Joan Rivers will f*ck you up!

I don't know if this was staged or if she really just went bonkers on these people. Either way I'm loving her diva antics. I'm choosing to believe this was a real flip-out because that brings me much more joy. :-)

RIP Michael Jackson

Like many others, I share the sorrow in the loss of a fashion and music icon, Michael Jackson. He's had an immeasurable impact on millions of people's lives for four decades. My initial thoughts on his public memorial service was that it was going to be a complete exploitation of the King. However, after viewing it on TV, I was beyond impressed with the classiness and professionalism of the service. I couldn't see sending him off any other way. If anyone deserves it -- he does. Not only because of his influence on almost every entertainer alive, but also for his massive humanitarian efforts.

If one more person thinks it appropriate to ask my why I'm mourning a child molester I think I might catch a case. If the man was never charged of a crime, why are people so quick to believe allegations? Because its sensational and easy to think that because he was a bit strange that he can do such things. If we are to believe that MJ paid them off then we need to question the integrity of these parents of the children who were allegedly victimized. If anyone molested my one of my children there is no amount of money that would make me drop the charges. Either way I don't rush to believe allegations or rumors unless there's proof. We never got the proof, but in some people's minds he's guilty. And because of this his death doesn't need to be mourned.

Schadenfreude - This is a German word that loosely translates to "finding delight in other's misfortune" particularly highly recognizable or famous people. This is why gossip magazines and blogs are all the rage right now. We love to see celebrities embarrass themselves. Love to see them caught without their makeup so we can realize how unattractive they "really" are.

I do not love to see Michael Jackson's accomplishments thrown out the window because of unfounded, allegations and rumors.

I love you Michael!!

I heart crawfish

Just got back from a trip to New Orleans. Of course we indulged in Beignets at Cafe du Monde, ate a scrumptious lunch at Muriel's (I had a seafood omelet...to die for), some Po Boys at Deanie's (I think it was called), pizza from Slice that I thought was just about the best I ever had. Oooo and Slice also had this BBQ shrimp that could totally get it! But there came that one day where I asked a random shop lady where one could find crawfish. Not restaurant crawfish, but crawfish that comes by the pound in a paper bag already seasoned to perfection. We tracked the joint down on Magazine Street....Little Big Fish or Big Little Fish I don't recall. My heart shattered ever so slightly when the dude behind the counter informed me that they were no longer serving their crawfish and we had to buy them cold. We bought 'em, but that meant a stop at Walmart to get a steel strainer to perch over boiling water to steam those joints. Yes, it was that serious.

You see, cracking open a crawfish and savoring the spicy deliciousness is not just the food junkie inside me but it also reminds me of easier times. We lived in Louisiana for two years from when I was about eleven to almost thirteen years old. We'd lay some newspaper out in the middle of the table and open up the bag of crawfish and go to town! My dad was always a clown, so we'd joke and laugh and act a fool all over a steaming pile of crawfish.

So my girl steamed the crawfish and like I used to do with my family many years ago - we went to work on those things! My friend that we'd gone to visit had her co-worker over at the time and homechick tried to convince me to suck the body cavity part for the "juice." Girl stop! It is never that serious for me. I politely snapped the little crustacean in half and ate the tail only, thankyouverymuch. Eating the first tender little spicy morsel was like an orgasm in my mouth.

It was my intention to have some sent home but I don't know how I forgot to do it! Total travesty!

I Heart Crawfish.