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KRIS ...

you need to incorporate some color into your wardrobe dammit!!!

YOU LOOK LIKE A VAMPIRE. And while you're at it, lighten up the hair ... it looks like you color it with shoe polish.

and p.s. ... doesn't Bruce look like he's made of wax?


Well, I finally saw it! Went to the movie last night with Laura and Paulina and settled in for a real grown up film with intelligent dialogue. The film is visually beautiful and takes place during the early 1900's, one of my favorite periods. This is a film for the real movie aficionado. Not a blockbuster ride of a film that requires 3D glasses. It was thoughtful and provocative. Michael Fassbender played a very contained Carl Jung and I can tell you one thing, this guy is going to be a BIG, BIG STAR. I thought Keira Knightly overplayed it a bit in the beginning, but once she settled down did an effective job of portraying Sabina. Viggo, as always, was perfection. He could read from the telephone book and I'd deem it Oscar worthy. To all of you out there who enjoy a movie experience that engages, teaches, and makes you think, it's a must see. I give it a Solid A.

After the movie we went to grab a bite, a few martinis and enjoyed a gabfest ... my favorite thing to …


Yesterday I had an entire can of Pillsbury cinnamon rolls. I stuck them in the oven, made coffee, waited until they were done, iced them, and then immediately shoved five of them down my mouth while watching the Wendy Williams show. I cannot even explain the warm, chewy, sweetness that filled my mouth ... I could compare it to a sexual release but that somehow seems inappropriate. There were a total of eight rolls. I had five. Rested, then had one more. Later that evening, after dinner when my husband lies on the couch and doesn't know I exist, I took the remaining two out of the microwave where I'd hidden behind two loaves of bread under a napkin and lovingly, and discreetly, enjoyed the last two. Did I feel guilty? No. Not one bit. I went upstairs, got comfy on my bed and proceeded to watch The Housewives of Beverly Hills. Life is good.


So, let's pick up where we left off shall we. Me knocked out in Viggo's living room, dog yapping and I have no memory.


Viggo thinking ... "I had the craziest dream ...
about a little dog who ran up to me while I was in my yard and started barking and pulling at my pant leg. Then, all of a sudden, the little dog ran across the street, and there, lying on the pavement, was a lady, knocked out cold. So I took her in and she's been living with me ever since ????"




Let's send him all our positive energy!

(... yes honey, I'd love to go to the award ceremony with you!)


My husband and I have an ongoing "discussion" regarding this economic crises we are in. He insists nothing will improve because we now live in a global economy and corporations have taken over. The jobs that have gone to China are never coming back. Period. My argument is that if enough people get pissed off, things can change. Well,it appears the people are pissed and have now started the Occupy movement which is growing and evolving and hopefully will actually morph into something positive and bring about the change we need. Getting the money out of politics. Which leads me to the following:

In October Danny and I took a wonderful vacation to the east coast. I am a huge history buff and have always wanted to see Boston, Maine, Rhode Island, Vermont and New Hampshire. All of New England is amazingly beautiful. Of all the amazing places we visited Newport, Rhode Island stood out to me. Many have said that times we are living in today are comparable to the time of …


Doing press to promote his new movie "A Dangerous Method", I copied an excerpt of my Viggo's recent interview in the New York Times Magazine.
Looking less like his "Dangerous Method" character, Sigmund Freud, and more like his usual, Adonis-esque self, ViggoMortensen covered Sunday's New York Times Style Magazine, where he spoke candidly about his grudge-holding habits when it comes to actors misbehaving on set. "Yeah, well, about that stuff, I am harsh," he says. "There’s no excuse for that behavior. You’re tired? Come on! The crew isn’t tired? The crew who got here two hours before you, and who’ll be here two hours after you leave and who are being paid, in many cases, one thousandth of what you’re being paid? Come on! I always thought treating people well was probably the most important thing, but now I’m convinced. Life is too short to work with idiots — well, not idiots, but people who are rude and selfish." …


She's 42.
He's 24.

He looks like a horny little 14 year old.

Jennifer, word to the wise ... this is a drive by .... I'm just sayin'.

BTW ....

It has been several weeks now that we've not seen head nor tail (aka GIGANTIC, HUMONGOUS ass) of Kimmie Kardashian ... and the world has continued to function ... and my blood pressure has gone down.