Dear Blob,
I've concluded I admire and like Tori Spelling. I decided this morning after reading that Tori is signing her new book, sTori Telling. Being a somewhat snobbish Northern Californian hippie/intellectual/artist, I initially felt Shame admitting my Tori Spelling admiration. The Shame passed in a few seconds as I find Shame to be totally boring and energy-draining. Pride feels much better. Shame makes my chest slump down and feeling Proud of Tori and Proud to like her, I stand tall! I Like Tori Spelling. Blob and reader, you may question why, as she's not particularly talented or a do-gooder. While lacking those qualities, she still manages to be constantly in the spotlight and always re-inventing herself; she's the unattractive 90210 castmate, she's an innkeeper, she's the spurned-child feuding with the evil overly-plastic-surgeried Candy Spelling, she's head-over-heels in love with a married man, she's a mother and I'm pretty sure she's a faghag. Mostly she's a good business woman. I like good business women.
Love The Ukulady
ps: In other news, The Ukulady recently interviewed Trevor Penick from the boy band O-Town! A youtube video of our awesome good times, which include dance instruction, will be available on youtube soonsies!
Showing posts with label Pride. Show all posts
Showing posts with label Pride. Show all posts
Thursday, March 27, 2008
Sunday, March 11, 2007
Home Depot & The American Dream
Dear Blog,
If you want to see the American Dream in Action, look no further than the Home Depot in downtown Los Angeles off Wilshire, east of Alvarado. There, within the confusing mammothity of Home Dept's ridiculously large aisles, plumbing-supply-dazed, yet proud homeowners, mostly of the non-pinky-white-variety, shop for neccessary knick-knacks for their homes! Shopping for dirt today, I felt a strange swelling of pride for all the non-english-as-a-first-language-speaking homeowners who were spending their Sunday, God's day, indulging in the American Dream, being homeowners and dabbling in homeowner activities; which requires a trip to Home Depot for gaskets, gas grills, griddle gadgets....
Outside the Home Depot are the Dreamers/Wanters of the American Dream; the day laborors. I felt hopeful that one day they could join the homeowners inside the Home Depot. I bought a lot of dirt for the re-potting of plants, because I am not a homeowner and cannot afford to put my fancy plants in the ground of my rental craftsman.
Love The UkuLady Lerner
PS: No word from Jenna, even during the holidays! ungrateful slut.
If you want to see the American Dream in Action, look no further than the Home Depot in downtown Los Angeles off Wilshire, east of Alvarado. There, within the confusing mammothity of Home Dept's ridiculously large aisles, plumbing-supply-dazed, yet proud homeowners, mostly of the non-pinky-white-variety, shop for neccessary knick-knacks for their homes! Shopping for dirt today, I felt a strange swelling of pride for all the non-english-as-a-first-language-speaking homeowners who were spending their Sunday, God's day, indulging in the American Dream, being homeowners and dabbling in homeowner activities; which requires a trip to Home Depot for gaskets, gas grills, griddle gadgets....
Outside the Home Depot are the Dreamers/Wanters of the American Dream; the day laborors. I felt hopeful that one day they could join the homeowners inside the Home Depot. I bought a lot of dirt for the re-potting of plants, because I am not a homeowner and cannot afford to put my fancy plants in the ground of my rental craftsman.
Love The UkuLady Lerner
PS: No word from Jenna, even during the holidays! ungrateful slut.
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