And when you’re gone, he might regret it…

I did sort of enjoy the “Madonna” episode of Glee last week – though I still just cannot get into the show itself.  For a show that is, at its heart, a musical, the singing should be a lot better (and a lot less AutoTuned) than it is…  Nevertheless, watching it put me in Madge mood this week and I’ve been revisiting her catalogue.  So many memories…  And while Vogue will always remain my favorite, I’d be remiss if I didn’t mention the time-tested delight of Express Yourself – both the song and the video.  And – who knew? – this video remains the third most expensive music video ever made…  behind #2 Die Another Day (WTF? Did they spend all that money on Kaballa water?) and #1 Scream (meh) by Jacko and Janet.

So, come on girls – do you believe in love? ‘Cause I got somethin’ to say about it…  And it goes somethin’ like this…

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Cancer is no laughing matter… Well, not always…

Apparently, Australia has decreed that cigarette packaging must now consist solely of the brand-name and a graphic depiction of cancer-riddled lungs. No more fancy crests, groovy camels or sexy logos – just cancer!  Personally, I always wonder if this type of packaging change actually makes any difference – don’t consumers just become inured to the image after having to look at it constantly?  And it wouldn’t stop me from buying them.  I’m well aware intellectually of the fact that they are deadly – but they are so very delicious!  Plus, I got dumped not so long ago!  I get  a free pass to engage in semi-socially-acceptable forms of self-destruction for at least a few more months…

At any rate, one commenter, whose father was a doctor, used to tell his younger female patients that smoking was yellowing their teeth, giving them wrinkles and basically making them age prematurely (which is true!).  And the following comment from allzay was posted in response:

This is exactly why I’m wearing the Patch. I don’t need to start hagging it up any earlier than necessary. Whereas cancer, that is years from now! Who cares?

from Gawker

Just when I think I’ve seen it all…

Saw a guy in the locker room at the Y (natch).  He was nude, save for a dress shirt (and I should point out that wearing only a shirt and nothing else is always way pervier than strutting around nude), perched on one of the communal stools (with full-contact between the seat and his twig-and-berries, taint and b-hole), one foot on the floor, the other perched on the edge of the seat – so he could clip his toenails…

Trying to decide whether this was more or less bizarre than the time I saw a guy in front of the sinks in the locker room coloring his hair – complete with plastic gloves and easy-application tube of shoe-polish brown (Miss Clairol No. 47, I think…)

Also, I will never, ever, ever understand the members at the Y who wait for the interminably slow elevator, only to ride up one floor to the workout floor and then climb onto the StairMaster… “Unclear on the concept” doesn’t even begin to describe it…

Christ-on-his-throne – what the hell is wrong with people?

Just kill me now…

If only there were an assortment of shoddily made products that could make my life easier!

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Photo Tip of the Day

I haven’t been doing much in the way of photography lately – though maybe when I’m in Palm Springs in a couple of weeks?  Who knows…

At any rate, though, the following before-and-after is a very useful demonstration of how the appropriate use of flash can really improve the quality of a photograph.