Purple is the New Blonde

Does anyone recall when "being blonde" was all the rage?  Most of the population sporting a platinum head of hair, achieved it via a bottle. You couldn't turn your head and not see a bleached blonde cross your line of sight.  It was always a "secret" held between them and their hair dresser. This doesn't seem to be the case anymore...  Not around here, anyway.

I've always been partial to redheads. Deep auburn's and alike.  Granted most redheaded women seem to also be bat-shit crazy, but perhaps it's the danger of walking that thin line between sanity and insanity that draws me to them.  Unfortunately, as of late, even the ravishing redhead seems to be a minority.

I went to a movie yesterday.  A time killer before meeting up with a friend of mine.  The theater was at the mall and as I was running late, I spent very little time rushing through the corridor that connects the parking structure and the theater.  In those few fleeting moments, I passed two people with purple hair.  After the film, the same thing happened.  I passed two more purple-haired people and they were not the same two people.

From a soft lavender to a hard eggplant, a trend has erupted where women feel the need (now) to have purple hair.  I guess because green, blue and orange is too preposterous. A few months back, I never saw anyone with unnatural hair colours.  Not until a good friend of mine coloured her hair.  I must admit that it suited her then and continues to look good today.  Could she possibly be the one who instigated this latest trend?  Maybe.  She is a social butterfly and possesses a unique style all onto her own.  Some of it leaves me scratching my head, sometimes, but at least it's leaps and bounds better than that Hello Kitty shit, she seems to like.

More than likely, Hollywood would be the culprit for starting this fad. I've spotted some major stars sporting the purple-look.  Pop icon, Katy Perry and that Demi Lovato chick make it look kinda sexy and hot, but I'd hardly consider them adequate role models.  Not when you consider Katy Perry's tits hanging half out of her shirt all the time.  Don't get me wrong. I find Perry's look quite fetching, but would you want your 11-year old daughter emulating the look?

Ironically, Kelly Osbourne, a prominent member of the Fashion Police on E! has had purple hair for many years now.  A look that ages her well beyond her young years.  Why does a woman who looks as pretty as Kelly Osbourne does, wish to make herself appear like she's a 70-year old woman?  It frickin' baffles me.

Purple hair, when applied correctly, does look pretty hot.  Just look at the little honey pictured above.  I'd date her, but I've always been partial to them redheads.  Mmm mm... Ya gotta love a redhead.

Ain't What It's Cracked Up To Be

The movie HERCULES is set to release this Friday, July 25th, and it will most likely be a tremendous blockbuster hit.  I really hope it is, as it's star, Dwayne "The Rock" Johnson, deserves much success.  Other than reading the odd article on Johnson's incredible workout regiment and dedicated diet in preparation for the film, I knew very little about the film.  Moments ago, before settling down to type out this blog, I finished watching a two-minute trailer that a friend posted up on Facebook.  Sadly, the trailer leaves much to speculation, story-wise, but this may be a good thing as most modern day movie trailers are guilty of showing all the good parts in the trailer and leaving the rest of the movie as empty filler, like discarded packing peanuts.  What I did gain from the HERCULES movie trailer, however, is that there's going to be much comic-relief -- which will most likely become tedious and annoying -- and many gratuitous fight sequences.

Another point stressed in the film's trailer was a strong emphasis on the superhuman strength possessed by the man known as Hercules.  An attribute as his mother is a common human, but his father is the great and powerful Zeus.  The fabled stories would have you believe that Hercules would possess the strength of ten men, a trait I believe will be multiplied ten-fold by Hollywood, and judging from Dwayne Johnson' incredible physique, may not be too far off the mark...

This claim of incredible prowess got me to thinking.  Percy Jackson's father is the Greek God, Poseidon.  It's a given that Poseidon may not be as powerful as Zeus, but the two were brothers, so that ought to mean something.  Therefore, shouldn't Percy Jackson possess the same physical strength as his cousin, Hercules?  Or at the very least, a fraction of his perceived strength?  I would imagine having the strength of even just five men would come in handy for some of his adventures, but instead, he's left with being clever and his two close friends.

Speaking of the offspring of the gods.  Shouldn't the biggest name on the list, J.C., himself have possessed some kind of superior ability?  Exceptional strength or an increased ability of any sort?  From what I've gathered throughout time is that Jesus Christ had the gift of gab.  An elevated ability to charm the weak-minded folks around him into believing the hogwash he was spouting.  A kind of super-power, I suppose, but one that differs from the old Snake Oil salesman from the early 20th century.  However, like those spinning wondrous tales of make-believe, the consequences of his yarns eventually caught up to him and he was hung out on the cross.  I bet he would've liked to have had the strength of ten men on that day.

I guess when it's all said and done; Being the son of a God, ain't all what it's cracked up to be.

Bill Cosby is an Asshole

Yesterday, July 17th, 2014, was a crazy day for me.  I had an appointment I needed to attend at 8am, clear across town, and I guess the anticipation of not wanting to miss that appointment prevented me from sleeping beyond 4am.

The appointment breezed by, ending about twenty minutes after it started.  I'd made arrangements to hang out with a friend who lived close by, but he wouldn't be available until after eleven o'clock, so I had a lot of time to waste in the meantime.  It was a lot of bumming around the nearby Wal-Mart.  Those who follow me on Twitter, would've seen some of the pictures I took of my "adventures".

Eventually, my friend D__ came home and we hung out, with his kids, for a little while, before the long hours of being awake, finally caught up to me and I was fighting the urge to fall asleep.  Sadly, I tapped out, admitting defeat and departed, opting to return home and go to sleep.  And go to sleep, I did.

I laid down on the sofa, with my cat, and together we slept for about four hours.  Then I got up, ate some soup, because it's a quick and easy meal to prepare; Open, pour, microwave, eat!  Then I laid down, once more on the sofa, with Monkey, my cat, close by. Slept for another three and a half, maybe four hours. Woke up, raced to Safeway to buy cereal, which had been sold out 7 days in a row. (FYI, DON'T shop at Safeway, they SUCK!!)  I returned home, just in time, as torrential rain and violent lightning began thundering above the house, moments after my front door closed.  So I went to bed.  Nothing else to do.

I slept nicely throughout the night, being awoken only once, around 6am to the sounds of my cat hacking up what I presumed was a hairball, but turned out to be only food that he wolfed down in some sort of imaginary race.  I shot him with a water bottle I keep nearby and went back to sleep.  (It's amazing how tired I am, considering I haven't worked in a month and a half.)

Around 9:30am, I awoke to the oddest thing I've ever had pop into my head, causing me to awaken abruptly.  The words "LISA BONET DIED ON THE OPERATING TABLE"!!! I hadn't watched any sort of television sensationalism gossip programming, especially anything as asinine as Entertainment Tonight or their equivalencies.  I've not seen anything pertaining to Lisa Bonet's questionable acting talent in (literally) decades, not since her "riveting" performance in "Angel Heart". 

Stunned at this news, I rose to check out her breathing status on IMDb.com, only to learn that the actress is the latest recipient of the famed DEATH HOAX.  Apparently, whilst I was unconscious on my sofa for most of July 17th, Lisa Bonet's publicist was fighting off and denying allegations of the actress's untimely demise.

So rest assured, everyone.  It is only Lisa Bonet's career that is dead and it's been dormant for decades, I suspect because of that asshole, Bill Cosby, who claimed she was unprofessional for doing nude scenes in the afore mentioned Angel Heart and for an alleged "unprofessional attitude".  Speaking honestly, though, if I had to work with a dick like Bill Cosby, I'd be unprofessional too.

LISA BONET is ALIVE AND WELL.  Looking at her picture, it's apparent that despite still having a rockin' body, she's not aging very well.  The grey hair is a real turn-off.