Showing posts with label hair. Show all posts
Showing posts with label hair. Show all posts

May 19, 2010

blood diamond


According to a Lorain Police Department report, an officer working the North Ridgeville High School prom was approached by school administrators who had received several complaints about the "highly intoxicated" Halter. When told of these complaints, Halter replied, "This is my fucking prom, this is bullshit."

Halter, her speech slurred, denied drinking alcohol and cursed out the school's principal and assistant principal. "You are fucking bitches, this is my prom, I'm not drunk," said Halter. After refusing to take a Breathalyzer test, Halter attempted to swing a chair at cops, and then began "smacking her forehead into the chair handle causing her nose to bleed."

While being handcuffed, Halter "began kicking, screaming, spitting and thrashing about." As she was walked out of DeLuca's catering hall, Halter--screaming obscenities--"let her legs go limp," so officers had to carry the teen to a patrol car. That is when Halter "cleared her throat and spit a bloody ball of spit" at Officer Kyle Gelenius, whose name tag was ripped from his uniform by Halter during the confrontation.

Seated in the back of the cruiser, Halter "continued to spit blood on the windows, the divider, and the roof," and kicked the vehicle's window. For her prom night meltdown, Halter was booked into the Lorain County jail and charged with assaulting a cop, resisting arrest, disorderly conduct, and underage drinking.

Feb 14, 2010

Sep 10, 2009

Aug 23, 2009

Jun 10, 2009

What About Style?--1998-9

Cher's "Believe" video, which I assume I caught on The Box a time or two, is essential 1998-9. Have you watched it lately? I mean, the featured mass of clurrb-urchins was/(is?) pretty hep. And Cher--a golden lion at center, all headdress and injections! Transcendental.

Apr 6, 2009

Nov 12, 2008

BLESS

Go tell it on the mountain. I HAVE FOUND IT!! "IT" would be a collection of gleeful ditties that, in the midst of a particularly gory personal breakdown, has come along and to tell me that it's time to come back to life. Burn the pictures, move, throw away all of his clothes, buy a new TV and throw a record on. The last time I was sure I was not long for this world--late 2005--Lil' Kim's "The Naked Truth" flew down from on high and gave me hope for a brighter future. Lady Gaga's "The Fame" is my hope for 2008. "The Fame" is saccharin yet tough, with a touch of sweet, self-deprecating neofeminism that warms my cold, black heart. See "Boys, Boys, Boys", because making fun of hipster twits is always fun (and using them is even funnier):


Nov 7, 2008

Love in this Club (long hair or short, yesterday, today and tomorrow)


Surprisingly, we at A&P have yet to discuss the groundbreaking decriminalization of marijuana passed in (count 'em!) three states on Tuesday. I don't know how Jason Mewes feels about tea-smoking now that he's blessedly kicked his heroin habit, but he will always be our favorite fictive dealer of the stuff. And he had this to say in 1999 (oh, what a year): "I think it should definitely be legalized. Like they say, if anything it should be more legal than booze because people get drunk, they drink and drive, they crash and kill people. And when you get drunk you get a little rowdy and shit. And you get stupid and have unprotected sex. Weed, you know, you just get mellow. You can drive pretty stoned and be OK. I mean, sometimes you get too stoned and you can't drive. But you could get pretty stoned and still drive. And you don't get all stupid and sleep with someone. You're so stoned most of the time that you don't want to sleep with someone. So, that's that. And a lot of people get shot and shit during fucking drug deals -- the cops busting and raiding and stuff. So, I think they should legalize it."

Nov 5, 2008

HOPE

If ever there was a time for Sister Pillow to share her personal anthem of hope and redemption, it's now. Happy November 5th America.

Oct 31, 2008

Verses

James Brown
Hot Pants, Part 1* (1971)

One-two One-Two-Three-uh!

Hot pants--hey hot pants, uh! smokin?
Hot pants--smokin? That-hot pants

That's where it's at a-that's where it's at
Take your fine self home
It looks much better than time
My fever keeps growin?
Girl you're blowin' my mind

Thinkin' of losin' that funky feelin? don't uh!
Cause you got to use just what you got
To get just what you want--a
Hey huh!
Hot pants! hey! hot pants smokin?!
Hot pants make ya sure of yourself--good Lord
You walk like you got the only lovin' left hey
So brother--if you're thinkin' of losin' that feelin'
Then don't--ha
Cause a woman got to use what she got
To get just what she wants hey!
Hey hotpants
A-look-a-hot pants won't make ya dance
But as slick as you are-ah! YOU make the pants
Uh! hey brother--do ya like it?
The girl over there with the funky pants on ha!
She can ah! do the chicken all night long
The girl over there with the hot pants on uh!
She can do the Funky Broadway all night long

The girl over there with the hot pants on
Filthy MacNasty all night long
Get down huh! the one over there
With the mini dress ha!
I ain't got time--I still dig that mess
Get down! but I like the hot pants
Hey! I like a hot pants

(Short Instrumental)

Ooooh! Bring it home!
One more! Hit me! Aaay!
Bring it home! Bring it home!
Oh uh! Bring it on home
Bring it on home..

*some puctuation changed