Howl…for Lindsay Lohan

Cross-posted from the Shebeen Club.

Got this off Defamer. Yes, I can see Alan Ginsberg updating Howl just for the occasion. Lindsay Lohan is at least as consistently wasted as William S. Burroughs, although she is better-looking than he ever was and has not yet resorted to dealing. Clock ticking on that one, though.

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overheard at the Kingston…

Scarjo

“and she’s what? Thirty? And she’s a total has-been…” said the comfortably-upholstered blonde not that far from thirty herself, to her expensively-if-more-selectively-padded circle of friends. Once you get implants, you pretty much have to shop at Bebe because nothing else fits.

“Yes, she is. Yes, she is,” agreed the brunette chorus. “But she really used to have the body.”

“I know,” said one. “But who’d have thought it would be him who’d turn out to be the smart one? The stable one? The better one?”

“She’s so overweight now. She’ just…have you seen her? She’s trying for a comeback, but she’s just…over. She can’t do work. It’s sad, really. Ever since the baby…He’s got it together, he really does. What a shock.”

And I’m sitting there, staring into my Martini and occasionally pretending to read my book, but the fact is that trying to figure out who they’re talking about is far more compelling than reading about Michel Mauvais, his accurst offspring Charles Le Sorcier, and their various intrigues in the deserted and time-haunted Castle of No Name.

And I’m thinking Affleck? Nah! Because the fact is that not only can it not be said that Jennifer Garner has let herself go, but it must be said that Ben has had it going on for quite some time and being visibly relatively together shouldn’t be cause for shock among a table of pub-going strangers, even after Gigli, or so ya’d think.

But the blonde is going on…

It appears, it doth, that her boyfriend/husband/whatever works in the film business, and this star, whoever she is or once was (it’s the movies that got small!) was up here filming something, and that, while she was filming this movie for which she was paid several million dollars, some jewelry went missing from her wardrobe. Oh, not diamonds, says the blonde, nothing like that. Only about four thousand dollar’s worth. But gone it was, and not merely misplaced, but stolen. And found in the star’s possession.
And at this point I rule that nice Jennifer Garner out entirely.

“Yeah,” says a brunette. “Who’d have thought the one with his shit together would turn out to be K.Fed.

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quiz: are you a gentleman?

Oh dear. Does this mean I’m in for a big life change?


You Are 88% Gentleman


No doubt about it, you are a total gentleman.

You please the pickiest ladies, and you make everyone in a room feel comfortable.

Are You A Gentleman?

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latest Undignified Deaths news…

Got Gravity?

Also, headline of the day, from Fark as usual:

Cool, I found another geckoooOOoooooooooooohhhhhh

It seems that a nocturnal gecko-hunter, out for a quick 3am lizard-gathering in a cost-free initiative to feed his presumably ravenous snake (and really, haven’t we all heard that line about the snake and his appetites at 3am? well, exactly), opened a door in a disused building and pulled a Wile E. Coyote, only without the part where he lives afterwards. 45m straight down a shaft into a sewer.

News.com.au has the details…although it was generous of them to leave the fellow’s name off the report. In the absence of more information, we here at the ol’ raincoaster blog are presuming his middle name was Wayne.

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In-N-Out

Bad Clone

Alas, not the Godly American hamburger chain. No, indeed. In-n-out is my internet service lately. Blame Shaw Cable. Maybe it was the 24 Gawker Media windows I had open; perhaps the incredible hotness of the Herbal Essences guy melted the switches or summat. Things better get fixed before I teach my blogging class; very difficult to blog offline.

Not to mention that WordPress.com keeps logging me out and back in as another identity.

In any case, posting will be light until things simmer down. Either click the raincoaster randomizer on the right or check out my blogroll: it’s mightily pimped out!