“Share three classic movie moments that have, in some shape or form, made you buy things, do things, think things that perhaps you shouldn't have.”

What an intriguing Meme. So many bad things to Meme about and I just adore Meme’ng and casting the Meme onto other people and making them Meme about the same Meme.

Meme Meme – Meh – Meme Meme Meme.

I have already stated in response to Mizi's meme, who having tagged me that I was under the influence of Olivia Newton-John-Lattanzi-Easterling one night in 1983 when I wore a pair of red spandex pants out and about to a certain notorious homosexual establishment.

Bad Inspiration:

I was totally hot.




One of Mitzi’s favorite movies that ultimately forced her to buy foot scrub featured a soundtrack of Mama Cass Elliot. I remember as a small child watching the Sid and Marty Kroft Saturday morning kids live action television program, Pufnstuf, with the groovy songs and psychedelic imagery and cast.
























Eventually it became a hugely successful blockbuster Hollywood film and I was there in the darkness with all of the other fans for the premiere.

Bad Inspiration:

I immediately wanted to be high on whatever they were high on that was making them high and to be different. I achieved that goal and that state of consciousness many, many times. In fact I’m high on mushrooms right now and different.

Different




The first time I saw Lifeguard I wanted to be Mrs. Sam Elliott! My first trick was an older Marlboro Man who surprisingly looked a lot like Sam Elliott; smoked Marlboro’s and wore a red Speedo.
























Bad Inspiration:

I have a weakness for vintage Marlboro Men in red Speedo’s. In fact I’ve become a vintage Marlboro Man who wears red Speedo’s; against my stylist’s advice who thinks I should quit smoking.

Lifeguard




I am a lifelong Joan Crawford fan! I am a Joanaholic! A Crawficionado!

It’s not so much that I love Joan Crawford as much as I want to be Joan Crawford.
























Bad Inspiration:

I occasionally dress up like Joan Crawford and reenact scenes from her movies like Straight Jacket or slapping anyone named Vida or wearing a bright red ring master tuxette or murdering people with axes.

Straight Jacket



I tag Jason, Felix and Michael Rivers.

Reading along catching up on the blogs, my we have been a bunch of dullards lately. I myself have been absolutely mired with anxiety and anguish. No need for medication. A nice little panic attack followed by dread then a wave of self hatred washes over and finally an introspective conversation talks me back off the window ledge and back to normalcy. Repeat every ten seconds.

Looking for an inspiration for a post as I have The Most Boring Blog in the World, so I stole the 12 on 12 meme from Michael River’s blog, plus I copied him a little. The idea is to take 12 pictures and post them on the 12th day of the month.

Here we go:
























1. Woke up and removed my sleeping mask.
























2. Turned to the right and realized that it was Columbus day. Then went back to sleep.



















3. Finally woke up and made up the bed.
























4. Put my hair on.



















5. Had breakfast.
























6. Petted my dog, 2-Pack



















7. Put my smalls on the fence to dry.
























8. Did some gardening.



















9. Realized the underpants gnomes were stealing my underpants again.



















10. Had lunch.
























11. Got out the black-ball machine and black-balled five of my friends.



















12. Had dinner.


The End

Well as you all know the venerable Mr. Peenee has given us a case of the meme’ses. And not surprisingly we’ve all fallen in line and obeyed him. List seven personality traits about you as evidenced in your blog or something like that. Should they be virtues or vices? I suppose I’ll have to settle for my negative qualities as that’s all I seem to display in public or on this blog for that matter.

I’m so not good with the meme’ses I just give it all away for free and leave nothing to the imagination, As Eve Arden said in Mildred Pierce when Monty was eyeing her figure atop a stool, “Leave something on me, I might catch cold.”

1. I’m mean. I like to have fun at other peoples expense, pick at their flaws, strip away at the veneer and leave them without dignity. It’s all just good clean fun right? Not really and in my real life I am sort of thought of as a nice person. I’m actually a gentleman who makes every effort to make others around me feel as comfortable as possible and a little levity seems to lighten the mood.

2. I’m dirty. Well we all knew that. But how do you know for sure? I say that I run around lurking around corners and bushes leaping at the chance to lick any living creature that comes near me. However I could be some horribly disfigured unfortunate Victorian prude, but I doubt it seriously.

3. I’m a pirate. I steal all the time. I’m opposed to stealing actual tangible valuables but I lift intellectual property on a daily basis. Every now and again I do have a streak of genius and completely concoct an original idea and this is very fleeting but when it happens it’s with a white hot strike of terror.

4. I’m an Exhibitionist. Once my Mother walked in the bathroom and caught me flashing passersby through the window and pronounced me as an EXHIBITIONIST! I was so proud to finally put a word to the disorder and for the last 43 years I have been showing my naughty bits to anyone who’ll indulge me.

5. I’m Aquarius, an air sign, an airhead, it’s all up in the air. I embrace the strange the unusual and the macabre. I live in the past and the future but rarely in the present. I constantly have to remind myself to be aware of the moment. This doesn’t mean that I’m vacant or not paying attention to the here and now just that I’m reminded of something out of the past or planning my next move or strategy for the future. When everything is in it’s right place and idyllic then I’m totally swept up in the moment.

6. I’m a liar. I lie all the time. More of an embellisher really. I lie big. For instance I lie and make things sound fabulous when actually they are just merely grand. I lie up. For instance when someone asks how old I am, I lie up and say that I’m 67 years old and they invariably compliment me for looking so good for my age. Actually I try not to lie as I’m racked with guilt afterwards. I don’t white lie either so don’t come to me if you wanna know if your ass looks fat in those jeans and yes honey you look tired and shopworn and they’re all going to laugh at you and why don’t you do us all a favor and just kill yourself.

7. I’m not politically correct. I don’t believe in it and it’s ruining everything and everyone. Just get over it already. He’s fat. She’s too black. And they are so gay. I believe in calling a spade a spade and I think you all know what I mean by that...it’s a little shovel.

I was tagged recently with the Honest meme by Ray Ray The Messy American awhile ago and I Honestly haven’t had the time to sit down and form an Honest answer since I tend to make everything up and in essence lie all the time...Honest...word-up?


1. Honestly, I’ve entered each phase of my life with little to no adjustment or transition. Not my 40’s. It was like adolescence all over again. I kept waiting to ‘just grow into it’ I no longer feel young but I didn’t feel old either. The pretty began to give way to the handsome, my hairline started to thin more prominently but attractively, I actually have to pursue fitness that was once natural. I shaved my head recently and damn if I aint attractive without hair. My feeling is that the people who retain their hair are the ones who actually need it to pull off their ‘look’. I’m still pretty with or without it. I swear it took ten years off.

2. Honest to goodness I Honestly love the song I Honestly Love You.

3. To be perfectly Honest, I’m perfectly shallow and I’m having a time thinking up ten honest things about myself. In fact I’m downright dishonest, I lie all the time.

4. One time and I swear this is true ‘Honest Abe’ when I was six I was awarded class favorite the highest honor to be bestowed upon one so young. I peaked early and it’s been a downhill slide ever since.


5. In all Honesty, I’m not one to brag and boast of my do gooding but I do support many numerous charities by shopping at all of their thrift stores.

6. One time and I swear this is true ‘Honest to God’ when I was six my mother put me out on the side of the highway. She acted like she was going to pull away but got caught up in the traffic. She was so panicked when she returned wondering what emotional damage she had inflicted? I was just walking along the highway minding my own business.




















7. My Mother is a Drag Queen! Honest! She’s the Prettier Holy Roller.

8. One time and I swear this is the ‘God’s Honest Truth’ when I was six I took my wagon and told my Mother that I was going to get the mail. I came back just before five o’clock with an entire neighborhoods worth of mail. She had to dash around frantically shoving just anybodies mail into empty boxes. There was mention of a Federal investigation. No wonder my Mother left me by the highway. Honestly!

9. I wish that I could find a way to get rich and make an Honest living.

10. Secretly I want a man to marry and make an Honest man out of me.

I’ve been tagged. I never get tagged. I’m like the kid that gets picked last to play ball. There has got to be a reason for this lack of taggery. Maybe it’s because I’m lax and have a tendency to procrastinate and never get around to posting the damn thing. One may never know.

This is how the game is played;

1. Link to the person (Peenee) who tagged you.
2. Post the rules on your blog.
3. Write six random things about yourself. (See below)
4. Tag six people at the end of your post and link to them. (See further below...)
5. Let each person know they've been tagged and leave a comment on their blog.
6. Let the tagger know when your entry is up.

Anyway here are the simple random truths;

1. I Lie…a lot.
2. I secretly enjoy Christmas music a whole bunch.
3. I’m convinced that I was destined to win the lottery, really.
4. I used to be a junk dealer and I collect everything. But lately my passion is collecting porcelain fish bowl ornaments and furniture.
5. In real life I’m neither mean nor dirty. I am a bit of a pirate though as I feel entitled to everything.
6. I rarely live in the present. I prefer to live in the past and the future. I’m an Aquarian who can see very clearly into the future. So when I say something will probably happen it usually does because I Just Know!
   
   Like Mitzi said tag yourselves as everyone has already been tagged…the last kid picked and all.

I’ve been tagged! I’ve been tagged by the fabulous Mr. Peenee. Like some sort of a blogging literary catch and release program.

The cryptic details:

Pick up the nearest book.
Open to page 123.
Locate the fifth sentence.
Post the next three sentences on your blog.

From the pages of the autobiography of the wildly popular New York social butterfly decorator, Billy Baldwin. In this passage he is recalling his memory of the divinely decadent Jimmy Woolworth Donahue, Barbara Hutton’s cousin.

“Some years before, in a state of drunkenness, Jimmy circumcised himself with a penknife, and told me that never in his life had he suffered such pain and agony. As a result, he was grotesquely scarred and painfully sensitive. Much later I was told that when Jimmy and the boy got to bed, the first thing the boy knew was that Jimmy was dying and he got his clothes on and got the hell out of there as fast as he could.”

Thanks to Peenee for the tag, I have wanted to share these recollections of Jimmy Donahue’s penis and sordid sexual escapades for quite a while now but never had the forum. It was either that book or the paper back version of What Ever Happened To Baby Jane and so when reaching for it, I dropped it and Billy was next in line.





























Tag five people, and acknowledge (see above) who tagged you.

Mitzi

Scott

Ray

Scooter

Big Daddy

Since everybody else was doing this quiz I thought that I would give it whirl. Honestly, the way my love life has been going lately I think this is the price that I have to pay someone to sleep with me.