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Posted on September 30 at 1:28 p.m.
I think it's like my daughter said when her roommate suggested her fashion choices were out of the ordinary."Oh... did you think I died my hair pink so people wouldn't notice me?"
Young people just want some recognition.
On Gloss of Innocence
Posted on August 19 at 9:52 a.m.
As a chainsaw sculptor, whose grandson is a gifted drummer, I realize these noise boys genes sometimes skip a generation. My most heartfelt condolences, Starshine. And, on behalf of the artists community, thank you... THANK YOU very much!
Posted on August 12 at 1:13 p.m.
No. You're better off writing about it. You just scribe it. That's how you roll.
Posted on May 1 at 6:29 a.m.
I think you may be underestimating your own sense of defiance, Starshine.
Or is "I won't" not the toddler equivalent of an adult reporter's "F*ck you, Travis" ?
On My Son's Peaceful Defiance
Posted on March 6 at 8:59 a.m.
The great thing about Rock Operas, as opposed to dramatic plays is the music. The question is "Can they sing?"
With HAIR, Jesus Christ Super Star, Tommy, or Rent, the controversial message (and really even mediocre acting) can be overlooked if the music moves you. When the audience goes home saying, "My God! Could those kids sing!!" that's successful theater. If not, they might as well do "Our Town".
Posted on December 31 at 6:25 a.m.
Even though the News Press has published countless articles to enlighten the public of Ms. McCaw's point of view... then used those articles as evidence in the arbitration... STILL... they are accused of unethical journalism.
What do they have to do? Tell the truth?
On Jerry Roberts Beating Wendy McCaw
Posted on December 3 at 7:37 p.m.
I can hardly wait to own this volume. A collection of brilliant Starshine will light my smiles for years to come and make a terrific gift for some discriminating friends.
And AShaw, try adding a touch of "cutesy" wholesome to your hatred. You might find your smile in there.
On Star to Shine on the Bookshelf
Posted on October 25 at 10:47 p.m.
Surgical greens, a stethoscope and western saddle stirrups hanging from a leather belt was my favorite... "Frontier Gynecologist". It was semi popular at the party. But my costume that attracted the most sexual attention...ever... was a priest. "Oh, Father, I must confess my sins."
Who needs slutty?
Posted on October 17 at 3:18 p.m.
Makes you wonder what happened to all the "Cabbage Patch Dolls" and "Tickle Me Elmos" desperate parents scurried to scalpers for at the last possible moment. This year it's definitely wooden swords and white paper.
On The Best Toy <em>Ever</em>
Posted on July 18 at 9:13 a.m.
When I'm working out, I imagine all the hot chicks are staring at me when I'm not looking... then quickly look away when I shift my gaze in their direction. I couldn't care less about the accuracy of the illusion. Like the work out, it's all about my self esteem.
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