Gaga’s bitch

Cause this is Thrilla....Thrilla night....

So, I’ve been thinking about this all day and I’m sure you have too.  Did you notice Elton John was pretty dressed down last night on the Grammy’s when he sang with Lady Gaga?  Maybe ole Elton has finally met his match when it comes to Liberace-like attire.

I mean if you compare it to what he wore when he sang a few years ago with Eminem, it’s like Gaga told Elton, “You better not upstage me bitch!”

And then Elton said, “The bitch is back!”

And Gaga said “Oh no she’s not, and just for that, I’m making you wear dirt on your face.”

And Elton said he liked it dirty, but he misunderstood.

Gaga felt bad so she let him wear some sparkly glasses and a dangly galaxy earring but it just didn’t do anything to help him stand out like he normally does.

Whose ya bitch now?

No body upstages Gaga.  Only a fist of pianos could keep them from ripping each other  apart.  But Gaga didn’t know Elton likes fists. ;-)

Poor Rip Torn got ripped and torn!

Hey, Gary, who does your hair?

Did Rip Torn not make enough money from those hit films he was in like Freddie Got Fingered, RoboCop 3 and Men in Black?  I’m just curious…

He was arrested Friday for drunkenly forcing himself into a bank with a loaded gun.

Hello, is this Rip?  Gary Busey called and wants his mug shot back.

Hey Rip! I like that shirt.

Good-bye Jan Jan! Hello Fat Naked Babies Shootin’ Arrows At My Butt!

Every man should be born again on the first day of January. Start with a fresh page. Take up one hole more in the buckle if necessary, or let down one, according to circumstances; but on the first of January let every man gird himself once more, with his face to the front, and take no interest in the things that were and are past. ~Henry Ward Beecher

So, January ended with the Grammy’s and while I can’t wait to see what crazy person will perform with Elton John next year, I have to admit the opening GaGa performance was pretty tasty. I swear the more I see GaGa on the news and hear her on the radio, the more I like her.  There, I said it. She’s like a secret addiction no one wants to admit to, or probably should at my age.  I’m tired of Green Day.  I don’t care about Beyonce. Yay for Taylor!  Pink got me all wet, along with half the audience. And after the MJ thing, I turned the channel.  Does anyone want to buy my slightly used 3-D glasses.  I have 2 pair that weren’t even worn.  Anyone?  Anyone?

And I woke up this morning seeing red, only because there are hearts all over my calendar.  Who put Valentine’s Day in February?  It’s too cold for that.  Or maybe it’s just that I’m a cold hearted bitter snake and was single most of the time in February.  I’m not now, but still.  February???  C’mon.  It’s President’s Day month.  It’s Black History Month.  It’s Valentines Month.  It’s like the month of leftover stuff and it’s only the 2nd month of the year.  I recall bulletin boards in gradeschool with the faces of Lincoln, Washington, MLK, and Cupid on it.  WTF?  I heart bulletin boards!

And now back to our regular scheduled rant…

Well, what I really wanted to talk about in this first February post is how awesome I’m doing on my New Year Resolutions!

I finished two books in January: The Lovely Bones and the 2nd True Blood book, Living Dead in Dallas. I’m already half way through a 3rd book which I was hoping to finish yesterday but a bad migraine kept me from that.  Oh well… only 28 more books to goal to meet my goal this year.

And based on my last half dozen posts, you already know that the money saving / coupon clipping thing is paying off too.  Yes, I’ve been keeping track!  I saved a total of $219.28 in January from my coupon clipping.  Not bad.

I did write a few letters in January too.  Mostly to Mom.  I included a note every time I sent her my extra coupons.

We won’t mention the weight loss goal.

And I’ve already forgotten my other goals by now so they must not have been that important.

Dance around my living room to Lady GaGa songs every day?  Check.

Make fun of Valentines Day? Check.

Ramble on about my book reading and coupon clipping because I’m slowly turning into some odd 1960, Donna Reed, McCall Reading, Home Perm, Clothes Line, Gossiping house wife in sensible shoes?  Check!

Welcome to February, bitches.