More on the L Word
One thing about hitting mid-life early in life is that it allows for one to compare how things
are now to how they were back in the day. And there are just about as many things to compare as there are people to compare them. The common thread: Things are so much easier now than they were back in the day.
Case in point…
Celebratard Lindsey Loham is so low profiling since her recent arrest for DUI and cocaine possession in
this past July 24th that most of us almost forgot about her. Almost, because like a pimple on one’s hind quarters it is much easier to hide than a pimple on one’s nose. And frankly… we were hoping that she had made it south to society’s back side – so as not to blemish the less than angelic City of Angles any more than she already has.
However, NEWS FLASH… she is still front and center on LA’s schnoz and is plainly trying to gain forgiveness and I think more than not… to get back into the good grace of her contract holders by entering rehab.
AGAIN.
Although, technically, this would be her first time it is in
Now, is it just me or is she trying to really play this up that she is serious about rehab? Agreed, there are just so many things God can do, but when his miracle day planner is filled to capacity, best head on over to his other chosen people and see what they can do I say.
I guess the rehabs centers here in
But this rehab in
Come on everyone, let’s stand up and give the Mormons a rousing hand of applause for getting another foot into the door of the new American Dream: Making money by allowing brats to do what they please in the guise of atonement.
Back in the day… one went to rehab for various reasons. I will name a few here for the younger set.
- You lost your job, haven’t changed clothes in two weeks, can’t remember the last time you shaved, crashed your car, you smell like dog ass.
- Your spouse is about to leave you. (Note: after you’re sober they leave you anyway, being drunk just covered up the real crap most of the time
- Your wife is pregnant for the fourth time and you haven’t had sex with her in two years, that you can remember.
- Life has become unmanageable and suicide is your best thought of the day.
- You can never find your car keys.
There are many more but the above list will give you some sort of idea as to how it USED to be.
Celebratard Loham's list seems to be just a bit different.
- Her production company is about to drop her.
- When driving over the speed limit and swerving from lane to lane she is pulled over by police who have never seen ‘Mean Girls’ ‘A Prairie Home Companion’ or ‘The Parent Trap’.
- She becomes dehydrated.
- Becomes exhausted after not sleeping for five days straight.
- Because Britney did it.
You see back in the day. Rehab was taboo, and if you did go in, you never went back a second time. You had one shot. Yeah, the wife still left you, the kids still threw all the crap you ever did back into your face. Money remained a major issue. But the upside was that you were sober, clean, and even smelled decent. They say don’t sweat the small shit. Well, most of life is small shit and when you do get sober you realize that you either deal with the shit or it deals you… OUT.
In the end, the Linster may get the picture, but I doubt it. I mean, when I was a kid, going to the circus was a treat for something well done by us kids.
Oh well, I guess just the definition of a situation makes it all the better.
In the meantime… I’m going to find a nice fitting little black hood, not to tight but just loose enough so as not constrict, something fashionable and beach boyish and head on down to Santa Monica beach for a little water boarding.
Isn’t summer wonderful?



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