A KICK IN THE BUTT!

I've been appropriately kicked.

And thankfully, although slightly painful, it was a gentle kick. Thank you Anonymous!

I’ve let this blog go lifeless for far too long and I have no excuse. Well actually I have plenty of excuses that I could spill out in a shameless torrent of crap but to be honest they’re all pretty lame and would give away the real truth about how much of a lazy-ass I really am.

That said…I feel I should return to the previous posting about Doug Luzader and Dorian Gray because of Anonymous’s recent comments. I’m not sure if the Anonymous’ who’ve posted are the same person so I’ll just pretend they are and address the recent comments here:

Doug Luzader’s eternal youth is quite possibly make-up, blinded fans and television magic, eh? Well, I won’t argue that since my television experience is nil. I’ve never even had a spot on the local news – thank God! (Just the thought alone is enough to make every known living and virile male on earth sterile and uninterested.) I’ll grant that blinded fans and television magic are key players but I can’t imagine make-up as being that amazing in covering up wrinkles.

Then again, I’m rather ‘make-up’ impaired since it seems like every time I dive into the abyss of my cosmetics drawer, I discover everything’s dried up and too spoiled to risk putting on my face. And when I do make one of those rare ventures into the world of actually-making-an-effort-to-look-nice, I either think I look the same or I think I look like one of those caked-up reality TV – oh-where-is-my-push-up-bra and –no-I’m-not-wearing-undies bimbos.

It should also be known that cameras, the regular everyday still-life photography cameras, are not kind to me. I’m not photogenic and if I should (God forbid) ever fall into stardom, I’ll be absolutely awed and fascinated if someone is able to work the miracle of making my reproduced image look good. Until then, I’m going to continue to avoid any permanent record of my existence.

In all truth, I have absolutely no clue and no authority about what in the hell I’m writing about.

Opinionated though I am, any wisdom from those-who-know is always welcome and sincerely appreciated.

That said and with Mr. Luzader still residing at the top of my Dorian Gray list, I'm going to go ice my sore bum, do some work and maybe later start on another ridiculous post.