Nicole Richie checked herself out of Beau Monde in Newport Beach 72 hours after she checked in for help to figure out why she can’t gain weight (I know the answer. And I don’t cost $80,000 a month). So why did she leave, you ask? Because she had more important things to do with her time other than saving her life — she had to go shopping! Because, as we all know, you have to have the perfect outfit to wear while you turn into a skeleton and wait for the knock of death. According to one source, “Nicole [Richie] is in complete denial and oblivious to how sick she... 

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I’m not from the Central Valley and I don’t plan to stay here for the rest of my life, so generally the politics around here goes in one ear and out the other. I pay attention enough to know what’s going on, but I don’t put much thought or energy into a reaction. This coming election day, however, that changes. I will NOT be voting for Richard Pombo. I wish I could walk in there and just check a big NO POMBO box, but I will just as happily punch the little square in my ballot. In October 2005, the St. Petersburg Times called him “a virulently anti-environmental... 

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Two nicely dressed ladies happen to start up a conversation during an endless wait in the LAX airport. The first lady was an arrogant California woman married to a wealthy man. The second was a well-mannered elderly woman from the South. When the conversation centered on whether they had any children the California woman started by saying, “When my first child was born, my husband built a beautiful mansion for me.” The lady from the South commented, “Well, isn’t that precious?” The first woman continued, “When my second child was born, my... 

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Women are like apples on trees. The best ones are at the top of the tree. Most men don’t want to reach for the good ones because they are afraid of falling and getting hurt. So, instead, they sometimes take the apples from the ground that aren’t as good, but easy to reach. The apples at the top think something is wrong with them, when in reality, they’re amazing. They just have to wait for the right man to come along, the one who is brave enough to climb all the way to the top of the tree. Now Men…. Men are like a fine wine. They begin as grapes, and... 

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Blindly he haunts me, killed by poisoned smoke of sacrifice. Desire bleeds deep red, and lingers always. A ghost for eternity.  Read More →

My trust is but an ocean, porcelain to the kiss. I drink the liquid of life, and dance in a champagne pool. I devour your delicious universe, and lie on a velvet cloud for eternity.  Read More →

Jul - 19 Ashes, Ashes

Ashes, ashes Lightning crashes. Quickly through the heart. When storm clouds boom, Get out of your room, And taste the tears of Heaven. But keep a watchful eye, On the midnight sky. For when the lightning flashes, There’s no escaping.  Read More →