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Would you play with your wii while watching Paula Abdul?
I was hanging withsome friends tonight when THIS appeared on the table. I am kind of intrigued by this game. I have so many questions. Do you get to feed Paula pain killers? Can you use the wiimote to beat the smirk off Simon’s face? Can you pull Chris Daughtry off the stage and do dirty things to him? Would it possible to hook up the num chuck attachment and strangle Sanjaya with it?
The problem I’m faced with is that to answer these questions, I have to actually PLAY this game. Something I don’t think I’m willing to do. So for now…I will just live in wonder.
1 commentHow gay is too gay?
I was watching a movie where John Waters was speaking in front of an audience of university students. One of the topics he brought up was the threshold that everyone has towards certain things. For example, he said that adult babies and diapers was at his limit and was not acceptable to him. Now, as we all know, if John Waters has limits of acceptability, we can all admit that we do also at some level. This brings me to my question of the day:
How gay is too Gay?
Is there a limit to what we find acceptable within our community on how “Gay” a person can act?
Don’t give me this “I act straight” stuff. Really, how straight can you act when have gay sex anyways. What do grab your ankles like a straight man? Do you perform felatio like straight guys do? I am sure that if you did, it would be horrible…a truly straight guy would not be into it at all. I suppose that that acting straight is more for in “the streets”. I assure you other gay people can tell. As for straight people, many of them were fooled by Boy George in the 80’s and can’t believe that Lance Bass was gay this whole time….need I say more. O.k…..fine, butch guys are hot.
Then on the other end of the spectrum Is it necessary to wear your gayness in the form of super tight pants, satin shirts, or perhaps a T-shirt that says “You’ve been a bad boy, go to my room” along with some freedom rings? (that was a acknowledgement to someone is like a brother to me…..we’ve all made mistakes in fashion but I will always look fondly on the picture) Is that gay or just bad fashion? Do the two sometimes go hand in hand. Yeah, they kind of do sometimes.
What does everyone else think…..what are your limits or what do you find unappealing?
I suppose there is always room in the rainbow for even the tackiest of hues….well maybe.
Here is a link to a YouTube video of John Waters where he discusses limits.
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Fred Phelps Loves the MoPod Show!?
I have to say that I was really surprised to have Rev Phelps and his lovely family come out in support of the show with such a public display. We are flattered to be part of your turn around, Fred. I guess it’s true that laughter is the best medicine…even when trying to cure craziness.
Okay…okay… it’s not real. But it would be fun to go there and put this on the sign outside their church. You can make your own sign and send it to us by visiting this site.
We look forward to your own original creations linked in the comments below.
2 commentsMemoirs of a Peasha 2: War and Peasha
I thought about writing an even longer entry this time just to harass Ruphus. I don’t think it will really turn out to be as long as the last one, but I will write as much as I can. Some highlights from this past weekend include a dinner, a demon, a drink, and a Denise.
First was the dinner. I went to Texas Roadhouse, which I have decided to call Texas Roadkill or Texas Road Whore. I kind of prefer Texas Road Whore, it is a little less expected. Anyways, I went there with a friend “Mo-Problems”. There was an unexpected wait of about 40 minutes, which was surprising since it was only 5:30. Once we got seated we were immediately given some bread and butter, that kept getting replenished. On top of that were enormous portions of food and never ending soda refills. I guess everything is really bigger in Texas. After that meal I had a Texas size food baby gestating in me that felt as if it would burst out through my front much like an alien. Thankfully, that did not happen. I probably won’t go back since it seemed more about quantity and not quality…although, it was a lot of food for the money.
Next was the demon. I went to see Hellboy 2: The Golden Army. I was excited to see this move since I think Guillermo Del Toro is brilliant. Visually, this was an amazing movie. There were also some great parts. The story, however, was a little all over the place and I felt too much was being forced into one movie. Mo Problems had actually fell asleep during part of it….I didn’t think it was that terrible. I do usually like Selma Blair and look forward to seeing her in the American version of Kath and Kim. The Australian show is awesome.
The next item on the list was a drink. I went out for drinks on Saturday night with Mo Problems. We went to our normal bar, and my favorite in Omaha, Flixx. It is a smaller bar, but I like it. There are actually windows in this bar…..I know, a lot of queens would prefer a dark corner, but I like the windows. The people who work there are also very nice. I noticed an attractive bar tender when we first walked in. Later, he revealed these large “bear” paws on his chest, one on each side over his pecs. I could only think that Ruphus should be here…he’d love it (although I have to admit, it was nice to look at). We also met a guy that came over to our table. I cannot remember what he said his name was, but he kind of reminded me of Crispin Glover…I think I will call him Crispy Queen. He actually seemed rather eccentric, but kind of cool at the same time. As the bar filled up, it became more and more apparent something was different. It was the smoke…there wasn’t any. Omaha bars are now smoke free. The evening ended with a game of spot the Kevin Dillon. If you have read the previous posts, you may have seen the picture of Kevin Dillon with his Lesbian look. The game is to find Lesbians with the same hair do, or that look similar to him in that movie.
Lastly, was the Denise. A friend of mine got me an autographed picture of Denise Crosby. He even had her sign it “To Peasha-with love” As a sci-fi geek and lover of Star Trek the Next Generation, this is definately something I will treasure. My friend also told me that when he asked her to sign it to Peasha, she repeated “Peasha” back in a hesitant tone. This made me think of a favor I would like to ask of anyone willing. Next time you are at a sci-fi type convention, and see Denise Crosby, ask her to autograph something to Peasha. I wonder if she will start to think it is some sort of conspiracy…….
No commentsScandal envy
I know that we Americans make for some pretty good scandals, but a stain on a dress or a govenor doing a prostitute just isn’t cutting it on the larger world stage any longer. Take, for instance, the recent UK scandel with Formula 1 big shot Max Mosley. Video of his Nazi concentration sex orgy surfaced and it’s all over the international news–I have to say that it sounded pretty sweet when the uptight woman on the BBC news reported the incident. What could make this scandal better? Mosley’s fascist father was a good friend of Hitler’s. Mosley is currently in a legal battle not to deny the reports of the orgy, but to sue for privacy violations. Here’s the deal all you famous people you: Your famous pretty face+ Camera + Money + Nazi stuff + Sex+ Internet = Mondo blogging about what a shit head you are.
The Museum of Nebraska History
Willow Cathiter and I took the afternoon and visited the Museum of Nebraska History today. There were some interesting exhibits and we
did learn some new things about the cornhusker state. I was most surprised to see photgrapgic evidence of Mr.Pickles’ ancestor Mr.Cucumber selling war bonds to children during WWII.
Dependence Day
While celebrating our independence we ran across this gem in Omaha.
Strangely, the QT next door was booming with its fine selection of
terror-oriented slushies, gourmet corndogs and clean restrooms. Maybe
when terror free gets a bit more posh we’ll stop.
Kevin Dillon as a Lesbian
Kevin Dillon in his oscar worthy, but little known role playing a
lesbian in the 1988 version of The Blob.
Dangina and Peasha Scout Aquameat
Today the Olympic trials in swimming continue at the Qwest Center in
Omaha and Peasha scored us some sweet tickets (in a suite!). We just
watched the mens 50m freestyle, pictured below. Peasha observed that
this event is one of the few times when having a man who gets it done
quickly is a good thing. The picture is a little blurry, but you are
seeing the guys at the start.
Howl at the Moon
After a long day at work I went to hang with some friends at ‘Howl at
the Moon’ on the riverwalk in San Antonio. It is a piano bar with not
one , but two pianos and some Amazing musicians who were ale to
elevate the concept of the piano bar out of tragic and into the
rollicking good time column. (that’s right I said rollicking ) All of
this was, of course, helped along with a steady stream of alcohol
served from several very cute and tatoo-y bartenders. It’s too bad it
wasnt a gay bar.






