It Was All Yellow...

   Look at the stars, look how they shine for you....

 

  And everything that you do....

Yeah, it was all yellow...

It's true....Look how they shine for you....

Look how they shine...

Bug Powder Dust: Bringin' Back Old School, Bomb the Base Style

Sedona Dreamin', with Bomb the Base.  Bug Powder Dust.  Letters to control about the big brother.

As you wrap up your first day back after the long weekend, ease your way into the transition from day to night with this classic tune and sail into your evening in style, Bomb the Base Style, that is.   

"Never been a fake and I'm never phony
I got more flavour than the packet in macaroni
Rock drippin' from my every vowel
I've got the soul of the sixties like Ginsberg's Howl
Shootin' mad ball and I'm always jukin'
Take you to the hole and I'm surely hoopin'
Top of the pops like the Lulu's show
I'll take a walk on Abbey Road with my shoes unsoled    
I got a splinter though, damn, you know man it hurt
I got a Vegemite sandwich from Men at Work
I keep minds in line, but time sublimes,
So when you search you find something like a gold mine
A psychadelic meanderings in the poem
I got a patter, patter anyplace that I roam
Waiting for the sun on a Spanish caravan
Solar eclipse and I'm feeling like starin' man

Easter Funday: Creeptastical Easter Bunnies Gone Awry

Saw these on Huffington Post.  Too creepy not to share.  Have fun trying to sleep tonight after checking these out!

Evil.  Pure Evil.

Ewwwww.

What nightmares are made of.  Is this some kind of joke?  What in the...?

A Pretty Prosperity Picture for Your Priority Picture

Pretty pictures possess perfection possibly plus prioritizing presence of people purporting to puncture penetration of pure prosperity.  Got all that?

Yeah, me neither really.  P is today's letter of the alphabet, apparently.  Spread the word, er letter.  And enjoy this prosperity picture, compliments of Kundalini Yoga, Union Square.  Are holding a meditation on abundance and prosperity this evening @ 6:15.  Considering going.  Anyone interested?  Hit me up. 

BTW, Your priority pictures are forthcoming.  Ordered and in the mail.  Note to self: Procrastination prevents prosperity.  Endnote.  Second note to self: stop making notes to self.  Endnote.

Madonna is Already Supporting the BuildOn Movement. You can too! NYC Chapter Invites You to Fundraising Event - April 25th

Please tell your friends about the upcoming Wednesday, April 25^th buildOn NYC Chapter fundraising event.  And forward the invitation!   It should be a fun evening and we hope to spread the news about buildOn and its mission.  The ticket will include one hour of open bar and live music.   What could be wrong with spending a part of your Wednesday evening with fun folks supporting a good cause (Building schools in developing countries)?  Education is key to every society, developing or otherwise.  So pass it on, spread the word and I hope to see you there!  

		Hi! You are invited to the following event: Madonna is already supporting buildOn. You can join the movement too! Event to be held at the following time, date, and location: Will you attend? No Maybe Apr 25, 2012 6:30 PM Village Pourhouse Downtown 64 3rd Avenue at 11th Street New York, NY View Map Cost: $20 donation in advance, $25 at the door Open Bar: 7pm - 8pm Event: 6:30pm - 9:30pm Live Music and Silent Auction Help us raise money to build a school in a developing country, where just $22 can provide access to education for 1 child. Read More We hope you can make it! Cheers, buildOn NYC Chapter Share this event on Facebook and Twitter

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So, That Just Happened...Peeps Occupy DC Too, So Can You.



Better than bedazzled easter eggs.  Peeps now Occupy too.  So can you. 

  

Power to the Peeps

This just in from the Washington Post:  "After six years, our annual Peeps Diorama Contest has become a survey of all that touches and taunts our collective consciousness, an anthology of absurd, artistic triumphs displayed through malleable marshmallow rabbits and chicks."  So, now that Peeps are on board with the whole occupy movement, you can follow suit and occupy too.  Just hope it doesn't turn into a Peep Show...oh wait...nevermind.


Peeps.  With Cannons?  Aimed at easter bunny?

 



PNN.  Cute.  Happy Belated Easter.  Political Peeps.



Behind Blue Eyes: Red Flags. Revenge is a Dish Best Served...Not at All.

Behind Blue Eyes: Red Flags.  Beasts of Burden.  Karma to the rescue.  And other similar trains of thought. 

Revenge is a Dish Best Served...

Not at all.  At least in my book.  It's funny to listen to a song you've heard a million times and actually pay attention to the lyrics for once.  Just happened to me with the following song by The Who, Behind Blue Eyes.  Got me to thinking about nice light topics such as revenge, karma, inside the minds of sociopaths and the like...

BEHIND BLUE EYES LYRICS

No one knows what it's like to be the bad man 
To be the sad man behind blue eyes
No one knows what it's like
To be hated, to be fated to telling only lies
But my dreams, they aren't as empty
As my conscience seems to be
I have hours, only lonely
My love is vengeance that's never free

No one knows what it's like
To feel these feelings like I do and I blame you!
No one bites back as hard on their anger
None of my pain and woe can show through 


But my dreams, they aren't as empty
As my conscience seems to be
I have hours only lonely
My love is vengeance, that's never free

When my fist clenches, crack it open
Before I use it and lose my cool
When I smile, tell me some bad news
Before I laugh and act like a fool

And If I swallow anything evil
Put your finger down my throat
And If I shiver, please give me a blanket
Keep me warm, let me wear your coat

No one knows what it's like to be the bad man
To be the sad man behind blue eyes



Red Flag.

 I think that this song might be more appropriately titled, "Inside the Mind of a Sociopath". Sort of creepy. But, after reading a book titled, "The Sociopath Next Door" a few months ago, the lyrics struck a chord. I find sociopaths intriguing, if only because they're so entirely different from the norm, hard to figure out or even fathom, their existence a mystery, one for the ages.  Like Vampires.  Did you know that one in 25 people are sociopaths? At least according to this book. Not actually sure how they go about accurately measuring that statistic but for the sake of argument let's assume it to be accurate. That's a sh@tload of people!



Red Flag.

 Not sure what a sociopath actually is? Allow me to enlighten you: A sociopath is defined as someone who lacks conscience. Someone who is devoid of guilt or sense of duty to another person, human beings or life in general. They are out for themselves and will stop at nothing to get what they want. The book goes into various styles of sociopathology but suffice it to say that this type of person will generally not come across as the traditional version of psychopaths that tend to play out on the big screen. They are usually not reclusive or loners with strange mannerisms or facial ticks. As a matter of fact, they are generally quite the opposite. Sociopaths will charm your socks off, generally being masters of deception, smoke & mirrors. Using their lack of conscience and perfected manipulation techniques to their advantage, to benefit them and them alone. You may be duped into thinking a person like this actually cares for you, but you'd be sadly mistaken. You simply have something or someone that they want. Be it money, or a job, or a roof over your head. That they're willing to use you for and toss to the curb when finished. Alternatively, they could simply be jealous of you and therefore find it necessary to undermine you in various ways, shapes and forms of their choosing.  



Red Flag.



In any event, this song seems to exemplify the life of a sociopath, behind closed doors. Generally bored easily, they will amuse themselves with various forms of revenge on someone or something that they perceive to have done them wrong. Sociopaths are notorious grudge holders. They are lonely, sad and will look to blame this on whoever might be closest to them at the time, which could be you. So, don't say I didn't warn you. They're out there, do in fact exist, and are on the prowl. So don't be their next victim and learn to question what’s behind blue eyes: rocket launchers of red flags.



Red Flag.



Never being at fault, they have no sense of personal responsibility, no real work ethic. They seek shortcuts to getting what they want, the easy way. By using people left and right to climb whatever ladder they're looking to climb at the moment. They don't feel normal positive or negative emotions, like you and me. They copy other's emotions as a way of fitting in. But left to their own devices, they do not feel sad at a close friend's funeral but feign tears for the sake of showmanship, no guilt at robbing their best friend blind, only shame for getting caught. The emotion most likely to rear it's ugly head when dealing with this type of personality (or lack thereof, actually) is anger, directed towards you for their feelings of emptiness and lack of true identity. Not that you have anything to do with their underdeveloped sense of self, but you'll apparently take the brunt of the collateral damage, all the same. And when these angry outbursts do rear their ugly head, they will disappear as quickly as whatever it was that brought them about. Leaving you to wonder what hit you as they're already onto the next victim.



Red Flag.





Being very black or white, very judgemental in nature, they may use religion as their guise, hiding behind the church and fake fascade of piety to exact their warped views of right and wrong, good or bad upon the world (or simply their churchgoing neighbors). Alternatively, they may be a dictator or other prominent figure in society: Think: Hitler.  



Red Flag.



They might charm your socks off one minute while the next, completely ignore your calls, texts and other means of communication when they've found something new and exciting to occupy themselves with. They have no qualms about living in your home, eating your food, drinking your wine, paying no rent and leaving you penniless (and possibly jobless in the end). They might not have a job at the moment and have visions of grandeur around every corner, their big payday just one week, month, year away. Sociopaths usually do not have a steady employment history, and consistently blame a job (or relationship) not working out because of <insert anything but themselves here>.  



Red Flag.

 So, good advice would be to pay close attention to someone's version of reality. Ask yourselves, is it possible that so many bad things can happen to one person without any of it being the least bit their fault?  Are their apologies genuine?  Or are they distinctly lacking in that certain je ne say quoi (ie. Meaning it)?  Riddle me this, Ghostrider: Do I pity them because they deserve it or am I allowing myself to be manipulated, used as a pawn in their reindeer games of deception?  Ask yourself: Are they using my own conscience against me?  If your gut tells you the answer might be yes, I wouldn't be the one sticking around to find out for sure. 

Step aside, folks.  Nothing to see here.  Let the professionals
handle this one.

Speaking of bad things, this leads me onto the topic of Karma. Sociopaths do not believe in Karma, but quite the opposite, taking matters into their own hands to exact revenge on their "enemies".   They actually take pleasure in the suffering of others, possibly because it’s a power trip or something along those lines.  Their form of revenge is usually with a special sociopathic twist, generally involving hitting so far below the belt you’d be hard pressed to think of someone actually doing or saying whatever it is they did to you.  It’s just that appalling that it’s hard to believe it really happened.  To really “show you”.  (their true colors, perhaps?)  



Red Flag.

 In my opinion, this type of behavior only leads to what the lyrics in this Behind Blue Eyes song so vividly describe.  An existence of, at the mild end, boredom and loneliness, never accomplishing much, to the severe end of becoming a dictator so filled with hate and rage that one decides to wipe out an entire social class of people because <insert whatever lunatic reason you prefer to misguidedly justify mass murder on a grand scale, but usually having something to do with religion here>.  Sociopaths know how to manipulate others so well, that they are actually able to pull these types of revenge seeking behaviors off.  With not one soul questioning their motives because they are such smooth operators, so pious, so very “good”.  So good, in fact, that they’ll surely make it a point to tell you how good they are at every possible opportunity.  But don’t be fooled by those blue eyes, my friend.  Because behind them is quite simply put: nothing.  A vast pool of emptiness, littered with red flags, sprinkled with sadness, shame, and possibly knowledge that they lack the capacity to love (if they are the introspective type) and therefore springs a veritable geyser of jealousy, of those who have what they do not (those like you and me). 

What I find intriguing, and the real conundrum of the matter is this: Sociopaths are aware that they lack something special and important, but they don’t understand what that something even is.  They have this weird sense of injustice because they do not feel ecstasy, joy, contentment, happiness or love.  But can’t ever know what exactly it is that they are missing, because they’ve never had it to begin with.  It’s like being born without eyes to see (Helen Keller comes to mind) or ears to hear.   How do you know what you’re missing without ever having it to begin with?  If you're colorblind, how do you know the color red if you've never actually seen or experienced it? 

That's a MAJOR red flag.



Red Flags all around.


Lacking one or more of our senses leads to overcompensation by another one of our other senses.  Maybe our sense of smell and touch becomes so fine-tuned that we are able to make our way, blind and deaf, through the world relatively well.  Maybe sociopaths over-compensate for their lack of conscience, care and compassion with an overdeveloped sense of smell for manipulation and mind control.  A special gift for sniffing out your weaknesses and using them to exploit, undermine, or at the very least, annoy you to death.  At least until they get what they want, at which point you’ll probably never hear from them again, which is a blessing in disguise, believe me.  A classic case of Blitzkrieg by Sociopath.  For some unfortunate souls, what sociopaths want is to leech off of you for their entire life, without ever having to work or lift a finger for themselves.  All the while complaining that your provisions and caretaking is never quite good enough, no present special enough, perfect enough for someone of their stature or importance…Care to dive on that grenade?  Think you can change this person?  Feel like being a martyr to help them finally see the light?  Good luck with that…and lemme know how it all turns out!  You literally might die trying.  

The book goes into various red flags to look out for in spotting sociopaths in our everyday life (because there’s a darn good chance we know one or two if one in 25 people out there are sociopaths).  But I think the most compelling red flag is this:  If you find yourself being abused by a person in any way, shape or form, either physically or emotionally, but at the same time, being made to feel sorry for them in another, you’re most likely dealing with a sociopath.  They apparently use pity to their advantage as their weapon of choice, an Ace up their sleeve in times of distress…when they’re called on the counter for their misbehaving, sneaky shenanigans. 

Other red flags can be found in the following video, compliments of SNL.  A nice interlude to this weighty discussion. 

Another sidebar item, but important to mention is that though sociopaths may share similarities with those who have various other personality disorders, most notably Borderline Personality Disorder, I believe there is one major distinction between the two. While borderline personalities may behave in similar ways to the sociopath and throw up the same red flags, borderlines, I suspect, do actually care versus sociopaths who don't care (just like Honey badger, remember him?)   Borderlines just have a screwed up way of showing they care because of their difficulty navigating their over-sensitivities to just about everything anyone says or does.

So, back to the topic at hand, the interesting existential question becomes this: will sociopaths eventually take over the world?  Are they a more evolved species than those held back by their nagging conscience?  Is having a conscience overrated, passé, a quaint idea of the past now gone by the wayside in favor of materialism and self-gain?  I mean, just think of all the things you could do without that nagging feeling of responsibility at leaving your dog home too long without food or water, or shame at stabbing your best friend in the back to date their girlfriend or wife, or guilt at using someone for expensive dinners out when you really can’t even stand the sight of them?  

The answer, one can only hope, is one that is best described though Karma’s role in all this madness.  Because, as we all well know, Karma’s Can be a Real Bi-a@$h.  Slapping one sociopath after another on a weekly, possibly daily basis.  Because when you manage to piss so many people off, their negative energy directed at you, all at once, negativity in concentrate, (yes, you, Mr. or Ms. Sociopath, the one person who can do no wrong in your own eyes, a shining example of everything “good” in this world gone awry).  Karma’s gonna roll up their sleeves, step in, get involved and set the record straight.  And we all know when the Karma police make an arrest, it’s never a pretty scene.  The book comes to a similar conclusion BTW, minus the karma part, but similar nonetheless. 

Red Flag.





Red Flag.



So, I’d just say, Please Step Aside, to all you revenge seeking enthusiasts.  Because it’s a dish best served, not cold, but really not at all.  It simply perpetuates the drama triangle, the round robbin of damages and escalates them further.  Let’s wash our hands of the whole damn thing, let Karma work it out, it’s police out in full force to make arrests as deemed appropriate.  Leave it up to the professionals and let the universe handle the rest. 

Think you’ve spotted a sociopath in your life?  My advice to you would be to make like Monty Python and Run Away!  Run away!  That's one battle I'm going to go ahead and say is not worth fighting.  Why not cast away that beast of burden, and leave it up to higher authorities?  Mick and Keith have.  Cause they don’t need your beast of burden, they’ve walked for miles, their feet are hurtin’… and they’re not too blind to see…I know someone else who fits that description too...So, whacha say, sister?  You in or you out?  You stayin' or goin'?  Cause you can put us out, on the street, put us out, with no shoes on our feet, but put us out, put us out, put us out of misery…

And to hedge our bets on Karma coming through in the clutch, I believe someone famous once said “Do unto others as you would have them do unto you.”  Wise words, for sure.  Write that down.  Words to live by…Who on earth could it be that said that??  Ben Franklin?  No...God, I hate when this happens...George Washington?  Not so much...Jesus, it's on tip of my tongue!  Will come to me at some point.  Lord, I’m just so bad with names sometimes…

In the meantime, there's this: tribute to my personal all time favorite sociopath played by Christian Bale in American Psycho.  Cheers to not having Patrick Bateman over for dinner anytime soon, or ever. 

That's a Major Red Flag.



Lordething Around Town: And the Lordeth Said...

Compliments of FB friend, James.  Shout out!  Gave idea for the following Lordething around town.

Compliments of yours truly.

 



Also compliments of yours truly.

 

Yep, you guessed it, also compliments of yours truly.  Lordething with the best of 'em.

You haven't made any Sites yet.Make your own Cheezburger Site!

What Would Jesus Do on Easter Sunday? A Simple Request: Occupy Your Heart.

Magic Eightball Says: love not fading away cannot be confirmed or denied at this time.      Please try back again later.

A Simple Request: Occupy Your Heart.  So our love will not fade away. 

Just like Jerry's (his love is bigger than a Cadillac...how's yours holding up?) 

Love: no longer a four letter word.  An update on the now famous, soon to be infamous, Occupy my Blog Movement on the move. 

With the Occupy My Blog Movement taking off, reaching new heights of stardom and fame, I'd like to take this opportunity to thank all of my fellow occupiers for occupying my blog so consistently.  Together, we are changing the social, reality TV, political, hysterical, physiological, and mental landscape as we know it.  This is history in the making, folks, and for that congratulations are in order.  Keep up the good work!  We are all now famous.  Golden gods.  Movers and shakers.  Shaking up the status quo and reaching dizzying heights of prosperity and good fortune.

Which brings me to the next phase of this very important movement, a simple request: Occupy Your Heart on this Easter Sunday and Resurrect your Dreams.  Bring back old school and get back to our bohemian roots, Jesus & Jerry Garcia style.  It's what Jesus & Jerry would do on any given Sunday, let alone Easter Sunday.  Follow by example and follow in their footsteps.

Hearts, hearts hearts.  Plenty to go around. 

I don't know about you, but sometimes I get so caught up in thinking logically, all tangled up in the mind, leading only to the inevitable point of over-analysis paralysis.  Rendering any next move useless and inconceivable.  With so many options available to us today, it's a wonder anyone can make any sort of decision at all.  From what to have for breakfast to what line of work to do, I don't really know how anyone can chart a course to greatness with any degree of certainty whatsoever.  At least when using only your head.  The heart probably needs to come into play at some point too, make a cameo appearance in order to determine if the path you're on is the one for you.  The way forward and not back.  The path to wisdom, knowledge, enlightenment, and good health while helping others to do the same.  The path to free society and peace on earth.  At some point, we have to stop chasing our own tails and figure out a way forward.  To a better future for you and me.

Whether we're choosing which university to attend or our next chess move, I'd like us all to simply add a little heart to the equation.  Occupy your heart, as well as your mind, and when both are on the same page, we'll know what we are doing is right.  Because you can analyze to death the pros and cons of using frozen peas and carrots as opposed to frozen cranberries to ice a sprained ankle, but won't get anywhere unless you know in your heart that cranberries are most certainly the way to go. 

Our heart, my friends, may be the most underutilized organ in the human body.  Sure, it pumps blood throughout our system and without it, we would surely die.  What I'm saying is that we don't utilize it for other important purposes nearly enough.  How often do we think and think, ponder and weigh our options, over and over again, until we're drowning in a sea of opportunity without grabbing hold of a life jacket to keep us afloat?  How often have you sat down with a pen and paper, ready to list the pros and cons of meritocracy versus idiocracy in today's political system (note: that democracy was not part of that equation) only to realize that this exercise is entirely counterproductive to implementing your ideas for a new world order?  And was it really necessary to study each of Kleinfeld's 2,000 wedding dress options online until you're blue in the face?  I'm going to go with no.  But you're obviously entitled to your own opinion on the matter...to each his own, I suppose.

So I say, let's Occupy Our Hearts on this Easter Sunday and see the forest for the trees.  Focus on what's really important.  Paint a priority picture of our own and determine what it is we need to do.  Because when your heart, mind, body and spirit all say "YES", we will know that we are on the right track.  If there's something nagging at you, that doesn't seem quite right about your current situation, really take a look at it from a number of different angles.  Dig into the heart of the matter, and follow your god-given gut instincts regarding whether spiked heels could ever be successfully used as a weapon in the face of danger.  Whether perfume might be effectively utilized in fending off Paparazzi now following you around. Occupy your heart and know for sure that your canister of RAID can, in fact, be used to ward off a potential rapist (a dolphin, perhaps?  Still raping people FYI, but I digress).

When faced with major life decisions, it's easy to get caught up in what our parents would do (Say No), what our professors would do (pontificate), what our dog would do (take a nap most likely), what our bosses would do (call a meeting, for sure), what our love interest would do (kiss and make up), what KP would do (god only knows).  But you know what?  None of that really matters if it doesn't make you truly happy.  So what if you're inclined to dedicate your life to the preservation of rock candy and Twinkies?  If your heart gives it the nod, don't be so quick to put the kibosh on your dreams of owning a vineyard in Spain.  If your brother doesn't think that bedazzling easter eggs as a full time career is a viable option, but your heart and mind are giving the green light, I say go for it.  Because if our hearts are in our work, the better we will all be for it.
Someone once shared the following words of wisdom that seem appropriate in this context: "Shoot for the moon.  Even if you miss, you'll be among the stars."  Not to get all Pollyanna here but how true.  Because you don't get to reality TV by not auditioning.  By not letting your insanity shine through, for all the world to see...Gotta be in it to win it, as they say, in the parlence of our times.

So, let's kick off the next trend soon to be taking the nation by storm:  #askwhatjesusandjerrywoulddowhileoccupyingheartforcookingsacrificialchickentofollowdreamofworld dominationwithspikedheelsandRAIDasformsofprotection

Follow by example, Occupy Your Heart, and follow Jesus, Jerry, Madonna, Mother Theresa, Mother Mary, Mary Poppins, Mickey Mouse, Willy Wonka, as well as Smurfette, and follow your heart to fulfill your dreams.  Do this, and you too can be among the stars (Reality TV stars might be your thing too?  Pittsburgh Style Perhaps?  Never know until you try!).  Or quite possibly California stars  are your weapons of choice (over spiked heels and RAID).  They are most definitely WILCO's & Billy Bragg's.  Click below for more detail.

Because after all, we'll never really know if our plan B of sitting on a mountaintop to live out our remaining years in peace was better than A of entering the world of high finance in Manhattan while dabbling in random artistic endeavors on the side (while getting famous, of course).  So why worry about it?  Because even on a mountaintop, "Wherever you go, there you are".  Be there.  Embrace the here and now, Occupy Your Heart, Mind, Body & Soul on this Easter Sunday, and determine your next move.  Then go.

Do this and our love will certainly not fade away at any point in the forseeable future and quite possibly beyond. 

Happy Occupying!  Over and out for now.  Further updates to follow.

That's right folks.  This too can be you.  KP, famous, barbie doll, wax figurine?  All three.
All that you see here can also be yours.  Her love's not fading away anytime soon either.
Getting married actually.  On reality TV?  Next reality TV idea = antichrist bride to be gets hitched, Ninja Style.
Got all that, MTV? 

Post Apocolypse: Now We Are Famous...And Limping.

Andy had it right.  We are all world famous.  For 15 minutes.
And limping. 

After Fame, Post Apocolyptic Bliss: we are basking in post famous bliss, as we are now all golden gods/goddesses.  Filming went off without a hitch.  As expected, TLC producers and cameramen were appropriately shocked and appalled.  The workers at Kleinfelds left shaking their heads in awe, wondering what in the world just hit them.  KP, the-Antichrist-bride-to-be, descended upon our fair city, and we live to see another day, albeit with a slight limp due to sprained ankle. 








High heels + cobblestones = recipe for disaster



Ninja Bride = hot.  Antichrist bride to be in action.
Statuess, raven dress, Goddess of the Night.

However, really can't complain...all in all, a successful entrance into stardom.  Will certainly need TLC to provide an unedited version of the filming.  May or may not have 5 minutes of usable material...it is a family show after all.

Say Yes to the Dress Post Mortem with KP & the Sunshine Gang: Best lines on Reality TV include:

-"There's something strange about seeing Kristin in white, and a veil.  Kinda like seeing her in church.  Like lightning might come down and strike at the thought of it."

-"I feel like Mother Mary."  "Yeah, an AWESOME Mother Mary."  "Happy F-ing Easter!"

-"I really liked the black dress.  She looked like a ninja bride."  "Yeah, maybe instead of walking down the aisle she could swing through the rafters and pews, ninja style."

And last but in no way least:

-"Like, what do normal people do with wedding dresses, these are all heroin chic." Production crew even had to say "so that just happened."

KP & the sunshine gang.  Almost Famous.

Post Fame.  Pre sprained ankle.  Famous bliss.  Golden gods. 

Please join us in delighting in the fact that somehow KP& the sunshine gang managed to avoid arrest during post fame celebration.  Miracles happen every day.  Just in time for Easter.  An Easter Miracle...

Who's Bad?

Jerry's gotta feelin', and it won't go away, he needs a miracle...every day.  It takes dynamite to get him up, too much of everything is just enough.  Coincidence: ME TOO!  Definitely need a miracle every day, such as how to manage 5th floor walk up post sprained ankle...Happy effin' Easter...this should help: