J-LO and A-ROD ...

 Told ya.

“We have realized we are better as friends and look forward to remaining so.”

“We will continue to work together and support each other on our shared businesses and projects. We wish the best for each other and one another’s children. Out of respect for them, the only other comment we have to say is thank you to everyone who has sent kind words and support.”

YEAH, YEAH, YEAH.

He cheated, he lied, he told you he loved you.

Not even YOU J-lo can make a cheater faithful.  

NEXT ...

We will be holding auditions for J-lo's next boyfriend.  Must be good looking, between the ages of 25 to 45.  Must be loaded ($$$$$$$) and comfortable being second banana.  

Gwyn ...

 Yet again.  

Gwyneth Paltrow’s latest Goop-y vibrator costs $135

If I was going to pay $135.00 for a vibrator I'd want a man attached to it.  

Hear me out for a second ... when I was a single gal I never owned one of these things because I was afraid if I suddenly died my parents might find it in my condo and I'd die of shame even though I was already dead ... dig?  I NEVER talked about such things with my girlfriends.  We did not mention shit like this.  If you needed to have sex with machinery you were looked upon as pathetic.  And I came of age during the crazy sex filled disco era of the 1970's. 

Even today I don't get it.  WHY would you openly talk about shit like this?  Sin vuerguenzas!

NEXT ...

Kourtney Kardashian and the tale of the Unedited Bikini Pic 

REGULAR KHLOE ...

PERFECT KLOHE ...

SIGH.  Isn't it time this family just disappeared into obscurity?

Then, after scrambling to get the unauthorized bikini pic off the internet pronto, Khole then immediately posted a video on Instagram to PROVE that she isn't photoshopped.  So what is it Khlo?  Do you care?  Or you don't care?  If you care, why the lecture on body shaming?  If you don't care, why do you have to let everyone see you in your birthday suit to PROVE you don't photoshop.  Please.  Get some help. 

MEAN TEACHER and other jerks ...

This lady right here ... Alyssa Rupp Bohenek is a MEAN TEACHER!  Apparently, she wrote the comment below on a little boy's paper.  Naturally, the little boy felt like crap and was afraid to go home and show it to his parents.  He is only 7 years old.

 

To tell a little boy that his work is PATHETIC is so damaging, so HEARTLESS, so MEAN that this broad should lose her job.  Now y'all know how I hate a bully and the worst kind of bully is a teacher who is a bully.  How does a 7 year old defend himself?! 

This lady should count her blessings that that little boy wasn't my kid because she wouldn't have any hair left after I got through with her.  

My fourth grade teacher traumatized me so badly that I would try to make myself barf every morning so I wouldn't have to go to school.  And I wasn't the only kid who did this.  EVERYONE hated this particular teacher.  I will not name her, but she had blonde hair and blue eyes that would bulge out of her head when she yelled at the class that would scare the f*ck outta everybody.  One look from her was enough to terrify a flying monkey.

YOU DO NOT BELITTLE OR HUMILIATE A CHILD.  EVER!

These bullies infiltrate all parts of society.  Whether it's the fiefdom of an elementary school or the international halls of business and commerce, they LIVE to be mean and controlling and all powerful (e.g., one Donald J. Trump).  I pray that one day this type of behavior will no longer be tolerated by adults in the work place, or the schoolyard, or the university.  All it does is make people feel like sh*t about themselves and then some a-hole takes a sawed off shotgun and massacres an entire office building.

I'm not "blaming" ... I am merely trying to state how damaging it is when a teacher belittles a student.  SUPREMELY damaging ... because one day that student might grow up to have a blog that is read by lots and lots of people and YOU just may be the subject of one her posts.  😈

Thank you.

NEXT ...

Lance Armstrong's son has been arrested for raping a 16 year old girl in 2018.  Apparently, the apple does not fall far from the tree.  When your father is an arrogant prick it seems inevitable that the son will follow.

Good luck dickwad.

Jennifer Lopez's exes Ben Affleck, Marc Anthony lavish praise on her 

... of course they do.

I wonder how much she paid them.  NEVER HAVE I EVER known of ANYONE who is SO obsessed with her public image.  SAD. 

 

Jen ... hun, you can try and try and try and try but A-Rod is still going to f*ck around and you will still break up.  Just deal with it.  

DAVE RAMSEY and At Will Employment ...

I believe you all know how I feel about "At Will" employment and "right to work" states.  I HATE THEM.  This means that you can be fired for ANY REASON.  PERIOD.  

Now we have the CHRISTIAN money advisor Dave Ramsey who just also happens to be a multimillionaire ... cause God loves him more than He loves us.  

Anywhoo, here's the headline:

Dave Ramsey's Company Fired 12 Employees for Premarital Sex

Caitlin O'Connor, a former administrative assistant who worked at Ramsey Solutions for years before her termination last June. O'Connor alleged that the company fired her because she was pregnant, as the decision came shortly after she requested paperwork for maternity leave.  

Ramsey Solutions reportedly linked O'Connor's dismissal to the fact that she engaged in premarital sex. The former assistant was not married to her partner, and the child's father, when she announced her pregnancy thereby violating the company's conduct rule.  

Dave's response:

"Sure.  Absolutely," the Ramsey Solutions' owner says in the response section. "We have a moral code of conduct at our office.  I fire people if they have extramarital affairs."

Ramsey's response went on to suggest that, because Tennessee is an "at-will" state, employers are legally allowed to fire employees for any reason, or without cause.

"They freaking work for me," his response continues. "This is an employment-at-will state, which means if I decide I don't like people with green eyes, I don't have to hire you. I don't have to keep you anymore."

EXACTLY.  This is why I hate at-will employment.  The worker is completely unprotected.  What if Dave sexually harassed an employee?  I know he would NEVER do that because he's a Christian, but still.  

One day this will end.  It will.  Because it's cruel and UNCHRISTIAN you asshole.  And I can guarantee you, you have PLENTY of employees who are having premarital sex and even those who are committing adultery with one another -- I PROMISE.  And BTW ... Remember what Jesus told the prostitute at the well?  He told her to "go and sin no more."  HE DIDN'T STONE HER OR FIRE HER.  That's because He has a HEART -- which you obviously do not. 

I HATE self-righteous, judgmental bullies and that is who this guy is.  He'll tell you he's been rich, he's been poor, and he's been rich again, and he sure LOVES being rich.  He recently put his home on the market for $15.4 MILLION DOLLARS.  Um ... correct me if I'm wrong but ... I don't think Jesus even owned a home, let alone one worth $15.4 million.  

LOOK in the mirror you asshole and ask yourself ... WWJD if he had employees.  

Since when is it your business to know, let alone fire anyone for having sex?  Yeah I know, I know.  It's an At-Will state.  I mean, how do you even know this shit?  Do you have all your female employees examined to make sure their hymens are still intact?  I mean seriously dude.  

YOU ARE A MEAN, JUDGMENTAL BULLY AND GOD DOESN'T LIKE YOU.  HE TOLD ME SO LAST NIGHT.

Signed,

Sister Mary Debbie  

THE BLOCK ... a little jaunt down memory lane

As most little girls, I had a very best friend. Denise Rivera and her family moved to Manzanar Avenue when I was 9 years old. The Rivera family had what seemed to me like a hundred and fifty kids, but in actuality it was ten (like that's not a lot). This was back in the 1960's when having 3 kids was considered pathetically small. Anyway, the day they moved in was big news because NO ONE NEW had ever moved to our block. This was very exciting to me. New people! New kids! (The picture above is of the Duggars. Just pretend they're Mexican and call them the Riveras).

Being a nosy little kid I rode my bike to the corner and watched them move in and I'm sure I pestered the shit outta everybody as I asked a billion questions and ... there she was, sitting on the porch with her head in her hands looking very sad and forlorn. She was a pretty little girl with big brown eyes and light brown hair. I walked right up to her and said "what's your name?" ... she barely looked up as she quietly said ... "Denise." From that moment on we were best friends.

As we grew from girlhood into young teenagers our bond became very close and like most girls we were squirrely and weird and no one, NO ONE, could make me laugh like Denise. She took great pride in her ability to make me laugh until I peed in my pants and would torture me as I would plead with her "Noooooo, Denise, stooooooooop!"  But, just as she had the power to make me laugh until I peed, I was not without powers of my own. I could get Denise to do ANYTHING, and I mean anything.  She trusted me implicitly.  

I once came up with this cockamamie idea which involved my bike ... I told Denise, "I KNOW, let's you and me ride the bike and I'll tell you where to go but you gotta CLOSE YOUR EYES! ... and she went for this!  And I gotta tell you, Denise was really good at this. She followed my instructions to the tee, turning when I told her to, slowing down when I told her to, she was freaking amazing at this and we only crashed once ... right in front of Bobby Valencia's house ... but that's another story.  After a while I thought to myself ... this is getting boring ... let's make it more interesting ... so I told Denise, "I know ... I'll sit on the bike facing backward and when I tell you where to go it will be in reverse!  So when I say turn left, it really means right, and when I say turn right, it really means left!!!! OKAY?!?!  I still cannot believe I got her to do this shit. 

Once, after we were grown up I begged her to tell me the truth ..."come oooooon, you looked didn't you?!  She swore to me that she never did.  We did have some close calls though.  Once, riding the bike through the alley doing our reverse instruction thing, I happened to twist around to see where we were headed ... and I saw a metal pole and a brick wall rapidly advancing ... try to picture this ... the handlebars on the bike were either going to clear that pole and the brick wall or we were going to kill ourselves ... I figured hell, if I say anything now we'll crash for sure so I turned around, closed my eyes and waited for the inevitable ... but it never happened!  When I opened my eyes we were passing cleanly between the pole and the wall ... we cleared that space with no room to spare!!! It's a freaking miracle with didn't end up with broken bones. To this day she still doesn't believe me when I tell her we passed between that pole and the wall, but it's true, I swear it. 

I then invented another game I called "Wonderland."  The premise of this game was that we were to ride our bikes all over town for hours and hours and then we had to trace our way back home by the exact same route ... or, we would be lost forever ... in Wonderland.  

 

I loved the chaos and disorder at Denise's house and she loved the order and efficiency of my mine.  Denise LOVED to spend the night at my house because she said when she woke up in the morning the birds were singing and the bacon was a-crackling. Nothing like her house ... complete chaos, babies crying, people yelling and kids everywhere.  Whenever I wanted to play with Denise I would stand in front of her house and yell out "DENEEEEEEEEESE!" Once in a while I'd knock on the door but the Rivera's were really weird about certain things ... if you knocked on the door they would answer by barely cracking the door open ... just enough for you to see an eyeball ... "yeah?" me: "can Denise play?" "hold on." BAM! DOOR CLOSED. The Rivera's were weird like that.

Our block had a ton of kids and really was the best neighborhood in the world to grow up in. We all played together and fought together and grew up together. When Denise and I first started noticing boys we both developed a big ol crush on our neighbor Steve. Steve lived on the corner and had big brown eyes with long, straight eyelashes like a cow's. We would come out of Denise's house and when we reached the sidewalk our heads would automatically turn to the left to look toward his house. One summer she and I decided to get a tan by lying on the sidewalk in front of her house. We got our towels, laid them on the sidewalk and layed down. Why we decided to do this in the front yard I have no idea ... but there we were in our little bikinis lying on our towels when along came Steve on his 10 speed. Instead of stopping or breaking when he saw the two of us on the sidewalk he just kept going and ran over the entire left side of my body leaving a big ol black tire mark. "STEEEEEEEEEVE!!! YOU STUPID!!!" All I remember was his cackling laughter as he continued down the block. JERK.

The Castaneda's were another big family that lived on the block right across the street from Denise. In the summer the entire block would congregate in the Castaneda's garage. They had a pool table and all summer long we would hang out, play pool and listen to music.  The Castaneda's had a bird bath and a pair of plastic pink flamingos in their front yard and when I was little, being the huge pain in the ass I was, Ernie (the dad), would constantly yell at me for sitting on those stupid flamingos and trying to ride them.  Terry was the only only girl in the family and was really, really nice to me. I'd come over and hang out in her room and she would set my hair with her electric rollers and then style my hair into a Gypsy flip which I thought was the coolest thing on earth.  I LOVED Terry, but when she got her first boyfriend I annoyed the crap outta her too. Whenever I would see her and her boyfriend sitting on her front porch I would mosey on over to visit and basically annoy the shit outta her. Terry was probably 16 to my 12 and I'm sure whenever she saw me headed towards her house she probably thought, awwwww crap .... here comes little Debbie. Once, when she was sitting on the porch with her boyfriend John, I decided to go over and talk to them.  And, after studying her nylons for quite some time I told her that they didn't didn't match. She said to me ... "Debbie, how can they not match ... THEY'RE PANTYHOSE." (see ... pain in the ass ... that was me).

The Talk and Sharon Osborne ...

Doesn't Sharon remind you of Leona Helmsley?  

OK.  So, apparently Sharon Osborn and the Talk are going away for a little while.  You see, Sharon got into it with Sheryl Underwood over Piers Morgan saying "racist" things about Megan Markle, etc., etc., etc.  The issue at hand was that Sharon did not call out Piers Morgan for racist comments he has made with regard to Megan.  Sheryl explains to Sharon, that by defending Piers Morgan, she is in effect, basically okaying the racism.  Sharon then comes back and demands that Sheryl tell her WHAT Piers Morgan has said that is racist?!  And back and forth it went.

OK.  Here's my take.  Everyone is getting their panties in a twist over Megan and Harry's interview with Oprah.  Piers is a royalist, therefore he is calling Megan a liar about her statements regarding baby Archie and the royal family and their rules and regulations and prejudices.  Piers is stating that Megan is LYING about everything.  Sharon is defending Piers for his opinions and she's getting heat from Sheryl Underwood for being ok with racist comments made by Piers.  So NOW, they have temporarily gone off air.  I have never seen The Talk.  It's just like The View ... a bunch of women cackling over each other and it just makes me want to put a bullet in my head. 

Bottom line, with COVID resurging, the economy, housing prices rising to ridiculous rates here in California, and the fact that I haven't dyed my hair in over a year .... WHO THE FUCK CARES about Megan and Harry!  THEY'RE RICH!  I'm sorry!  It's just kind of hard for me to feel sorry for people who HAVE EVERYTHING!!  DAYUM!

THEN ...

you've got these two!  The same crap is going on on The View.  Apparently, Joy Behar got into Megan McCain's face about Antifa not being a REAL organization.  People ... Antifa exists.  They're just not as cray-cray as the Proud Boys or those other Nazi groups out there who hate brown people and Jews.  

The whole argument started over Ron Johnson's rhetoric and his belief that there was no racism with regard to the Capitol riots.

UGH ... enough!

The point I would like to make is this ... in the 1960's there used to be REALLY interesting talk shows where people discussed politics and other topics like adults and with actual knowledge.  Google "Dick Cavett" on Youtube and check it out.  Thought provoking television.  

Dick Cavett interviewed EVERYONE!  

And no one got out of control, no one screamed and yelled or insulted anyone with a differing opinion.  They spoke, they listened, they debated, all with respect and something we don't see enough of today ... MANNERS.  

If you're curious about what life was like in the 1960's-1970's, I would urge you to check out Dick Cavett.  Not only are the interviews interesting, but they will reflect what life was like back when I was young.  

The behavior we see on TV today -- with Sharon Osborn, and Sheryl Underwood and Joy Behar and Megan McCain, you would NEVER see anything like that on television.  EVER.  And if anyone got snarky, those kinds of comments were made with real panache.  

Example:  I used to watch the Merv Griffin show EVERY NIGHT.  And one night he had on Zsa Zsa Gabor and Shelley Winters.  Shelley was basically doing a book tour for her autobiography (which I read and it was HILARIOUS) anyway, Shelley Winters and Burt Lancaster (who was married)  would meet up once a year (for years) to have sex and Shelley wrote about this in her book.  Zsa Zsa made a comment about Shelley being "loose" and Shelley told Zsa Zsa, "awww come on Zsa Zsa, if you and I were keeping score you'd be WAY ahead" to which the audience erupted in laughter.  Wherein Zsa Zsa responded "well, I've never slept with anybody else's husband!"  

Burt Lancaster

Shelley Winters

                        Zsa Zsa Gabor

THE END

J-LO and A-Rod ...

 Another one bites the dust.

Can I just say that I do not find A-Rod attractive AT ALL.  When he was a younger man, yeah.  Nice looking guy.  Mhmmm ... on second thought?  NO.  Not my type.  Anyway,  to me he looks kind of female in the face and he also has man boobs which is NOT ATTRACTIVE.  EVER.

                         SEE!  MAN BOOBS

Rumer has it that they've been having "issues" for a while now.  You see peeps, it is never a good idea to fuckin' broadcast EVERY momentous thing your love does for you.  BAD, BAD IDEA.  It is braggadocios and usually tends to backfire.  

And then one must consider the female in this so-called relationship.  J-lo is about as mature as a 17-year-old girl whose been invited to the prom by the quarterback of the football team.  The only problem with that is that J-lo is FIFTY-ONE.      

J-Lo quotes: 

“I do believe in marriage," she told Harper’s Bazaar in March 2018. “And I would love to grow old with somebody in a committed relationship. But I’m not forcing anything right now.”

Jen -- You're ALWAYS forcing it.  How do you not see that?

Lopez confessed on Today in May 2019 that she “always planned to get married again," adding: “I think that’s the goal, right? To find a partner to kind of walk through this crazy thing with, right?”

UH ... not when you've been through four marriages.  At some point you gotta ask yourself ... "maybe it's me?"

Perhaps now is a good time to seek therapy.  But, then again, maybe in your case it's too late.  Perhaps it would just be better to cut your losses and remain single.  Yeah.  I think that's the smarter way to go.  I mean you're 51 -- you're halfway to growing old already anyway.  Might as well call it a day and finish it off by yourself.  It's not such a bad thing, really.  You can have the entire bed to yourself.  You don't have to deal with a snoring man.  You don't have to worry what he's doing when he's not with you.  That right there is a very good reason.  

I mean let's not forget what started all of this suspicion in the first place.  A certain Southern gal who just happens to be on Southern Charm, and just happens to be "friends" with A-Rod.  I'm just sayin'.

Alex has quite the reputation with the ladies.

It seems to me that Alex wanted to be with J-Lo because she's J-Lo and J-Lo wanted to be with A-Rod because he's A-Rod.  You know ... like the two most popular kids in high school.  He is the football hero and she is the homecoming queen.  But in Hollywood.  It was bound to happen.  

It'll be interesting to see how all this mess pans out.  Who is next on J-Lo's hit list and who is next on A-Rod's.  Let's see .... what gorgeous Latino hasn't "Jenny from the Block" not bagged yet?  Oh well ... time will tell.  

Until then, HAPPY HUNTING!