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Tuesday, June 2, 2015

Robyn Asks Kris Jenner The Real Questions and Makes her Tantrum: IWSG

My computer went on strike last night. I'm happy that it decided to work for the moment, especially because it's time for the IWSG ~ Insecure Writer's Support Group, the brainchild of Alex J. Cavanaugh. It's a chance to support each other and express our writerly insecurities.I've somehow morphed that mission into interviewing the rich, famous, and stupid. Here we go...
Caitlyn and Kris Jenner: How Can Exes Have Opposite Views of the Same Marriage?
Robyn = black bold / Kris = pink background

Today, my friends, I'm welcoming Kris Jenner, Mom-Manager of the Kardashian clan and ex-wife to the woman formerly known as the man and Olympic Gold Medalist Bruce Jenner, now currently known as the woman Caitlyn Jenner. See photo on the left.

Come on out here, Kris! Kris Jenner, dressed in all black, walks onto the stage tearfully and sits on a bar stool. She notices that nobody is in the audience, and there's no bartender to bring her a drink or seven.
Yeah, thanks for coming, Mrs. Jenner. I mean, Bruce Jenner's ex-wife. I couldn't get anyone here. They're all at the stage next-door. Caitlyn's talking about his, I mean her, Vanity Fair photo shoot. So what's the most upsetting part of the whole thing for you, is it--Kris breaks in while Robyn's talking--Well, he, he, didn't tell--Robyn breaks in while Kris is talking--I bet it's that his, I mean her, breasts are perkier than yours, right? 

Or is it that you weren't woman enough for him to want to stay a man? 
Kris begins to wail.  
I'm sorry. This is obviously a very touchy subject for you. Your mascara is running all over the place. Good God, you look terrible! In fact, that botox lip job is horrid. Caitlyn's mouth looks much sexier. Don't you think? Robyn holds up a huge photo of Caitlyn, placing it next to Kris' face, as if to compare. Kris wails louder.
I know. I know. But is this really about the fact that he's, I mean she's, getting more attention than you now?
No, It's not that. It's, I just don't know what to believe anymore about our marriage and --Robyn interrupts-- Look, b*tch! You were never nice to him. I mean, her, but she was a he when you were married to him, so I think it's okay for me to say him, given the timing of the him-to-her-transition. Now you're acting all, "I'm so jilted because my ex-husband turned into a woman!" I mean, yeah, it's a weird concept to swallow. On that note, did you ever...? Never mind. I have a hard - pardon the pun - time with it too. There's something awkard and creepy about this Bruce-to-Caitlyn thing. If it were truly a private decision, why is he insisting on his, I mean why is she insisting on her, TV show and all the hoopla and...Well, hot damn, her breasts look pretty good. Don't you think? Kris is now face down on the floor, tantrumming loudly. 

Robyn laughs at her and mocks, Baby talk, baby talk! It's a wonder you can walk!  Next, Robyn turns to the camera. 
What do you think, folks?



Tuesday, December 2, 2014

Where Are They Now? IWSG 2014 Grand Finale

Ladies and Gentlemen, welcome to Life by Chocolate's year-end screening of the IWSG. Blogland's phenomenal writer, author and more importantly, friend to all, Alex J. Cavanaugh, founded this phenomenal group.
First Wed of Every Month On the first Wednesday of every month for the past 3+ years, I've marked the occasion by interviewing some of the dimmest and most arrogant of celebrities. And since they took the stage at Life by Chocolate, they've gone on to do things like...transition to another gender (e.g., Bruce Jenner), reunite with Dracula's understudy (e.g., Jennifer Aniston), and die (e.g., Joan Rivers). They've also gotten manicures (e.g., Bruce Jenner), worn their hair in pony tails (e.g., Bruce Jenner), and were dumped (e.g., Honey Boo Boo's Mama and Bruce Jenner). Let's take a look:

What's my point? I don't have one, though it appears that a guest spot on my show is only the tip of the iceberg.The pay isn't great either, so these folks were doubly cursed.

But I'm grateful that you've visited us month after month. It's been fun. I suppose through all the nonsense, I've just wanted to make you laugh. I've also wanted to vent frustrations about the fact that the most popular and richest are often the most vacuous and stupid. Were I an altogether secure, enlightened, zen person, this wouldn't bother me. On a positive note, I clearly need to continue with the IWSG. I've more work to do. Thus, as we enter 2015, we'll continue to conquer the insecurity thing and become more secure writers - together. Right? Right! Write!

On another note: I'll be relocating the Life by Chocolate studio in the coming week or so. This is to say that I'm moving and might not be very active in blogland. I'm not able to stay away for too long, though, so I'll be seeing you soon.

Be well, friends.
Happy Final IWSG for 2014, and Happy December!
 

Sunday, February 9, 2014

Anti-Valentine's Day Giveaway, Sundays in My City & More

Unknown Mami
UnknownMami turns blogland into a wonderfully small world every week, through Sundays in My City. Visit her site to visit the world of bloggers' hometowns.

Welcome to Chico, CA, where DuPont is ready for Valentine's Day.
A few miles away, this beauty poses for a photo. Does anyone know what kind of bird it is? It's so pretty. I'd like to find out.

And now, back to Valentine's Day. I hate it. Thus I'm hostessing my annual Anti-Valentine's Day Giveaway. All you have to do is write an anti-Valentine's Day slogan in less than 20 words. Put it in the comments section of this or an upcoming post. {I'll announce the contest once or twice more.} That's all! Just write something funny/entertaining/hateful about V. Day. You'll vote on your favorite, and the winner will get a sweet package involving fair-trade chocolate. (I don't skimp when it comes to chocolate.)


Finally, Facebook turned 10 this month. In honor of its b-day, I wrote a poem.
 
A BIRTHDAY MESSAGE TO FACEBOOK

You’ve had more facelifts than Rivers,
More fans than the Biebs,
More questions than Leno,
Than Honey Boo Boo, more feeds.
Quit asking my status, what I’m feeling today.
I’m doing nothin’ with no-one. It’s complicated. Okay?!
You remind me of birthdays.
When I hide, you ask “Why?”
Inform on what’s trending.
And what apps I must try.
Kindly cut out the ads
And hide all the hate
You’ve more money than God
Subtlety, not your fate.
Go play with farm animals. Defeat Candy Crush.
Happy birthday, dear Facebook.
Send money. Please rush.


Thank you for stopping by.
Be safe, warm, and have a peaceful week. 
You are loved.  Smiles.