It's All About Me Me Me Me....

I've been tagged yet again (like I'm oh, so popular...) by Lovebabz. These days, I do follow a few more blogs, but as I said before, most have been tagged already and I am wary of double tagging them. So, I'll come up with seven facts and a few blogs I follow to make up for copping out twice on the whole spreading link thing. You know, it's like getting the same chain email several times over a period of time... But, I love my gurl, so...

1. My childhood canine companion, Zenda, was a direct descendant of the original Rin Tin Tin. She was an awesome dog that my mom gave away for really dumb reasons. My brother and I still bemoan the fact that she did this; although we didn't find out 'til about ten years ago. For years, she told us that Zenda ran away.

2. I was born in the old Cedars of Lebanon hospital. The building is now the world headquarters for the "Church" of Scientology.

3. My favorite statue in the whole wide world is The Pieta by Michelangelo housed in The Vatican. I literally have gone into a beautiful contemplative trance on the two times I have laid eyes on it.
4. I have pieces of the Berlin Wall that I took during a visit with ex-husband to visit his former Luftwaffe grandfather, right after it fell. We walked right up and took it out with our hands and a small hammer. I still remember driving through the desolate countryside of the former DDR. I still have the passport with the pass stamp. It's like having concrete reminders of repression and sorrow right in my closet.

5. For a time, after I spent a year in Israel, I contemplated converting to Judaism. I find the religion smart and satisfying. But, I did not think I could keep the laws or even kosher. I respect the faith so much that I did not feel it would correct to take it on and not be observant. However, I still think Jerusalem is the most beautiful city in the world.

6. I am an absolute fiend of all items Burberry. I think it's classic and modern all at the same time. I own scads of it and see no end of to this addiction.

7. My penchant for dark red lipstick stems directly from seeing Faye Dunaway in the classic movie Chinatown. In my six year old eyes, she was the most beautiful creature and to this day, I adore side parted bobs and old-fashioned riding pants, although my wide hips do not make this look a winner for me.

I'm not going offically tagging these blogs to MeMe (unless they want to, of course).

C-1's site that celebrates BW and the WM who love them. He rarely gives any information on himself and I think his readers would love to know more about the man.

My best friend, Noel's Site. He's a writer and performance artist. I figure he's already been tagged, but it was probably a long time ago. Enlighten us some more man!

Mike Doc's Site on all things entertainment. Mike is one of those people who has such eclectic tastes and interests, that there is always something or someone you've never heard of highlighted on his blog.

Spread the word ya'll! Everyone loves new visitors to their blog and they love even more those who comment!

Fione Man of the Week

Jay Carney
Since I make a habit of watching the Sunday morning gabfests, I see Jay Carney often; sometimes with his lovely wife and fellow journalist, Claire Shipman, and sometimes alone (guess which times I like better). He is Time's Washington bureau chief. has been writing about politics for Time since '93. He's written extensively about the Bush presidency and was one of a handful of journalists who were on Air Force One with the president on 9/11. He has unprecedented access to Vice President Cheney and most other senior advisors. Carney later won the 2003 Gerald R. Ford Prize for Distinguished Reporting on the Presidency. He has covered both the Clinton and Bush 43 White Houses, as well as Congress. Before coming to Washington, he spent three years reporting from Time's Moscow bureau, covering the collapse of the Soviet Union. Prior to that he was Time’s Miami bureau chief. He has also served as a special correspondent for CNN and makes frequent appearances as a political analyst on a variety of television programs. A native Virginian, he earned a B.A. in Russian and Eastern European Studies from Yale University in 1987. In his next life, he would like to write for Sports Illustrated.

There's nothing more intoxicating than an intelligent, handsome man.

Write on Jay!


Fione Man of the Week

Dante Zappala
I first saw him on a segment of Hardball, a show I record every day. He was discussing Petraeus' appearance before the Congress. Zappala lost his brother, Sergeant Sherwood Baker, during the Iraq war. He's now a member of Gold Star Families Speak Out. Recently, he wrote a letter to George W. Bush.

My brother, Sherwood Baker, died in Iraq last week. I tried to call you and I tried to write to you, but you never responded. I'm writing to you again because I believe had you known him, you would have liked him...

And maybe if you knew him, if you knew the other soldiers, you'd have thought differently about sending them.

Sherwood was a foster kid, and he came to our family before I was born. He had limited contact with his biological family. Our parents never let him go. They received him, raised him, and he was their child. He was their son and my brother.

In so many ways, Sherwood represented the country he loved.
He was dealt a tough hand and turned it into opportunity. Always struggling between optimism and reality, he seemed to be on a life-long quest to codify a family.

When he became a father at 21, he embraced the role with enviable
enthusiasm. He joined the Army National Guard in Wilkes-Barre. He wanted to help his community,wanted to support his wife and his son, and wanted to pay off his college loans. He discovered brotherhood in the Army as well.

Now he was part of one more family. He found it whenever he sat and talked.

I can certainly find things about him that you would appreciate. I know you're familiar with fabrications. You remember the things you said about the weapons and the terrorist ties ?

Well, he wasn't as good as you, but listen to him: He told us he would be OK, he'd return safe, we'd see him soon. And check this out - he was a "C" student, too. When he was called up, I told him that if he wanted to get out of guard duty, he, too, could apply to Harvard Business School.

Sherwood just laughed. You made him laugh. Yet, he still went to fight in your war. He never wavered, never cried, never expressed a desire to somehow get out of this mess. He went. Because he knew responsibility. He knew it as well as he knew how irresponsible you had been for sending him. He had honor, and he had pride.

Sherwood had commitment - to his country, to his job and to his unit. Maybe not so much to his commander-in-chief, quite honestly, but that's probably because he didn't know you. Because you didn't sit down with him.

You just sent him a letter and a plane ticket to Baghdad.

I heard that you have yet to attended the funeral of a fallen soldier. I, too, had never been to a soldier's funeral before Tuesday. I fully understand why you're ducking it. It's tough.

I heard Sherwood lived two hours after he was struck in an explosion. Long enough, I hope, to make his peace with everybody he called family. But I can't say for sure if he made peace with you.

He didn't know you.

Sherwood is in a grave now and there's a folded flag in his wife's arms. He's at rest, but he'd be happy to listen to what you have to say. Even now, you can still help him to make peace. You said we need to finish the work of the fallen. You may be surprised to know that the real work he started was not in Iraq. Sherwood's work is here. Mr. President, I want you to look into the eyes of his nine-year-old son and see his unfinished work. Feel free to get back to me. We ought to talk. You won't have a problem finding me. I stick out in a crowd these days. I'm the proud little brother of Sergeant Sherwood Baker.

With hope,
Dante Zappala


What's Wrong With America?

This picture encapsulates the love/hate the US has with women and our bodies. So-called "real women" are celebrated, but in the same breath, we're reminded, "as long as they're thin." Nowhere is this more apparent than in the latest issue of Glamour magazine (yes, that Glamour magazine, the same that suggested BW should perm their hair for the office, setting off a virtual war in the black community).

The lovely, talented America Ferrera (you have seen "Real Women Have Curves", haven't you?) is done so wrong by Glamour. They have obviously photoshopped her face onto someone else's skinnier body. Was there any reason for this? Yeah, the name of the magazine is Glamour. But who better to showcase glamour than the heroine of Ugly Betty, the conscience of a fictional, heartless fashion magazine? Where's the outcry? The outrage? The disgust? Who made this boneheaded decision? And who does their shitty photoshopping? Cam could do a better job than this on his Leapfrog.

Just to show you how wrong Glamour is, here's a shot of America in all her glory.

Now, you tell me. What is wrong with America?

Death & the Alien Have Some Fun

Due to popular demand, the fabulous Pearson Bros have given us some outtakes from Death & the Alien...

Thank you boys!


Fione Man of the Week

Christian Bale
He's Batman, he's the machinist, he's an American Psycho. Since he burst onto the scene in the 80's in Steven Spielberg's Empire of the Sun, Bale has continually strives to perfect his craft. Mostly famously, he lost enough weight to appear a walking skeleton in The Machinist. It's quite the performance. If you haven't seen it, rent it or add it to your NetFlix queue.

Viva Le Christian!