The Fantastic Firing Of Star Jones.

I swear this has made my day....nay, my year. I absolutely CANNOT STAND the Mantastic Star Jones-Reynolds and the fact that the underhanded and devious cow finally got hers makes me delerious with joy. Let me go back and recap the whole story for those of you who are unfamiliar...

It all started Tuesday when Star made the announcement that she would no longer be with the View for the start of its new fall season in September. This may not seem like anything huge, but following this surprise announcement, it seems that Star went straight to People Magazine and told them that she felt she was fired. Then, the very next day, Star was no where to be seen and her name was taken from the opening credits and Barbara Walters made the following statement..."It is becoming uncomfortable for us to pretend that everything is the same at this table, therefore, regrettably, Star will no longer be on this program." Ouch...and then it got worse...""We gave her time to look for another job and hoped that she would announce it on this program and leave with dignity, but Star made another choice." Oohhh....bitch got told. It gets better from there. Star was on Larry King Live last night describing her "pain" and what led up to her announcement, and I swear I don't think I've ever seen such back pedaling. Everything Star said was complete bulls&%t. She told Larry King that "Through much prayer and counselling" she decided to make her announcement on Tuesday because the days leading up to it, poor Star claims she couldn't even go and walk her dog without reading some terrible tabloid story about her...and claims her decision was last minute. Then Larry asks her why if it was a sudden decision, did she pose for pictures and give an interview with those inflamatory statements almost a week before if she didn't know she was going to do it...Star didn't have an answer.

Its devious underhanded crap like this that makes me hate Star Jones. I mean really, how long have we been cutting this bitch a break? First we have to listen to her ignorant comments, then we have to stand by while she starts dating her Al, and then while she uses the View to pimp her Big Gay Wedding to Big Gay Al. Then as if that isn't enough, she flat out lies about how she dropped all that weight. We all know it wasn't with pilates and smart dieting...can we say Gastric Bypass Surgery? come on Star, give us some credit. Hopefully we've seen the last of Star. She made some big mistakes, the first...she crossed one of the biggest people in TV. If there are 2 people in TV you don't cross...its Barbara and Oprah (Hello James Frey). Second, she lied and created a huge media circus around the issue to focus all the attention on her, too bad its all negative attention that showcases the fact that she's a devious cow.

Its sad, but I think I preferred listening to Star gasp and wheeze day in and day out while she was fat. At least she had personality. Now that she's had the gastric bypass surgery, she looks like a tired transvestite....a male Star Jones impersonator even. What do you think?

A Little Tidbit Too Funny Not To Post....

My mother has recently taken to watching CNN...home to fine programs and personalities such as Nancy Grace (whom I personally love to watch...her Southern "Lets hang em' all" attitude makes me laugh), Wolf Blitzer (who wouldn't watch this guy with his name?), Larry "I've Been Married About 7000 Times" King, and of course Anderson "Maybe Gaybe" Cooper. My mother has RAGING hot pants for the Silver Haired aforementioned host of Anderson Cooper 360. In case you aren't familiar with the man that makes my mother swoon "Oooh Anderson!" (and I kid you not, she really said that like 10 minutes ago...I shudder recalling it.) I'll give you a little background...

This guy is the son of Gloria Vanderbilt and despite his hair...this Silver Fox is a strapping young lad of only 38. So misleading. And he's single boys. I personally think that Anderson and all his metro-sexual glory lean a little towards the "festive" side. What do you think?



Update: I just informed my mother that she was being a dink and she has just threatened to "Sick Anderson Cooper On My Ass" I wish I were making this up...but I'm not. Bring it!

I'm Going Back To School...I Wonder If Its Going To Be Like Animal House...

It probably won't, as the school I'm going to go to has absolutely nothing like the one in the movie. Although just a little aside if you will...the fraternity house actually used in the movie was recently the target of a massive drug bust...seriously...like 2 months ago. Remember that tidbit and impress your friends at a party.

But seriously, I am going to enroll in NAIT, in the Television Broadcasting program. I hope to start in January. I know it isn't film which is my ultimate goal, but the education is affordable, local, the job allows me to travel and get paid for it, and to work with and meet some cool people...hopefully. With my luck though, I'll probably end up holding the cable for that 12 year old weather boy on my local CTV affiliate station. But I digress...I really think that it could be a cool thing and I'm pretty psyched about it. So guess I'm just using this post to pat myself on the back. I'm doing it right now, but you can't see it. And maybe if everything goes well I can work with this guy....

I Swear This Is My Last Two Cents About The Oilers....

Even though I haven't been posting about them on my blog much, (I don't really post anything on here much), I feel compelled to rant about one thing.

That thing I must rant about? the Edmonton Oilers Appreciation Day that was held on Thursday. I don't have a problem with the celebration itself (except for the super smart person who scheduled it in the middle of a work day), but I do have a problem with Kevin Lowe's speech...well the part of it where he stated that "We don't generally celebrate failures". I'd just like to know what failure he is referring to. This is a team that struggled with the last bit of the season and barely made it into the play offs. They knocked out the #1 team (full of old men mind you) in the NHL, then took out the San Jose Sharks then Coach Bombay's Mighty Ducks in 5 freaking games people!!! Sure it looked like Carolina had us beat, we've been down before, but never out. We came back from elimination to force a Game 7 that left The Cup up for grabs. In the end, Carolina beat us, but going from a maybe playoff contender to Game 7 of the freaking Stanley Cup Finals?! and this is failure?! WTF people! WTF?! While game 7 didn't have the results we were all hoping for, The Oilers stepped up and proved that they are in fact a kick ass hockey club and are no doubt going to "Bring It" if you will for next year. Only 10 short weeks until training camp people.

A Tribute If You Will...

I have a best good friend who has been going through some things and as a result, must attend Group Therapy sessions. Because my mind is completely warped, I liken this to a Simpsons episode...the one where Marge gets the SUV and gets Road Rage and has to go to classes to be a courteous driver. Chief Wiggum then gives the following speech....

"Okay, I assume you all know why you're here. That's right, you're all angry, sick people. But, over these next eight hours, you will be broken down to the level of infants, then rebuilt as functional members of society, then broken down again, then lunch, then, if there's time, rebuilt once more."

Does that not ring true for Group Therapy? is Group not a room full of angry and sometimes sick people all with various sundry issues? that go in for a couple of hours as mostly functioning adults, and are then broken down to the level of a child after sharing their innermost secrets and issues and fears, and are then built back up with just enough positive reinforcement to make it through to the next session and so on and so forth until they are finally rebuilt as functioning, coaping members of society? I certainly think so. Ahhh....Chief Wiggum...so much wisdom, such stubby legs. So hang in there T-Bone! you rule...and just remember, There will ALWAYS be at least one other person there who is more f*%ked up.

What Am I Supposed To Do Now?

I'm serious dang it! What the heck am I supposed to do now that hockey and my precious Oilers are done for another season? I go through this every year and I some how manage to make due until September, but this year is different. The whole city was worked into an Oilers Frenzy, hell, even my mother the Antil Hockey Fan was wrapped up in it..and I suspect she may even have a bit of a crush on Fernando Pisani..but thats a story for another day. Now that they are done what is there to talk about when we are all gathered around the old water cooler? we could talk about the crappy weather? no, that's not exciting at all. We could talk about the Eskimos...but football sucks, so that's out. We could talk about politics...but discussing the conservative government and its policies makes me hulk out with anger so that's not good. Oh well..I guess its another summer of ganja and The Simpsons. But seriously Way To Go OILERS!!! they kicked some serious ass and made it all the way to Game 7 of the FINALS!! the FINALS PEOPLE! it doesn't get much better than that. So here's to waiting for the start of what will be another kick ass season.



And as a side note... hopefully that freakshow that's been leaving comments on this blog will piss off and not leave any more comments. Your wierd. Honestly...who the hell refers to themselves as "The Monkey"? and in the third person no less! it didn't work for George Costanza and it doesn't work for you.

I Actually Am The Biggest Idiot In The World.

I know the title is slightly boastful...but in my case it happens to be true. Let me go back to Tuesday, I was at work at the hotel and my mum phoned to let me know that my Aunty Audrey was in town and was going to take us out to dinner the following evening to a fancy schmancy place. So Wednesday evening rolls around and my Mum and I pile into my car and head downtown as my Aunty Audrey is taking us to The Crepery. So we get there and I pull up outside of City Centre mall and park at a meter that is free as it is 6:00pm on the dot that we arrive. My Mum doesn't believe that its free so I get out of the car and grab my purse and lock it up and throw a few quarters in the meter to make her happy and off we go to the restaurant to partake in what turned out to be a positively delightful 4 hour 3 course meal with some fine adult beverages.

Its 10:00pm by the time we leave and my Aunt has some bedding plants to give to my mother so she was going to drive us back to my car. As we are walking, I realize that I do not have my car keys. An overwhelming feeling of panic takes over and I start to freak out. I blurt out "Crap! I think I locked my keys in the car!! OMG!" and so we get in her car and she drives us over to my car. Which is parked on the street....with the lights on. I freak out because I think I have left the lights on and I can't believe my battery is STILL going after 4 hours in the restaurant. I get closer and I examine my car and I see that the keys are in fact in the ignition. It gets worse.

Upon even closer inspection, I realize that I LEFT THE CAR RUNNING!!!!!!!!!! yes, I Sondra, left the keys to my car in the ignition with it still running at a meter in the middle of downtown Edmonton for 4 HOURS!!!!! 4 FREAKING HOURS PEOPLE!!! Bow down to me for I am Sondra Queen of The Idiots!!!!! no one can beat me. So, I got the trusty old cell phone out and called the locksmith who took half an hour to get there. So about 10 minutes and $62.00 later, I was in the car and on the way home. You'd think the story ends there, but it doesn't. I thought this morning I should check my oil level since it was kind of low right before the whole ordeal with the keys downtown, so I did and I found it was pretty much bone dry. Knowing this isn't good, I went to the gas station right away and got some oil, filled it up and drove off. On the way home today, I smelled burning and couldn't figure out where it was coming from. I thought it was the car in front of me, but it WAS ME. Turns out I forgot to put the oil cap back on and when I drove off it was lost forever. So its off to my local auto parts reatiler this evening to get a new one. What a week!!!