, the patron saint of skanky chicks Courtney Love announced on Letterman that back in the day she frequently boned Gwen Stephanie’s fine ass husband Gavin Rossendale. Not really newsworthy except for the implication that Gavin was definitely dating Gwen when these alleged liaisons popped off.


*gags violently*

But honestly, aside from this being a mental picture that most of us would’ve easily lived our entire lives without, its not THAT big of a deal… Dirty chicks get around.

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But what I do find interesting are C-Love’s more recent comments about the glorious life of her va-jay-jay. Apparently the in a interview for FUSE, the self-proclaimed sex goddess credits her prowess in between the sheet to her jacked up grill. READ: she’s good a good lay because she’s got a face her mamma doesn’t even love.

*crickets*

You know, I’ve often heard my male friends discussing the pros and cons of keeping an ugly chick on stash for this very reason. Back in the day, they called it the paper Bag Theory- its a better lay as long as you don’t look at the face. *don’t judge us*

But I have to say, I didn’t really believe most of them. I always figured women went hard when 1) she liked the person she was having sex with and 2) the dude made it worth the effort. And if they’re so called ‘pretty’ girlfriend was a lazy lay it was because she was, well…. you do the math.

But maybe I was wrong. What do you think? Are “ugly” chicks (and dudes) swinging from chandeliers to distract from their appearance? Cause if so…

*adds homely right below STD-free on the list of qualities I’m looking for in a summer jump-off*

I’m just saying.

So Obama is in New York City this afternoon, popping off the warning shots at Wall Street bankers and financial industry lobbyists. Interesting. I’ll be curious to see how this one goes over. Although quietly, what I’m really wondering is how many of the execs at Goldman Sachs simply decided to take the day off to avoid the ridiculous amount of gridlock that’s about to shut down lower Manhattan. Since it’s so nice out and they’ve still got those ginormous bonuses to burn anyway… I’m just saying.


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And not for nothing, I can’t tell you the last time I watched an episode of South Park. To be honest, white frat boy humor has never really been my cup of tea or should I say bottle of beer. But there;s something kind of unsettling about the fact that an episode of a freaking cartoon can cause a terrorist group to issue death threats like they were coupons for Macy’s weekly 1-day sale.

*blank stare with 3 long blinks*

Dear Lord, I’m trying to be a better person in 20100 but there are moments I tell ya… There are moments.

Well all righty then.


So I just finished reading the related articles about the Georgia DA’s decision not to pursue sexual assault charges against Pittsburgh Steeler quarterback Ben Roethlisberger. Hmm… Although I’m gonna assume that dude is innocent of these charges- especially since the alleged victim refuses to press criminal charges- I’m just so confused as to why in the WORLD would this man put himself in this position any DAMN way??? Following the random drunk chick into a Georgia bar bathroom? Really Ben???


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Professional athletes are a special brood I tell you….

Here’s the thing- I understand that the rising prices of gasoline makes the cost of air travel ridiculous. So as much as I resent the idea, if I insist on checking a bag, then I simply suck it up and pony up the extra moolah. End of the story. But there is a limitation to the stupidity. And ladies and gentlemen, I do believe Spirit Airlines has jumped the shark.

According to Metro Newspaper, as of August 1st Spirit Airlines intends to charge passengers up to $45 for any carry-on luggage they store in the overhead compartments. No hun, you read that correctly- you can only bring one item that fits under your seat or you’re going to be charged an additional fee.

Oh and wait on it… when questioned about the new policy the smartass Chief Operating Officer of Spirit Ken McKenzie replied, “Bring less, pay less. It’s simple.”

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Err-um Kenny boy, how about this – More fees, less passengers. That’s simple too.

Seriously? This is ridiculous. How often does the average person board a plane to go somewhere that only requires one change of clothes and a toothbrush? So what, now you’re going to have folks blocking access to the aisles because they’re trying to cram an overnight bag under the seat to save $50.

Boo, hiss, boo.

So I just heard about the upcoming Vanity Fair feature story on the alledged mistresses of Tiger Woods….

CRICKETS

Yeah… Gotta be honest, not so sure this is a good look for VF. I’m just saying. It just feels way more than like an US Weekly exclusive than a full-length feature for such a great magazine. And not for nothing, I simply don’t want to hear anything else from a these trashy low-budget hookers.

Like when are their 15 minutes EVER going to be up??

It’s not like I’m suddenly going to feel badly for any of them. To the contrary, it only increases my disdain. For example, all of the women are chiming in on Tiger’s cheapness. One says, “All he ever bought me was a Subway sandwich,” another gripes that he flew her around in coach and the best is the one who he brought to his crib but never let her into the master bedroom.

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Man, listen, every single one of ya’ll are idiots. Every other week, Tiger Woods is included on a new and improved list of the wealthiest athletes on the PLANET. So if all you got outta that situation was sex in the garage and a sandwich, that’s your freaking fault.

The End.

It’s official, insurance company executives are spawn of the devil. According to today’s New York Times, lawyers for the insurance companies are now arguing that language in the new Health Care Bill is open to interpretation. And while the bill now requires them to pay the expenses generated from a child’s pre-existing conditions if the child is already covered by their parent’s policy, it DOES NOT require them sell new policies to children with pre-existing conditions.


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So essentially, if they find out that your child has a pre-existing condition before they offer coverage, they can charge you a more expensive penalty fee or simply refuse to cover your child at all. And the ‘availability’ coverage that requires that everyone receive insurance doesn’t go into effect until 2014.

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I. Can’t. How the hell do these people sleep at night?

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