So for the 3 people who actually look at my blog (and hopefully anyone else coming across it) I'd like to remind you all about this year's AIDS walk fund raising event held by AFAN on April 19th. Thanks to my friend Juwanna who works for AFAN, she graciously invited me (and anyone else willing) to join her team and walk for this great cause. Sponsorship and donations will also be greatly accepted. And not to toot my own horn, I happened to get the Rainbow Club Casino to donate 500 smackeroo's toward the cause! So if I can hustle money for something worth giving to, anyone can. If you want to join our team here is the LINK . And if you would like to donate money or sponsor please go HERE. Gracias!
So I just watched the season finale of United States of Tara, and what do you know? I was right! Well half-way right at least. So Tara confronts her "rapist" from boarding school, where she thought her trauma of the rape incident is what caused her to "separate" into her different personalities, and discovered that it was actually "T" who took on the two dudes and not Tara at all. By the way, SUPER funny when "T" reminds the dude (and his wife) that after she was done with each guy the two jocks continued the sexcapade with each other.
Anyway, all this meaning that she had multiple personalities before boarding school, thus supporting my theory that her dad or mom caused her trauma and molested or abused her in some way!! OK so I guess I shouldn't be so excited for guessing right about some fictional character's supposed molestation...but hell...I don't have many things to get excited about in my little world.
Now on to looking forward to The Tudors and seeing my future new husband Eric Scheaffer every Sunday!
Maybe it's just that I'm not completely retarded, but I seem to always figure out the "Big Secret" that a TV series will lead up to for an entire season. I do it with movies and books as well, so if there is a story or film that totally catches me by surprise I will rave about it to anyone who listens, because it's such a rarity.
The newest show, with a big secret, to strike my fancy is United States of Tara. At first I totally thought I had this one in the bag, but after the latest episode (I have On Demand so I can watch one episode ahead every week...it fucking rocks!) I am no longer positive, and I'm split between a couple theories.
First I thought that Tara's dad (or both parents) had something to do with her trauma. I mean it cannot be so obvious that that dude at her boarding school raped her like they have been implying. If that was the case then what would be the point of the show? I think it had to have something to do with her parents because "Gimme" made his first appearance when her parents came to visit (peeing on the dad while he slept), and the fact that anytime her sister is questioned about anything she brushes the whole ordeal off like it's nothing. This is either because she knows it was the dad and doesn't want to face it, or because it happened to her as well. The fact that "Gimme" came out again when Tara and her sister were both getting massages might have also brought back another memory of them being molested. Plus, why the hell did the parents send Tara to boarding school and not the other sister? Almost like they were sending her off so she would be out of the way and not say anything about what was going on.
My second theory, although not as strong, is that her room mate at boarding school had something to do with what happened to Tara. She claims that Tara started messing with her boyfriend or something, and we all know how vindictive and cruel rich, boarding school bitches can be so possible they threw that in there to completely through us off.
I'm pretty sure my first theory is right and if they don't reveal SOMETHING in next week's season finale I'm going to be super pissed (i.e. The L Word)!
Everyone that knows me knows my love for the Misfits. As hard as it is to narrow down one band and call it your favorite, I can proudly say that they are my favorite. My first tattoo was a green fiend skull, and I absolutely love Glenn Danzig no matter how many videos on youtube there are of him getting knocked out with one punch.
So I find it really really amusing and adorable that my two year old daughter loves The Misfits like she does. Some might think that I of course pushed and forced the kid to love them just because I do, but that is so far from the truth. I mean this kid is into Elmo, Mickey Mouse, and Barbies so it's not like I'm bombarding her with horror punk 24/7. One day I was watching a Misfits video on youtube and she came and sat beside me and asked, "What's that mama?". I told her "It's The Misfits, but it's scary so go play with Daddy". But she wouldn't budge. I thought the skeleton dude would freak her out but she loved him, and when it was over she screamed "again!". She made me play that damn video 20 times that night. So I showed her a couple different ones so I wouldn't get completely sick of that one song, and she dug those even more. Then things started to click and she started recognizing the Misfits stuff I had around the apartment. Like my posters, pictures, and clothes. And she was like "wow!".
So now here I have a toddler who knows the lyrics to American Psycho, and Dig up Her Bones. I know people in my family are probably having a conniption fit about me letting her watch them, but I honestly don't care. I think it's great that she is exposed to different things at an early age. Life doesn't always have to only be about "The Wiggles" and "Little People" all the time. She genuinely loves music so much, so how can I deprive her of it?
I just think it's awesome that she is a little fiend!
I know there has been tons of hype around this man as of late, because of The Wrestler. And it's well deserved because both he and the film are incredible. But I have been rooting for this guy ever since I discovered who he was. I remember I was watching Sin City and my husband was like "I think that's Mickey Rourke playing Marv". So I'm like, "who's Mickey Rourke?", and my ever eloquent film-loving husband says, "He's the dude that fucked the hell out of Denise from the Cosby Show, in a pool of pig's blood, in this movie I saw once". Oh! That Mickey Rourke.
I soon after saw him in the movie Domino, and fell in love with his "fuck you all" attitude. And then once I saw 9 1/2 weeks it was over for me. I would let him dominate me and throw money on me as I crawl on hands and needs in his luxury Manhattan apartment any day.
And yes, just like the rest of the world I find what has happened to his face to be unfortunate. I understand that some people do not age well, but to add plastic surgery on top of it doesn't make it any better. So whenever someone criticizes him for looking like Joan Rivers I have to stop them short and say, "hey fucker, he was once one hot piece of ass in his day!"
I would still give him a whirl, even now. He just seems like the type of guy that would take you on a night out on the town, get you really tossed and coked out, maybe slap you around a bit, and then wake up the next morning in a room full of hookers without him anywhere in sight. Yum!
I didn't think anything could beat the cattiness of those Orange County bitches, but these New York chicks are fucking fierce. Apparently in Orange County you don't actually have to have a braincell in your head or an ounce of class as long as you have two implants and an Amex card. But it is some tough work to be able to hang with those Upper West Side cougars that is for sure. These bitches are educated, well traveled, scurry from one social circle to the next, and will not hesitate to talk shit about you right to your face! It's awesome!
Now lets talk about the characters of this season and last. I think the Bethany chick and the Jill chick are fucking hilarious. I love how Bethany isn't "having it" when it comes to anyone or anything, but yet she still has a vulnerable side to her. She is a strong, single independent woman who has made a name for her self in a man's world (as a chef) and I think she is fabulous. Jill is the typical Jewish American Princess. Also a no-nonsense kind of chick that I wouldn't want to piss off. She has a typical overweight Jewish American Princess daughter who she has sent to Paris to get some class and learn a new language, and yet she still isn't smart enough to not wear heels while touring Versailles.
Then we come to Alex and Simon. Where to start? There are already tons of blogs out there about how much these two pretentious fools fail at life, so I won't linger here too long. Now everyone knows my hatred for people who brag about their children and these people take the fucking cake. Not two seconds can go by without having to proclaim some amazing feat that these two children can perform, and yet there is nothing spectacular about that as far as I can see. I have never even heard the little Francois bastard say one word in french. And naming your other son Johan after naming the first one Francois is just plain child abuse. Plus, the chick's head looks like Frankenstein and she needs to invest some of her pretend money in a new jaw realignment.
Ramona simply has Adult ADHD and needs some Aderal as soon as possible please. She has Hershey squirt mouth which is like diarrhea of the mouth but more sporadic.
Now we come to Luanne. Oh Luanne Luanne Luanne. Such a beautiful fabulous woman but good god get over yourself! The scene where she corrects her friend by demanding that she be introduced to the limo driver as Mrs. Delassicunt (or whatever her name is) just made me want to puke as much as she did back when she was a model. Then in season two she does it again! She gets royally pissed off when someone again introduces her by her first name only. What the fuck is the problem here?? She is supposedly writing a book on etiquette and manners and yet she gets a F minus in social compassion and equality of the human race.
Now I have always loved those documentaries Discovery channel used to do on the crazy ass pageant moms and their "soon to be needing constant approval as an adult and will probably sleep with many men" daughters. And now there is an actual series on it every week. As much as I feel sorry for those little girls, and feel that they are being objectified and exploited, I cannot help but watch the fabulous drama of these mothers!
And can we talk about Pageant Dad please? Thanks. Ummmm ok, does anyone else notice that he is a homosexual or is it just me? His quote alone of "I can't change a tire but I can sew on rhinestones" is enough evidence for me. I don't really understand what kind of arrangement is going on in that marriage but something is definitely amiss in that household. Maybe the wife just thinks it's cheaper to keep up her husband's facade then it is to hire a pageant coach and make-up artist? Either way, she will be coming home to hubby and the daughter's dance coach making sweet love soon enough.
I, like many people, have a habit of researching things that I am interested in. If I come across something that sparks my interest and I would like to know more about it, I of course, try to educate myself as best that I can. Just like everyone else I had a set idea in my mind about Dissociative identity disorder (or as it used to be called, Multiple Personality Disorder). I've read "Sybil", and have seen 'The Three Faces of Eve". Sybil really showed prime examples of the exact type of abuse that can cause DID to occur. But after reading stories from real people who have this condition and who have endured horrific trauma as children, I am starting to understand exactly why DID happens.
When children experience these types of abuses there innocent little minds do not, and can not, comprehend or endure them. So they separate from themselves to escape and create an alternate personality to replace them who can endure the trauma. That is just my simple way to define it, although it so much more complex then that. After reading some of the stories from people with DID it makes complete sense how this disorder creates itself in order to deal with what happened to them.
These survivors who have shared their stories and allowed me to hear them are some of the bravest souls I will probably ever encounter in my life. To keep going back to that "place" requires more strength then I think I could ever muster. No child should experience these kinds of things, and I will never for the life of me understand how a human being could perform these atrocious acts on a child. If ever I thought my childhood was hard I have been so so completely wrong. I am really really blessed and thankful that I've never had an adult treat me as if I was not alive like that, and that I haven't had to 'separate" because what I was enduring was so bad that my little soul would just shut down.
More and more I am seeing things that make me realize that all my complaints about life are such bullshit. I should thank "god" or whoever every single second for what I haven't had to experience and for what I have. My parents weren't perfect but I at least experienced love and nurturing. Right now I want to hold Olivia just a little bit tighter and closer and be so thankful that she gets hugged, kissed, and told she is loved 40 thousand times a day.
Those survivors are truly amazing people with such expressive and beautiful minds. And I wish that I could just wipe out all the bad people in this world. If I had one wish that is what it would be to do.