Saturday, December 12, 2009

Blackwater...involved in sneak raids in Afghanistan & Iraq! Denial! Denial! Denial!



CIA thick in intrigues!





On Thursday, the New York Times published a report on their website alleging that Blackwater security guards were actively involved in clandestine CIA raids in Afghanistan and Iraq.

A representative at the company - now professionally known in industry circles as Xe Services - stated for the record that Blackwater was never under contracct with the CIA or Special Forces in those worn-torn countries.

"Any allegation to the contrary would be false," Mark Corallo asserted in no uncertain terms on behalf of Xe Services.

The key words are "under contract".

It is quite possible that Blackwater security guards were enlisted on the sly on a crisis-by-crisis basis.

In fact, one news organization was quick to point out that the roles and responsibilities of security officers and special forces often became blurred (or shifted into higher gear) in the battlefield setting at a moment's notice out of necessity.

It is alleged that Blackwater security officers were drawn in by the powers-that-be to take advantage of their high-level skills and their familiarity with the "territory".

The CIA has remained mum to date on the issue.

Over the past year or so - I reported on a couple of  Blackwater incidents (currently under investigation) - which resulted in the deaths of innocent citizens in the streets of Iraq.

Post::  10/29/09

http://ijulian.blogspot.com/2009/10/blackwatercourt-hearing-for-trigger.html

Post:  10/24/07

http://ijulian.blogspot.com/2007/10/blackwatertrigger-happy-security-for.html


In view of the foregoing, it's obvious why  Blackwater owners changed their company name to Xe Services.

To distance themselves from their prior image - as cold-blooded mercenaries -  of course!









Las Vegas...Zowie Bowie nighclub act splits romantically! Show must go on...



No longer joined at hip!
(looks like a sister to me)




The Zowie Bowie duo - a popular Las Vegas nightclub act - are kaput.

Personally, not professionally.

Chris Phillips and Marley Taylor have been "partners" off-stage (as well as on) for the past eight years.

About six weeks ago, Phillips stumbled on the awful truth.

Taylor was seeing someone else on the sly!

Phillips was devasted by the revelations, but struck an agreement with his show-biz-partner, to play out their contract at the Pub at the Monte Carlo through September (2010).

The act was first established in Scottsdale (AZ) nine years ago.

For eight of those heady years, the hip-hop stage personalities have been engaged.

Say Phillips, have you never heard the following expression, which may apply here?

Sh** or get off the pot!

Blogspot...security alert! Google has 9 known malicious viruses & trojans! Intruder posts drafts at blogspot web page...





Shortly after I logged on and checked e-mail earlier this afternoon, I surfed over to the Tattler @ Blogspot to pen a post.

When I shifted into edit mode, and the list of published posts and saved drafts popped up in the dashboard, I was quite shocked to spy approximately forty (40) posts inputted as "Untitled" items and saved as drafts.

This startling turn of events occurred at 1:30 pm (PST).

Of course, I was might curious to open the mysterious drafts, but my inner voice issued a warning.

Don't touch 'em!

Google's blogspot has a help center where bloggers at the site are welcome to report  issues to the technical team so that snafus and glitches in the system may be immediately addressed.

So, I posted a notice at the site about the mysterious intruder, with a request that an expert at google offer up suggestions on how to proceed.

Should I just delete the little suckers?

Or, quarantine them somehow, so they may be studied as to their origin - and most of all - their intent?

Curiously, the Norton Security software was operating at the time of the intriguing "attack".

I have to wonder if a hacker slipped in while I was online, or somehow, came in backdoor and also infected other blogger sites.

A few minutes ago, when I zipped over to google's search web site, a Norton Security warning flashed a warning alert on the computer screen.

According to the Norton software, there are nine (9) malicious (dangerous) viruses and trojans on the google web site search page.

Looks like I'm switching to Bing, folks!





Friday, December 11, 2009

Las Vegas...chivalry is not dead! Romance (not just sex) in the twilight hours...



Leopard prints all the rage!






Chivalry is hard to stumble across in these cynical jaded days.

But, is alive and well, in some parts of the country.

Tonight, after gambling a tad @ Encore, I strolled down the boulevard to rustle up some fresh air.

A hunger pang (acute case of munchies) struck.

So, I strode into Walgreen's to purchase a snack.

When I arrived at the check-out, I spied a handsome couple in chic night attire, sans sweaters or jackets.

They must be freezing their you-know-what off, I giggled to myself.

As I waited for the queue to move along, it did not escape my attention that the gentleman (a handsome African American) was purchasing one of the store's mainstays, a buttery-soft coverlet which couch potatoes often snatch up to toss on the back of their sofa.

The one in question was etched in a rich leopard print.

Curious purchase, I thought to myself, as the cashier rang the item up.

When I stepped out into the street, a touching romantic scene unfolded before my eyes.

The attentive Lothario draped the precious gift  over his lady-friend's shoulders - at which point - she fashioned it into a shawl to keep out the frosty night air.

Chivalry is certainly not dead in Las Vegas, dudes!




Knight in shining armor!



Roman Polanski...Justices review age-old law to determine entitlement to dismissal!



Free the coerced felons!





Attorneys pitching for the dismissal of the Polanski case are awaiting a decision from the 2nd Appellate Court (Appeals) on a couple of  legal fine points.

Specifically, the high-profile barristers argued in their briefs that a Los Angeles Superior Court Judge erred when he denied a motion to dismiss Polanski's criminal case in recent days.

The director's legal eagles convinced the Judge in the lower court (Judge Peter Espinoza) that there had been substantial misconduct during the course of Polanski's trial.

But, in the end scenario, the circumspect jurist threw up his hands in frustration - and summarily denied the motion - because he felt his hands were tied.

In denying the moving papers, the bench-warmer noted that he was bound by legal precedent, and on the grounds of fugitive disentitlement.

The Judge was relying on an old doctrine that dates back to the 1800s which stipulates - in essence - that defendants who flout the law by fleeing a jurisdiction cannot then call upon the court after-the-fact for help.

On the heels of the ruling, Polanski's lawyers filed an appeal on the issue, which is subject matter of the higher court's review.

The Justices agreed to take the case (many are denied review for a myriad of reasons) and proceeded to order the lower court to explain its ruling, the basis for the decision, and so forth and so on.

Yesterday afteroon, pursuant to Appellate Court procedure, both parties (defendant's lawyers & the prosecutor's legal team) appeared at an "Oral Argument" where they were asked to clarify the issues verbally.

The Polanski counsel didn't mince words.

They forcefully reiterated that Judge Laurence J. Rittenband (the Judge in the original rape case about three decades ago) improperly held discussions with the prosecutor about how to punish the film director.

The lawyer also drew attention to the alleged misconduct of Rittenband.

Polanski's reps argued at the hearing that he crossed the line when he threatened to lock up Polanski  for a longer period if his attorney challenged his decision.

Sounds like judicial misconduct to moi!

But the proper forum for that charge to be addressed is at the Commission on Judicial Performance (based in San Francisco).

Because the alleged prosecutorial and judicial misconduct was so "alarming" (in their opinion), they urged the Justices to overturn the lower court ruling denying the motion to dismiss because the issues go beyond the Polanski case.

In a nutshell, the legal experts maintained that it was imperative the 2nd Appellate Court take action in the interests of maintaining the integrity of the state criminal justice system

Meanwhile,  the opposing side scoffed at a legal notion they viewed as a dishonest underhanded attempt to free Polanski at any cost.

In a brief (filed with the court prior to oral argument) the city prosecutor stressed that Polanski's allegations of wrongdoing in the legal system were matters of convenience for the desperate film director.

"It is not his desire to have the case formally end because of concerns for the integrity of the judicial system. His ultimate goal is to have the case dismissed," they argued quite vigorously.

Although Polanski's lawyers may be grasping at straws, in the final analysis, they're just doing their job.

In the final analysis, it will all boil down to who is "on point", and a proper interpretation of the law.

May the best judicially-correct team win!





Tom Brady...& missus (Gisele Bundchen) announce birth of bouncing boy! Name search on...



 Gisele one hot Mamma!




Tom Brady (one of our fave celeb subjects here @ the Tattler) and his lovely wife Gisele Bunchen are the parents of a healthy bouncing boy.

When cornered by the media this past week, Brady - a tad incognito in a baseball cap that slightly obscured his handsome mug -  firmed up the rumors that the child was born on Tuesday.

"We didn't announce the birth right away because we haven't decided on a name yet."

That's a toughie, alright.

Hopefully, they won't go the Tom Brady Jr. route.

Boring!

If there was one more George Bush coming down the pike, this country be ruined forever, fer sure!

Slugger sounds original.  Wrong sport, though.

Maybe the Patriots quarterback should take a stroll down to Borders or Barnes & Noble and snatch up a book on popular (and lesser-known) baby names.

At this juncture, inquiring minds want to know if Gisele - a supermodel blessed with stunning looks (and a big fan base) - will give up the runway and high-profile shoots to become a stay-at-home Mom.

Meanwhile, Brady hasn't groused much lately about an injury he suffered in the recent past, so he's obviously on the mend and focusing on the game at hand.

Play ball!

And congrats, Tom!




Beckham, eat your heart out!


TMZ...take-over by Time Warner steps up pressure to generate big bucks! Censorship on the way?




Are those kids (cub reporters) at TMZ feeling the pressure yet?

Time Warner, Inc. took full control of the tabloid-style gossip show this past week and intends to rustle up some advertising bucks on the strength of TMZ's frenzied popularity.

Since its inception, TMZ has been run as a joint partnership of AOL and Telepictures (Warner Brothers Division).

Now, the gossip gab-fest will be solely owned by the corproate giant Time Warner, Inc.

One has to wonder if aspects of the TMZ reporting style will change overnight just like that or if there will be a slow freeze on newsbites (gossip) that may turn-off potential advertisers.

TMZ staff may find the long arm of the boardroom reaching down from above to set things right when necessary if the gossip mavens go awry with their tawdry tales of misbehaving on the celeb circuit  (which may throw a few noses out-of-whack).

What role does Harvey Levin play in all this?

Is his devil-may-care attitude for real or just a well-crafted mask to shield his innermost self from the slings and arrows of a fickle back-stabbing business?

Enquiring minds want to know!





Garth Brooks...hits Vegas! Rush line tickets available...







I reported a few weeks ago that Garth Brooks was wooed by Hotelier extraordinaire - Steve Wynn - to come out of retirement and perform long-term at the ever-popular Encore in the midst of the busy Vegas strip

Post:  10/21/09

http://ijulian.blogspot.com/2009/10/garth-brookssigned-on-for-gigs-in-vegas.html

Yup!

Tickets for tonight and over the weekend are apparently sold out, but show organizers have noted that there may be seats available at noon each day in a rush line once "cancelled" reservations are tallied and seats are freed up.

Although it's a bit frosty in the desert oasis just now, I expect a posse of die-hard fans will brave the elements, and pine in line for a crumb or two.

Brooks enjoys the good life!

He's a soccer dad with a personal jet at his disposal now-a-days.

That (the airliner) was one of the perks that Steve Wynn tossed in with the deal to seal it.

As Garth put it, somewhat humbly, "the plane was the whole thing."

Twice married, Brooks now shares wedded bliss with his second wife, Trisha Yearwood at their comfy digs in Owasso (OH).

"I told Wynn he couldn't afford me. I was wrong," the seasoned performer chuckled at a recent press junket.

Garth is allegedly signed on for up to 300 stage shows much to the delight of his fans.

See 'ya there!



Steve Wynn's swank Encore Hotel





Thursday, December 10, 2009

Barbara Walters...fascinating! Gushed over 1st Lady's arms! Lady Gaga choked on sex query! Lambert a "homo"!







Surprisingly, the one-hour Barbara Walter special opened with bodacious Pop Icon Lady Gaga,

Personally, I expected teasers throughout the night - crafted to entice fans to to remain transfixed in front of the old boob tube - in anticipation of an insightful reveal of the naughty chanteuse as promised by the undisputed Queen of insightful probes.

So, if you dashed in the front door a few minutes into the special - or sauntered out to walk  the dog at the stroke of ten - you  may have misssed an honor that Lady Gaga accorded the talk-show legend.

Shortly after being introduced, the platinum beauty (looking more Italian than ever) slipped off her ultra-chic dark sunglasses and confided that she rarely dropped that barrier for just any showbiz sucker.

Barbara was in top form last night - all decked out in a chic black cocktail dress which accentuated her trim toned physique- sparked up with an elegant necklace which begged closer inspection.

More importantly, Barbara WAWA didn't beat around the "bush".

No pun intended!

"It's been reported that you like women," Barbara started off slowly, as she tested the waters with Lady G.

Before the flavor of the month could respond, Barbara pounced with a second question, in a sort-of surprise sneak attack.

Have you had sex with women?

Were it not for the thick white pancake make-up, fans - for the first time ever - you may have actually caught the outrageous stage performer blushing!

For a moment, it appeared for all-the-world that she'd answer the ball*y query, too.

But, when the slightly-quirky pop star opened her sensuous lustily-painted lips to speak, for some inexplicable reason, a half-expected bona-fide no-holds-barred confession was not forthcoming.

Gosh, she appeared to utter from the depths of her soul, that's quite a personal question.

For a split second, the poker faced lady was anything but;  in fact - in essence - the chart-topper was literally reduced to a shy awkward virgin reticent about - well - talking turkey!

A disappointment, when you consider that  Gaga is usually  the playful sex kitten on stage, flaunting her sensual brand of passion without any qualms or holding back.

In contrast, a few moments later, Adam Lambert shot from his swivelling hips.

"Yes, I am a homosexual."

Who knew!

On this newsbite, Barbara clearly caught the tail end of the comet.

Ho Hum!

Lambert didn't offer up any  excuses for his controversial stage persona in recent days, but frankly, admitted he let his passions get the better of him (in an unrehearsed fly by-the-crotch adrenalin rush) on stage that fateful night at the American Music Awards - which ultimately -  caused the swish-buckler to be banished from ABC airwaves.

"I wear my emotions on my sleeve," he confessed somewhat poignantly.

At the close of the interview, he had a message for American TV viewers (and critics).

"Deal with it."

Never to be caged in (or hankering to be too predictable) Barbara spun off in a new direction at this juncture and focused for a brief duration on the sports arena.

Brett Favre's flip-flopping football career was great fodder (and thus) established in the eyes of Barbara that he was not only a candidate for "hero and myth-maker" but ripe for the title of one of most fascinating (10) people of the year.



After all, the stud's unique brand of rise and fall theatrics (on and off the gridiron) was the stuff that legends are made of.




When Barbara announced an upcoming spot with Sarah Palin, an announcer noted  that the most-fascinating individual would follow after the spot with the perky politician.

Ah, the suspense was over; obviously, Sarah Palin was not going to be "the" most fascinating person of 2009 (just one of ten singled out by the veteran newsie).

I admit, Palin is the most intriguing gun-toter, polar-bear killer, and in-law hater.

But, one of the ten most fascinating?

Poppycock!

In the somewhat low-key segment,  Barbara asked point blank if Sarah wanted to be President.

Her reply was a tad evasive.

Fresh from commerical break,the upstart from the great white north, admitted she didn't know why people found her fascinating.

Say what?

Do they?


"There's alot of  bull-crap out there,"  she guffawed, when  reminded of the mean barbs  she was forced to endure on the campaign trail in her rented Republican monkey-suits.

If you ask me, most of the celebrated dung was being flung from her party.

In response to a query about Dave Letterman, she was hard-nosed and to the point.

"He's a sexist," she retorted without batting a pretty eyelash.

T*t for tat, eh?

Her life was "kind-of a reality-show", she sighed.

When asked what most she'd like to change about herself, her answer was swift.

"To be more patient," for starters.

What does she dislike most about her appearance?

Bearing five children tooks its toll, she admitted, so the old bod suffered some fall-out.

"Don't make me go into details."

Palin's idea of a perfect day goes something like this:

Snow is falling on the ground, it's a wonderful beautiful Alaskan day, and all family members are at home and enjoying each other's company.

Except for Levi Johnston, of course!

Talk about squeaky-clean bull-crap!

Time to move on, wouldn't 'ya say?

Michael Jackson was singled out in the top ten, too, in spite of his untimely demise.

Instead of focusing on the pop star and his music, Barbara chose to focus on his adorable kids, his conscientious efforts to provide a good home, protect the children from prying eyes of the media, and be a good father (in spite of the storms raging on outside of the family compound).

In that segment, Ms. Walters closed with one stinging criticism from Michael (which appeared to come straight from the grave).

"I didn't like being called wacko-Jacko!"

The well-thought-out top ten list also included a talk show host notorious for being outspoken and expressing unpopular views.

A governor's wife was also applauded for the way she handled her husband's indiscretions.

And, the intriguing list would not have been complete without an actor in tow.

Yawn!

Finally, the big moment arrived.



The most fascinating person, in the final analysis, appeared to have been catapulted into her  heady status by virtue of her muscular eye-catching arms alone!

Any ideas?

Yessir!

The prestigious title was bestowed on the 1st Lady, Michelle Obama - who, by Walters' accounts - was shaping up to be so much more than the sum of her toned body parts.

When asked to describe the past year of her life, the Mrs. Obama  was quick on the uptake, in a refreshing on-camera moment which was not unlike a breath of fresh air.

"It's been a whirlwind. I visited eight countries, planted a garden, got a dog, and now getting ready for the first Christmas in the White House."

But, there had been humanitarian accommplishments, too.

"We began to lay a foundation for the health of kid in this countrys. One in three children, you know, are obese.  African-American children suffer most from this problem, with hispanic children right behind."

Now, Barbara wanted to talk about the famous Michelle Obama  arms.

Could they?

"Certainly."

"Do you feel pressured about keeping them up," Barbara amusingly quizzed in so many words.

Michelle prefaced this part of the conversation by noting that - In spite of her hectic schedule - her personal routine hadn't changed much.

The busy homemaker  started to work out and get in tip-top shape after Maria was born, in fact.

"It was a bit of revenge because Barack always found time to stay in shape and go to the gym. I was resentful of that."

One day, it all fell into place, she explained to Barbara just like that.

"At four o'clock, I would get up to feed the baby. So, I thought, I may as well go to the gym."

Instinctively, Michelle also knew that if she wasn't there at the house, her hubby would get up and feed the baby in her absence.

"The arms took a lot of determination," she asserted, in a last-ditch effort to square away the details.
By the way, Mrs. Obama looked stunning!

A coral-colored gown - which draped off one shoulder with a understated (but elegant) fashion flourish - suited her pretty looks.

A swept up "do" - somewhat reminiscent of the Victorian era - highlighted and drew attention to her  distinctive facial features - in particular -a prominent  forehead, high cheekbones, and strong (determined) jaw.

Kudos!

The 1st lady noted - when asked  - that her downfall tended to be inherent in  the realms of poor food-based habits and low-brow TV programs.

Heaven, to Michelle, is an hour of quiet time - with the dog in her lap - reflecting on life (and day-to-day matters).

In spite of the fact Michelle has resided in the White House for almost a year, the happily-married mom still marvels at the sumptuous White House environs.

Bascially, she feels blessed, when the limo purrs up the front drive of the beautiful home, and the staff greet her with two heartfelt words:

"Welcome home."

At times, just betcha, Michelle pinches herself  to fathom if it's all a surreal dream.

In sum, the President's wife was charming, eloquent, and projected a classy image.

Ah, a 1st lady all American should be proud of, right?






Las Vegas..Mayor says guests may do what they want! Spell Sin City's name right...



aka Sin City





Mayor Goodman dips his stick in Vegas spoils, too!





In the wake of the Tiger Woods fiasco, some residents of Las Vegas has been wondering how the scandal will impact the desert resort, especially since the celebrated golf pro hooked up with a couple of beauties in Sin City.

In response, city officials fired back  in a self-serving effort to calm the scandal-ridden waters.

For starters, Mayor Goodman noted that the show town has been known as the "sin" capital for decades  for obvious reasons.

Although the old-timer acknowleged that salacious conduct was prevalent in the city with no clocks, he argued that the naughty goings-on were part 'n parcel in  a town that has been synonymous with scintillating sexy adult entertainment.

"We don't care what you do in Vegas. Just spell the city's name right," he chided  in so many words.

A couple of his statements were in conflict with each other, though.

Although the look-the-other-way top honcho doesn't care what goes down in the city that never sleeps,, curiously, he also made a point of stressing that what happens in Vegas "doesn't stay in Vegas".

That may be a bit unnerving for some!

Worshippers of the Hedonistic lifestyle - and wine, women, and song (who take advantage of the smorgasbord of sensual delights available in town and around town) - would rather their dirty weekends in Vegas be kept under wraps. 

One has only to look to the convention brouhaha  that erupted a scant few months ago to recognize it is an obvious truism.

Once word got "out" that the giants of industry in America were touching down in Sin City, and facilitating corporate funds to fuel the party circuit, the sh** hit the fan if you recall. .

On the heels of sensational headlines at major dailies around the country - which screamed out the tawdry truth about Corporate America and Sin City - boardroom execs were inclined to slam on the brakes pronto!

At this juncture, the travel industry plummeted, resort rooms sat empty, and a gut-wrenching pall fell over a once-cocky town that had much to crow about

In the final analysis, and in the best fiscal interest of the city, the Mayor may want to shift his viewpoint a tad (all Tiger Woods lacey things considered).

 Otherwise the fickle jet-set and savvy trend-setting  travellers may seek out loftier climbs to party-hearty.

A quote springs to mind:

"Discretion is the better part of valor."

Amen!




Tiger should have kept his eye on the ball!


Wednesday, December 9, 2009

Las Vegas...chic CityCenter Hotel turns away locals improperly attired! For construction crews bittersweet good-bye...




News of the completion of the CityCenter Complex on the Vegas strip has been bittersweet.

At long last - a section of the boulevard that was once swamped with ubiquitous construction crews in hard hats holding up traffic (and prone to nasty dust bowl configurations that triggered many a tourist's search for  prettier climbs elsewhere) - is about to transform into a dazzling jewel known as the CityCenter.

Unfortunately, workers who were gainfully employed for months on end, must wrap up their tool kits and move on.

Hopefully, with the holiday season upon us, there will be ample work to keep the home fires burning cozily.

On air at one of the Vegas TV stations, a couple of locals were lamenting to all within earshot, that they were thoroughly annoyed about being turned away from a swank new Hotel ( Mandarin) just opening its doors at the chi chi multi-million-dollar complex.


Security guards rudely barred their entry for failing to dress up for the tony occasion.

"Since when do we have a dress code in Vegas," one disgruntled desert resident wailed!



I expect that if a posse of those cowboys in town for the rodeo shuffle over for an exotic cocktail and a lookie-loo, they'd be wise to don their Sunday best, and scrape the manure off their boots, too.

Meanwhile, condo builders at the site are praying for an economic turn-around, so that a handful of the emptyluxury units will start moving in the New Year.

Although pricey, the residences are quite appealing in design, with quite a few amenities.

Notwithstanding, just outside the perimeters of the residential housing, there are quite a few swank boutiques and trendy eateries to satisfy the most discerning self-indulgent lifestyle.

Ultimately, the desert oasis experiment will either boom or bust.

News at 11!

Dave Letterman...catches twitter rage! Newbie notes lesbo Ellen boasts 4 mil followers...






Life is tweet!




Dave Letterman stepped out of the dark ages last night and crafted his first tweet!

A few seconds shy of the momentous event, the toothy talk show host - like a kid with a new toy (or an old letch with a hot new babe) - rambled off a handful of statistics with elation.

"Oprah gets three million tweets," he excitedly pointed out to his rapt audience.

PC savvy bandleader Paul Shaffer was inclined to toss in a comment from the sidelines at this juncture.

"Followers, Dave. Not tweets."

The scandal-ridden late show personality was a bit confused about the semantics of the ongoing twitter trends floating internet surfers'  boats around the globe.

Amused, Dave corrected himself.

"And it says here," Dave interjected with glee, "that Ellen DeGeneres has four million."

There were some oohs and aahs from the audience


"But," Dave chuckled,"I expect most of those are lesbians, so it probably doesn't count."

The audience howled.

Dave giggled for being so naughty.


Since Ellen and her fans follow moi, I'll tweet this little update on Dave, so they'll be sure to get their t**s all-a-twitter over the less-than-tweet comment Dave uttered at the witching hour last night.

Surprsingly, the Dave Letterman show could only boast a paltry three thousand "followers", according to Letterman, who was surprisingly mum on the Tiger Woods dilemma.

"That's because people don't know you tweet, Dave," Shaffer comforted him from his lofty perch on the sideliness off-stage.

Also, birds of a feathe, tweet together, I surmise (in private and away from the likes of facebook friends who press their ears close to the wall, I expect).

With a bit of fanfare, a staffer plunked a computer down in front of Dave, and strolled off.

"They've brought me this twitter machine so I can tweet," Dave mischievously pointed out to his die-hard fans hanging on every word.

"That's a lap top computer, Dave," the bandleader pointed out.

The virgin tweetie was a bundle of nervous energy and raring to boldly twitter where none of the Letterman clan had ever ventured tweetly before.

As Dave started to key in a word or two, Schaffer was about to interrupt again, when Dave shooed him off.

"Paul, please. I'm doing something here."

A second after he turned back to the keyboard, he whirled around - gazed into camera with a schoolboy's expression of joy and wonder on his face - and noted some important information to be mindful of.

"Oh, you can only use 140 characters, too. So, if there is an emergency or something, forget it."

Once Dave managed to key in a tweet, he was in a quandry about how to proceed.

"What now?"

A handfulf of knowledgeable tweeters in the studio instructed Dave to hit enter.

Once done, he was a bit perplexed.

"Well, did it go," he wondered aloud in so many words.

Apparently Dave failed to strike the update button, but - once done - the twitter newbie proudly learned his tantalizing message was "received".

What were the first words spoken - and sent whizzing across the blogosphere - at the twitter site?

"Do you smell fried peppers and veal?"

"I thought I smelled fried peppers and veal just as I was about to tweet," Dave dead-panned to the camera.

I expect there will be a few hilarious replies this morning from Dave's followers.

In fact, now that Dave is a celebrated twitter aficiando, I expect his number of follows will leap.

I just signed on "to follow" Dave for curiosity sake.

Just how good a speller do 'ya think Dave is, after all?

News at 11!





Dave doubles-up guests in chairs for maximum ratings potential!


Tuesday, December 8, 2009

Levi Johnston...gay Icon according to Behar! Book to reveal Palin lies...


Republicans spring for duds at the Gap




Joy's lack of fashion sense strangles her!




Joy Behar’s interview with Levi Johnston started off innocently enough - but once the young buck established that he was unwilling to dish up a salacious snippet of gossip or two to feather her notorious nest – the treacherous red-head (who brags about being a Bette Midler look-alike to everyone within earshot) was inclined to twist the knife in.

Ouch! 

It was painful to watch.

In spite of the vicious attack mode – launched without much provocation out-of-the-blue – Levi kept a cool head.

No innuendo, honest!

In fact, the hapless hottie barely twitched a muscle, when it became quite evident Joy was raising the stakes in the hot seat.

The handsome young woodsman from the wilds of the great white north managed to sit confidently, with hands intertwined on the table top in a manly manner, as a jutting chin underscored the hard veneer beneath the Tinseltown spit-and-polish phoniness beguiling the surface.

Right off the bat, the pushy (classless) talk-show interviewer, questioned the truthfulness of a handful of Levi's mean-spirited takes on the VP hopeful – which ultimately – catapulted the mouthy lad into the International spotlight.

How do you know for a certainty that Crystal was left to her own devices to raise the kids, so that Sarah could selfishly devote herself to the task at hand on the campaign trail?

Levi calmly shot from the hip.

“I stayed at the house for three years and was a witness to what went down," he quipped in so many words.

Turn-about is fair play, so Joy proceeded to broadcast a clip in which perky Palin pointed an accusing finger at Levi for being an absentee father.

In the short interview, the gun-toting mama, accused Levi of being away on his media junkets, pursuing modeling gigs, and appearing for interviews when he should have been more mindful of the burden he was placing on Crystal and their child.

But, in a deceitful effort to avoid giving the appearance of being an interloper and a muck-racker, Palin assured her interviewer that she and the 1st Dude never intervened or harped at Levi over the issues.

"We let them work it out themselves," she noted, as she patted herself on the back.

While that clip was wrapping up on air, Levi reacted with a grunt in the shadows, if I am not mistaken.

At this juncture, the tongue-wagger steered the conversation down a potentially devastating path for Levi – if he took the bait (jail bait?) - that is.

When did the two of you first have sex, she quizzed her startled guest, without blushing.

Levi was nobody’s fool, though, and instinctively sensed it was a loaded question.

After collecting his thoughts, and accessing the situation, he softly noted she was 18.

Good answer, Levi.

When Levi refused to reveal where their first spell of passion took place, Joy tried twisting his arm to wrestle the top secret information out of him.

But, to no avail.

I don't kiss and tell, either.

When it came to the topic of Levi’s upcoming book, the VIEW  hen was shaken (not stirred) by Levi’s inference that there were more delicious revelations on the horizon which may get Palin's t** caught in the wringer.

Because Johnston was tight-lipped – and refused to ferret up any titillating tidbits - Joy went for the jugular out of spite.

So, let’s get to this playgirl thing.

Why didn’t you bare all?

The studio camera focused on racy photos of Johnston off-set – at which point – a handful of crew members and guests let out a few wolf whistles on the sidelines.

“I’m just 18, and I thought I should rethink it, and not do something I’d regret later.”

Of course, there was an easy way out of the fix.

Because he has a child, he could have argued that he didn’t want to pose nude and run the risk of having his child happen across the racey stills in the future when least expected.

At this point, it was pretty obvious to moi that Levi is a pretty smooth character with an innate sense of self-preservation.

Obviously, this was apparent to the hostess (without the mostest) who must have been seething inside; after all, the naive punk got the best of her.

Frustrated,  she proceeded to go for the low blow, and took a swipe at his manhood.

You realize that you’re a gay icon now, she retorted in a slightly derogatory fashion, to a genuinely surprised Levi.

"How does that make you feel?"

Is he less of a man, because of it, Joy?

Unlike the former, Ms. California - who stepped in sh** more often-than-not on the subject of gay issues - Johnston was quick on the uptake.

“They’re people, too. They’re all fans.”

One for Levi, dudes!

His clever response reminded me of an old saying.

“There’s no such thing as bad publicity. All publicity is good publicity.”

Though many Queens might think Levi a cad, it is doubtful they’d kick him out of bed for eating crackers.

Levi may find himself on my worst-dressed list at the end of the month, though.

For starters, the tips on his shirt collar were too large, and out-of-style.

Even still, kudos are due.

The conquering hero sat up straight and confident in his chair and effected a strong masculine presence.

In fact, the Palin black sheep didn’t even twitch, when Joy rolled out the big guns.


"What makes you think your penis is so great that it should be photographed," she asked with all the delicacy of a common street whore.

“Interesting question,”  he responded without blinking an eye.

But a ridiculous one!

An offer to pose nude doesn’t always signal a lone interest in getting a peak at a he-man’s co**.

To many, it’s the overall package (including how a man uses the - um - tools at his disposal)  that is the measure of the man, in the final analysis.

Joy’s focus on di** revealed what a size queen she is.

A large sausage would substitute just fine for her on cold winter nights when the old cougar’s dance card is empty (without doubt!)

It’s doubtful many men (gigolo or not) would go for a cold-hearted bit** like her if they had their druthers anyway, just betcha, folks!

By the way, Karma works in very mysterious ways, Ms. Behar.

Last night, it jumped up and bit you on your righteous a**, and you didn't even see it coming.

In the final analysis, Levi was more skilled at laying traps, than a jaded old city slicker like you, darling.





Palin Lesbian rumors persist!



Las Vegas...Wrangler National Finals Rodeo! Studly cowboys, ornery bulls, & more!







The Super Bowl of Rodeo Events – the National Finals Rodeo – kicks off this week in Vegas and is expected to attract about 150,000 fans who’ll be rooting for their favorites in the 10-day championship event.

The sport's biggest names are expected to swagger into town and compete in the high-profile arenas of roping, wrestling, bull-riding, and bareback riding.

A trio of cowboys in the Western spotlight – known as the Pride – are also in town to rustle up some bang for the avid ring-siders' buck, too.

The handsome outgoing cowboys include swash-buckling horseback riders Robby Mote, Ryan Gray and Jason Havens.

Throughout the week, there will be a lot of western-style music entertainment after-hours - as well - around the sprawling desert oasis (in the shadow of the majestic snow-capped mountains).

Funny that!

The announcement in the local daily triggered memories of my youth and one occasion when I strode up on stage at an elementary-school talent contest and warbled "The Streets of Laredo" in my cowboy outfit fresh off the rack at Woolworths.

Come to think of it, headliners like Randy Travis, Miranda Lambert, and Rodney Carrington are slated to play their brand of foot-tapping down-home western-style music at a handful of colorful local venues over the next seven days or so.

In addition, there will be live performances by:

*Dierks Bentley (House of Blues; Dec. 10th & 11th)
*John Michael Montgomery (Golden Nugget; Dec. 10th)
*The Lone Starlets (Golden Nugget; Dec. 6th to 9th)
*Rodney Carrington (MGM Grand; thru Dec. 12th)
* Ron White (The Mirage; Dec. 12th – Dec. 13th)
*Steve Holy (Tropicana; Dec 6th & 7th)
*Sara Evans (Star of the Desert Arena @ Primm Dec. 11th)
*Trace Adkins (The Pearl @ Palms; Dec. 9th)

And, don't forget to catch Cowboy Christmas at the Convention Center, where over 400 vendors are displaying a myriad of quality western-themed gift ideas to make the shopping drama a little bit more casual and hassle-free this Yuletide Season (2009).

See 'ya there!



Risky business even in a packed stadium!





Tiger Woods...pussy galore! This cat has nine - um - pieces of tail!


You think a hole in one is tough, try nine, dude!




By the time dinner hour rolled around last night, it was quite evident from the news reports flooding in, that Tiger Woods was either a super stud or relying on the mystical power of exotic drugs to sustain what was obviously an insatiable quest for sexual  conquests.

At last count, nine lusty women jumped on the Tiger (gotcha by the tail)  merry-go-round, to snatch up a bit of the spotlight in the unfolding scandal.

On the heels of the revelations about the startling body (of the hot & fleshy variety) allegations also began filtering out of the revolving-door boudoir in respect to drug-induced high-jinks.

For instance, experts speculated that Tiger must have scarfed down what is commonly-known as a date-rape prescription drug, to enlarge upon the width-and-breath of his clandestine prowess.

That theory came home to roost – and ended up a reality check for Tiger – when evidence regarding this allegation was surreptiously gleened on a different front.

With law enforcement evidence in hand -  innovative gossip mongers delved further and managed to uncover testimony from eyewitnesses secured from public records (and elsewhere) that underscored that on the night of the accident - Tiger was either bombed by virtue of a lethal combination of alcohol and drugs or under the influence of some kind of mind and/or mood-altering substance in the alternative.

In retrospect, looking back, it is obvious why the golf pro sequestered himself in the inner sanctum of his home (at the advice of criminal lawyers specializing in damage control) and away from the prying eyes of neighbors and the ubiquitous media parked outside his pricey Florida enclave.

Some argue that the issues are private matters, though.

Matt Damon (who admitted being friends with Tiger) took an off-limits approach.

Meanwhile, the hypocritical Invictus star (with an upcoming feature film release begging for promotion on the horizon) got his mug on camera, didn’t he?

Ever the publicist looking out for your own behind, plotting career moves and novel ways to drum up publicity along the way, eh Matt?

Unlike others, I disagree with the smug position of a handful of party-poopers, who assert that the probe should not go any farther based on Tiger's right to privacy.

After all, there is one stickling fact to keep uppermost in the mind, folks!

Tiger’s little indiscretion that fateful night caused physical damage - not only to his neighbor’s property - but to city-owned fixtures (a fire hydrant) paid for by the public coffers.

Subsequently, enquiring minds want to know one niggling thing.

Will there be any more wild  incidents arising out of Tiger’s uncontrollable urge to prowl hungrily at the witching hour to satisfy deep sexual cravings - no matter how wobbly his dick - or drug-soaked his mental faculties may be?

If so, at what cost?

The scuttlebutt here in Vegas - Sin City capital of the world - is running rampant.

Even local reporters have been inclined to divulge point blank -  that they were aware of Tiger's late-night carousing and carefree nights of high-roller gambling at the Casinos (where management encouraged the prettier gals to hang out and egg the likes of Woods and his cast of desperados on to ensure the cold hard cash kept flowing).

Not a peep leaked out - because as they say - what happens in Vegas stays in Vegas.

Until the Florida incident, that is.

Meanwhile, numero uno nosey parker – Oprah Winfrey - stepped into the fray (so what else is new from the hefty bag's corner) and offered up a forum for Tiger and the missus to air the dirty laundry and get to the crux of the problem.

Don't suppose ratings has anything to do with this generous offer?

In view of all the shocking breaking news of late, it is evident at this point in time, that Tiger needs more than someone to hold his co**.

Unlike other dudes, he can’t turn to best his friend to confide in, either.

After all, the childhood friend introduced him to his first mistress.

On the sidelines, the curious are wondering if Tiger will even show at his buddy’s wedding celebrations this week, in spite of the fact he’s supposed to assume the role of best man at the altar.

Even still, best man for best pimp sounds highly appropriate, don't 'ya think?

In addition to a therapist,Tiger is in dire need of a mediator –and high-profile negotiator whiz – to wangle a deal with a bevy of bodacious beauties circling the edges of the high stakes melodrama like a school of blood-thirsty sharks out for a piece of the action.

Although Tiger's approval rating is higher than that of the president,the court of public opinion has spoken.

Zip it, Woods!

Meanwhile, his missus should snap up the prenuptial moolah and give the a**hole the big kiss off.

Once a wayward prick, always a wayward prick, after all.





Smile if 'ya got some trophy pussy last night!

http://www.julianayrs.com

Monday, December 7, 2009

Las Vegas...City Center architectural images dazzle on video! Inspiration for a series of paintings...




I'm zipping off to Vegas for some sin and sun - not necessarily in that order - though!

Actually, I just pine for a respite from it all for a few days by the pool.

Once I get settled in, I'll take a trek up to the spanking new City Center - highlighted by Frank Gehry designs - which has transformed the desert oasis strip into an glittering aesthetic beauty.

The knock-out showcase-cum-upscale-mall is brimming full of swank restaurants, trendy boutiques, and tony Hotels.

At the crack of dawn one morning a few weeks ago, when the constuction teams were painstakingly adding finishing touches to the futuristic-looking CityCenter to meet the grand opening deadline, I captured a handful of the scintillating images on celluoid with my HD camera.

Click on the links below to check out my favorite architectural renderings.

Landscape No. 1

http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=hOZTN_LeQds

Landscape No. 2

http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=VeE1E4495tQ

Landscape No. 44 (Lemon Wedge & Palm Tree)

http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=4qf88LQbsvA&feature=player_embedded

Landscape No. 89

http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=aRFMiAIdmYs

Landscape No 41 (Merging Reliefs in Desert Terrain)

http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=5TS17WdHc7g

Landscape No. 16 (Marbled squares against Sky Blue)

http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=kYgeWLe0m2o

Landscape No. 9 (Slash Dash Vegas & Skyline Terrain)

http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=6cs5FgRHhAU

Landscape 84 (Clashing Images Merge)

 http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=2cXcHx-1A4E

Landscape No. 88 (Sea Green, Ultramine & Slate Grey)

http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=aRFMiAIdmYs

If Santa surprises me with a new paint set and a host of canvases, those VID images may just be the inspiration I need to roust me from a painting dry spell, and get my artistic a** in gear!

Who knows, I may just start pursuing my first love (painting) with great fervor again.




Sunday, December 6, 2009

Ice Bears of the Beaufort...captivating documentary about plight of polar bear! Imagery & special effects stunning...







My favorite film at the Artivist Film Festival (Egyptian Theatre) was the thought-provoking doc by Arthur C. Smith on the subject of the potential extinction of the polar bear due to a lack of foresight and outright stupidity on the part of humankind.

Smith's unique approach to the subject - in which he facilitates breathtaking imagery of the polar bears in their natural habitat with natural sound and without any narrative (save for a few captions on placecards artfully inserted surreptiously here and there) - was the perfect way for a silent observer to muse from afar (and likewise) gurantee an intimate up-close reveal of the animal's natural instincts in the wilds without interruption or inteference.

As a result - the filmmaker managed to chronicle polar bear activity year-round in the coastal (and offshore areas) of the Arctic National Wildlife Refuge and adjacent to Beaufort Sea.

According to the director, his ultimate goal was to capture the polar bear's current plight in the region - with the ultimate aim of enlightening animal rights advocates (and others) - about the reality of what has been transpiring in in recent days in respect to the polar bears and their natural habitat.

In the final analysis, the award-winning documentarian trusts the images and observations he captured on film, will surely speak for themselves. 

For example, early on in the opening scenes, the polar bears are playful and carefree in their natural environs.

As time progresses, though, it is evident that the polar bears have become confused, sluggish, and disoriented in an environment that is fast deteriorating because of ice flows, oil slicks, and outside invaders anxious to develop the natural resources with profit motivation lurking behind every carbon footstep.

"How people move forward with the information they gleen from the "Ice Bears of Beaufort" is dependent on the democratic process to be informed well enough to act," he poignantly stated for the record.

An advocate artist (and a concerned human advocating animal rights), Smith was awarded a coveted "Animal Advocacy" prize by Artivist Film Festival (2009).

In our unbalanced pursusit of natural resources we are losing respect for a human connection with the natural world around us, according to the insightful talented director.

"The film is a plea for more than just the preservation of a polar bear habitat;  it is also a plea for balance amidst development and conscience amidst greed."






 
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