Celeb Degen

Has anyone else noticed the decline in sanity with our celebrities? Better question, has anyone not noticed the decline in sanity of the freak show that we have turned into American royalty? What happened to the class acts that used their money on the press to cover up the stupidity in their lives so they at least appeared perfect? Remember the great dames and gentleman of the silver screen, back when it was still silver. Joan Crawford, Ava Gardener, Gretta Garbo, Sinatra, Clark Gable, or Bogey, what happened to stars of the past. We didn't find out about their insane actions, or incidents until much later. No, I'm not telling Hollywood to cover up the indiscretions and insanity that seems to have become the standard, don't assume that. I am telling the reporters out there, the trash mag editors, and all paparazzi, to focus on the more positive influences on the circuit. We really don't need to hear about who is slutting around with who for the fifteenth time this week, and I know personally I have no desire to hear about Britney Spears underwear...ever. I think of reading magazines, and entertainment sections of the news as the closest thing to watching a train wreck or a public execution that our society can provide. The only problem with the morbid fascination we adults show to provide these nut jobs with celebrity is the affect it is having on our younger generation. When was the last time you heard some random young girl talk about her idolization of Britney, Paris, or Lindsey? I'm going to bet it wasn't long enough. Yay, let's encourage our kids to idolize the trashiest people possible! Let's tell them, obviously since these celebrities have won the ultimate popularity contest (and we know that's what kids want) just act like a complete mook and it could happen to you too! Just look at K-Fed. I shouldn't be so hard on ol' Fed-ex, at least he's taken some of the heat off of Vanilla Ice.
I went out with a friend last night, you know because I'm smart and I knew that going out and staying up late was the best way to fight this tenacious bronchitis. We went out to this little coffee house / bar that is one of my favorite bars, and definitely my favorite coffee house in town. It was a nice little outing filled with chocolate coco with raspberries for me, and a very hard drink for her. We then stopped off to pick up her husband and head back to my house where the Sig kiddie sat ever so patiently awaiting our return. Which was a very nice thing to do (ahem). It was when we got home that I really slipped up. I decided to take some NyQuil, you know because that's what you do when you're sick, but I didn't take the fact that it was a larger bottle with a larger cap in mind. I wasn't really firing on all cylinders yesterday. That said, I filled the cap all the way to the top and tossed it back before I thought twice about it, and then I promptly realized I took a double dose. The night ended right there. I fell asleep very shortly there after and I have been asleep at work all day. Ever have a day that you don't realize you have your underwear on backwards until the day is almost over. That's the day I'm having today my dearest readers. So sympathize and be amazed I found my way to my desk!