by definition a 'celebrity" would be someone who is just famous for being famous, without any real reason to be admired in the first place. honestly i can't think of anyone in that category that would be a "favorite."
i mean, if you're talking about a train wreck that you can't stop watching, i suppose i'd have to say glenn beck because he's such a buffoon and serves no useful purpose on this earth but as fodder for satire.
WHATEVER
It''s a dismissive expression, as if what you have said is unimportant. It's rude and demeaning.
And yet, I have been known to say it when the person I am talking to is being sarcastic (usually my husband) or snotty in the first place. I know it doesn't make it right.......oh no - I feel a cliche coming on.....two wrongs don't make a right..........
Whatever...........
Sweet, sweet memories!
Violet Crumble.
On weekends in high school, my friends and I would always stop at the Downs Market in Granada Hills, California for something to quench our munchies. One night, I discovered this scrumptious treat in a shiny purple and yellow foil wrapper. It was the wrapper that caught my eye, of course. There was no other candy bar with such a colorful, exuberant covering or such a great name: VIOLET CRUMBLE. What could that possibly mean? And it was from Australia which made it all the more exotic and enticing.
I bought it without even knowing what was inside. Little did I know it would hold such delight - a brick of crunchy, sweet honeycomb covered in creamy milk chocolate. The way it snapped in your mouth, and then melted away, bleding with the sweet chocolatey coating. It became my standard weekend treat. My friends teased me (the way they teased me for loving the Tower of Power song, "So Very Hard to Go") HA- what did they know!?
Now and then I find one, like at the local British shop in my town. I buy it, I eat it immediately and I remember back to the days when I could eat candy bars without gaining weight and yell "shotgun" as we rode off to some stranger's house for a party that would no doubt be broken up by the police.
Aaaah - the good old days..........
Germany, Berlin love Parade 4 Spiders: love 'em or hate 'em?
If I find a regular spider in my bedroom I will go get a piece of paper and scoop it up and then toss it out into the yard. After 16 years in this house - I am very used to finding spiders and they are very useful in the garden. I have seen some amazing webs out in the palm trees; true art.
However.....if it's a 'daddy long legs' I will kill it with a rolled up magazine or paper. They are just too hard to catch! Usually they're in the tub so I get the handheld faucet and wash it down the drain. They're just too eerie and strange for me to let them slink around and if I think it will crawl on me while I'm sleeping - well that's just too creepy to imagine!!
birds 
Shoes on the bed That's a very difficult question for me to answer as I work in the mental health field. There are so many to choose from. But I don't want this to sound like I am making fun of anyone as they are ill and cannot help themselves. Still, it can be entertaining.
One gentleman comes to mind who was always fixated on words that started with the same letter, or categories of words such as brand names of candies. For instance, he would say his name, for example - John Jones. Then he would say, "Also known as, John Jay, aka John Jay Jones, aka John Jacob Astor..." etc. Or he would rant about candy companies trying to make money, "Like Good n' Plenty, and Mike and Ike, and Juicy Fruit, and Baby Ruth, and....."
Another lady comes to mind; a very young woman with very wild ideas about being the next president of the U.S. and offering me the post of Secret Service head, which I graciously declined. Then she offered me Secretary of State, which I accepted, which sent her into song....she jumped up and started singing "God Bless America" followed by "Take Me Out to the Ballgame."
I just can't choose!
The funniset movie? Oh I can't choose - it's a tie between Monty Python's Holy Grail, Zoolander and Monty Python's Life of Brian. Basically anything stupid cracks me up.
Holy Grail: the clippety clopping coconut horses; the Knights who say NEE
Life of Brian: Blessed are the CHEESEMAKERS? what's so bloody special about the cheesemakers?
Zoolander: the gasoling splash fight; magnum; that Hansel, he's really hot right now.
brians last longer than beauty
Sigma Delta Tau Sorority members graduating from the University of Minnesota
Well obviously I'd rather be super intelligent. Barring any unforseen brain inuury or dementia, intelligence lasts a lot longer than good looks.
Cherry preserves
Melt in saucepan
Butter
Melt into preserves
Heavy cream
Stir into butter and preserves
Chocolate
Melt into mixture
Spoon
Eat
My Favorite Family of Ducks
Delightful book about a duck couple who look for the perfect place to hatch their impending family of ducklings. Protective proud mother, loyal, doting father and totally awesome Boston policemen helping them settle in. Love the names, all in alphabetical order...all rhyme with Quack. Beautiful drawings as well. Great way to celebrate the swan boats and the Public Garden in Boston.
If I could talk to any historical person for advice? It would have to be Katharine Hepburn. I would like to know how to be a strong woman and pursue my dreams without feeling guility about it. I'd also like to know where to buy those fabulous clothes!
She seemed to live life on her own terms. I'd like to know if I could do that too, or would I have to sacrafice too much?
A Quiet Start - A Complicated End
Couple with a young female spirit
She rose before her alarm clock and wondered if she should lie there and wait, or get up and use the bathroom. Then her bladder gave her the answer. She got into the shower and let the warm water run through her hair. It was calming and she felt it was the start of a good day. She stood contemplating the day and figuring out what she would wear. It should be something comfortable but warm as the weather had taken a turn for the worse. She dressed in blue navy linen pants and a white t-shirt, with a navy cardigan and headed off to work at one of the local pyschiatric hospitals.
Today's case was a sad, young man who was apparantly in the throes of his first psychotic break. He believed that the souls of his family members had gone to heaven and all that was left were evil spirits. He believed the same of her. He was not religious, but believed in The Truth. He mumbled while she spoke; he cried, he wept, and then he laughed when she asked him to explain. In the end, his Truth betrayed him and she ordered him to take the psychiatric medication that would clear his delusions.
Who's to say whether evil spirits had in fact taken over his family's bodies? Hers? She felt fine in the shower in the morning, but anything can happen.....
Pinball arcade attendant at "Drifters Escape." Made $1.25 per hour. Worked there for a year. The police came every night at 10 pm to bust us for curfew violations. Years later I learned my boss was a drug dealer and the arcade was a front. Duh!
La Bella Vita- Italy's Amalfi Coast
The sparkling blue sea; the colorful houses perched along the hillside. Warm sun and sand, refreshing granita limone, collecting sea glass, eating fresh seafood and pasta and drinking limoncello. Speaking Italian all day until my mind feels drained.
Stuff that's good about me
Curiosity
I want to learn as much as I can
Sense of humor
How boring are people who can't enjoy a laugh?
self-depricating
And how boring are people who can't laugh at themselves?
compassionate
We all need to walk a mile in someone else's shoes before we judge.
intelligent
I like being smart. Life's more interesting that way.
social
No man/woman is an island.
lazy
Sometimes you just need to do nothing. I'm good at that!
my feet are cute
What more can I say?
helpful
I really get a rush from volunteering. I'm a good worker bee.
What an Evil Little Doll
When I was four years-old I got a Patty Play Pal for Christmas. I loved her immediately; she was my height and if I walked with her next to me and held her arm back and forth she could walk with me. She was my friend!
That first night, I slept with her. We lived in a one bedroom apartment in Silverlake so my bed was in the same room with my parents. My Raggedy Ann doll was set aside. In the middle of the night I woke up (or so I thought) to see my Raggedy Ann dragging Patty Play Pal by the hair, cackling an evil laugh. I sat up and screamed, "Raggedy Ann, you bring my Patty Play Pal back here!"
My parents jumped out of bed and that evil Raggedy Ann was forever banished to the toy box the next morning.
A website asks people to put their original ideas for a novel on a public website and then one of the people who reads the post steals the idea, makes millions in book sales, sells the movie rights and makes millions more. everyone laughs at the putz who put their original idea out with no copyright protection. the end.
Wow- what would I tell my 16 year-old self? Where do I start?
First - honey, you know nothing! You think you know it all but you don't. Your parents may not be up on everything that's new, but they actually know about the important stuff. Like, yes, you may be skinny now, but without exercise and good eating habits, it won't last.
Keep writing. You're good at it and if you keep doing it you will get better. Honest. Don't be so afraid to try harder and put yourself out there to be seen. What are you afraid of?
Yes, your mom was right - those 'popular' girls are not as pretty or as smart as you are. In a couple of years, you won't even remember their names. Some will get fat, some will marry and divorce many times, few will even go to college, let alone law school. And later in life when Facebook is created, some of them will want to be "friends" with you even though they don't give you the time of day now. How hilarious is that?!
And sex, well you won't know what good sex is until you know what you're doing and HE knows what he's doing, so don't rush into anything. Trust me, the boys you know DON'T know what they're doing! Don't waste your time..
On the other hand, you had really good taste in music and clothes. You established a style that suited you and you knew who you were. Good job!
I go there in my mind from time to time
Gabriel Garcia Marquez created the magical village of Macondo - "a village of twenty adobe houses, built on the bank of a river of clear water that ran along a bed of polished stones, which were white and enormous, like prehistoric eggs." Reading the enthralling saga of the Buendia family seeped into my soul and I wanted to go there. The truth is, a wondrous village like Macondo would never have survived the real world, so I go there in my mind from time to time. I am happy that this place only exists in the world or magical realism.
Create 
106/365 Stop Whispering, Start Shouting
A well-chosen, well-placed swear word is golden. As in all communication and use of language, perfect word choice separates the articulate from the babbling idiot. Every word has its proper place and time; random smatterings of swear words is just f@*#ing lazy!
Life is what happens when you're busy making other plans...John Lennon.
I love this quote because it reminds me to be present and even in the most mundane of days, to enjoy the ride.
No doubt about it- I'd be Pippi! She was independent, silly and free.
It is a truth universally acknowledged, that a mother in possession of a few hours alone, must be in want of a spa. However little known the feelings, as she must surely be lost in such rare and inexplicable moments, this truth must be assisted by this mother's dear aquaintences in haste, so as not to languish and miss such grand opportunities.
"My dear Mrs. Parker," Mrs. Pope cried out, "have you heard of the grand opening of Serenity Now Spa?"
Mrs. Parker, incredulous, replied that she had not.
"Well then, we must go there immediately," said Mrs. Pope, "before the children unlock the chains."
RCA Dome Rubble - Indianapolis, Indiana
Spray can in hand
The car becomes her canvas
Flat, black, blue, or red
Everyday something new.
3 a. m. is the busy hour
Dogs howling
Interior walls coming down
Waiting for it all to cave in on her
With fascination and sadness
Mania in living color
