Heath Ledger. Have to start with this one, since it's hot off the presses. First the rumor mill was saying he killed himself. Now they think it was an accidental drug overdose. Whatever it was, the news came as a shock. The video of paramedics wheeling his bagged body into an ambulance while the paparazzi flash away made my stomach churn.
Heath Ledger certainly wasn't someone you thought of when you pondered Hollywood-stars-most-likely-to-die-too-young. By all accounts, he was a decent man and a good father. Here's a link to some run-ins he had with everyday people who have nothing but good things to say about him. He also took his acting seriously and seemed to have a great career ahead of him, according to his peers. Myself, I never saw Brokeback, but I was pleased enough with his performance in the cheesy A Knight's Tale. His loss is a terrible shame. Even worse is watching the fuckheads on garbage t.v. like Entertainment Tonight and Access Hollywood pick at his bones with salacious glee. There is a special place in hell reserved for them. R.I.P., Heath.
Freefallin' economania. I don't know if you've noticed, but our economy's headed straight for the shitter. The market's been a roller coaster lately, and there's gloom and doom on the faces of all those "financial reporters." They're even starting to use the "R" word: Recession. We're talkin' layoffs. We're talkin' bankruptcies. We're talkin' foreclosures. It's not a pretty picture. I guess that money pit of a war we can't afford is finally coming home to roost. What's the bill, $2 billion a week? I know it's a stretch, but methinks we could find a better use for that money. Then there's the real estate bubble that's letting out air faster than a whoopie cushion with Rosie O'Donnell's ass on it. Add a lack of consumer confidence, and we've got ourselves a perfect economic shitstorm.
This bad financial news really hit home for me a couple of weeks ago, when I learned that Cadwalader, a prominent New York law firm, laid off 35 associate attorneys. LAWYERS ARE GETTING FIRED, PEOPLE!! That's when you know it's bad, when LAWYERS -- the plankton of the economy -- start losing their jobs. Something has to be done, and right quick! We can't allow good, decent, honest attorneys to continue joining the ranks of the unemployed. If the sad, pallid faces of underworked lawyers don't stir up your inner Good Samaritan, I ask you, what will? So won't you please help? To make a donation, just call 1-800-WE-SCREW-YOU. Call now, our operators are standing by.
But hey, Bushie's working on a "stimulus plan." Just one pregunta though: Why does he always prepare for the hurricane three days after it rips the roof off the house?
Watch those elbows! Did you see the Democratic debate the other night? Oh man, it was good stuff! Hillary and Obama were going at it like two Rottweilers who hadn't been fed in a week.
Seriously, the two of them took playground mudslinging to a new level. First he slapped her by saying that while he was helping the poorest of the poor as a neighborhood organizer in Chicago, she was sitting on the Board of Walmart, eating her lobster and sauce. (Ok, I added that last part.) Oh, you should have seen the look on Hill's face afterwards. She was totally pissed awwwf. There were daggers in her eyes. She kept smiling through that death mask of hers, but I knew she was just biding her time before she inflicted her revenge on Obamer. Sure enough, a couple of minutes later, she kicked him right in the ballsack by claiming that while she was fighting the Republican war machine in the early '90s, he was busy representing a "slum landlord" in Chicago on behalf of his law firm. Awwww yeah.
The whole audience went OOOOHHHH, like they knew it was ON. And Obamer cracked a half smile that said YoufuckingbitchI'llripyourheartoutbeforethisisover. He had to explain it, which is the whole point of flinging political poo. No one cares what the explanation is, it's all about the accusation. (For the record, Obama responded that he only did 5 hours of work for the slum landlord, while neglecting to mention something I learned later on msnbc.com that the slum landlord actually helped him buy his house and later donated to his campaign, which donations Obamer later gave to charity.) Hmmmm. Then Edwards does his "I'm above these bickering fools but I still want to keep my options open for VP so I'll throw some jabs but no haymakers" thing. Pussy.
Man, this is good, good stuff. Fun to watch. But not too good for the Democratic Party. Here's hoping these overambitious knuckleheads remember that if they keep publicly ripping each other new ones, they'll all be too damaged for the election that really matters. You know, the one in November. But the thing of it is, I'm not too sure either of them care. It's all about them. In fact, if you watch any debate, you quickly realize how big an ego a person needs to have to enter politics, and in particular, to run for President. These people friggin' love themselves.
Speaking of self-absorbed politicians, here's another shocker: Former Senator and erst-while actor Fred Thompson just ended his presidential bid. And what a passionate ride it was! I can't say I didn't see this coming, but still it's a little surprising that he didn't stay on for awhile and--- zzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzz
Hairline epilogue. I got my hairs cut yesterday, and I noticed that from the forehead up, I'm starting to look more and more like Jean Reno:
And I'm cool with that. Not that I have a choice.
This just in: fighting with your spouse is good for your health. A new study of marital couples has concluded that it's actually better for husbands and wives to vocalize their anger and fight it out, rather than keep it in. Congrats, Mom and Dad, you're both going to live to 120!
Daniel Day-Lewis. I saw him in There Will Be Blood a couple of weeks ago, and I'm telling you, he was mesmerizing. And I don't say that about a lot of men.
The movie was over two and a half hours long, but with him onscreen, it flew by. The guy's an artist who literally becomes the character he's playing. I don't see too many movie characters where I forget that there's an actor playing a role. When I see Robert DeNiro or Liam Neeson, or Jack Nicholson in a movie, in the back of my head, I'm thinking, "Oh, that's Jack Nicholson playing a psychopath with an axe," or "That's Robert DeNiro playing a gangster." Not so with Daniel Day-Lewis. When he's in character, I totally forget there's an actor there. And so it was with DDL's depiction of Daniel Plainview in There Will Be Blood. If he doesn't get an Oscar next month, I'm going to write a strongly-worded letter to the Academy.
I'm getting very sleeeepy. I don't know what my problem is lately. All I feel like doing is sleeping. I know I go to bed late, but that can't be all it is. I think it's the time of year, maybe. It's so dark all the time, and I'm in my office during daylight hours. It amazes me that so many people have trouble falling asleep though. They take Ambien and all kinds of drugs just to sleep. A mixture of some such drugs probably killed Heath Ledger. Sleeping pills are completely foreign to me. I've never taken a one in my life. Unless there's a snorer in the hizzy, or I'm anxious about some major work assignment, I fall asleep very easily and sleep like a baby. I guess I should count my blessings once in awhile.
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