OJ, Spector, Hollywood Births – Bedazzling
Posted by thedarwinexception on January 5, 2008
So, OJ’s back in jail, Spector witnesses are dying off and I bought a Bedazzler. Oh, and in some weird Hollywood convergence Nicole Ritchie and Christina Aguilera spawned their kids on the same day. That’s a lot of stuff for one week, isn’t it?
OJ got arrested (again) – this time for violating the terms of his bail release. Seems he called one of his co-defendants. Which is rather odd, considering that the three co-defendants claimed not to have even known each other before the robbery went down. I guess OJ just like wanted to wish them Happy New Year or something. I wonder if they make a Christmas Card for that? “Merry Christmas to the guy who is going to do time for my sorry ass….”
OJ will be going to court in Nevada early next week so the judge can slap his hand and let him get back to Florida. If she is like out of her fucking mind or something she could hold him until his trial, which is tentatively set for April. I’m hoping the judge does keep him in jail until the trial. Because *then* you know there won’t be any delays and Yale Galanter will try to get the thing going as quickly as possible. I don’t want the OJ trial season to interfere with Season 2 of “Spector on Trial.”
And speaking of Spector Season 2, Dianne Ogden died. Which sucks. I liked her. She was the cutest of the bunch of “Prior Bad Act Witnesses” – and she was the one who said of Spector’s attempted rape of her “I don’t know why he did that – he didn’t have to do that – he could have been romantic and stuff – that was not romantic to me.” She was also the one that Spector chased down the driveway with an Uzi.
The cause of death is “unknown” – but I’d be checking to see if Spector or the Wife of Convenience were in Utah over the holidays. I’m not *saying* – I’m just “saying”. You know what I mean.
And speaking of former victims of weird ass Hollywood types – Christina Aquilera and Nicole Ritchie both gave birth this week. Nicole was released from the hospital with her new daughter Harlow Winter or Garbo Summer or Monroe Fall or whatever the fuck she named it – and went straight to the gym so she could get back to her pre pregnancy weight of 27 pounds. There was one report that the baby weighed more than Nicole did. But while Nicole allowed her press person to release the details of the kid’s birth, Aquilera was more coy, not even saying whether the kid she birthed was a boy or a girl. Let’s hope the kid is as discreet in 10 years when it’s writing it’s tell all book about life with mommy.
And, finally, to wrap up all the info for this week – I bought a “Gemagic” – which is a fancy version of a “Bedazzler”. Remember those things? Ugh. I thought they were tacky and hideous. I can’t stand all those rhinestoned pants and jeweled tops. But Paul has a bunch of leather stuff that he wanted silver studs put on – or he wanted the stud that were once on the items but fell off over the years to be replaced. So I bought this stupid thing since it was cheap on eBay and seemed to promise to be able to do the trick. But it comes with thousands of jewels and rhinestones. So I’ll have to use those up. Are those things fashionable with kids these days? Can I make some little kids shirts or pants and Gemagic them and have little girls love them? What else can I do with this stupid thing? Any ideas? I was hoping that it would work with snaps. I have a *terrible* time putting snaps on with my Dritz pliers. Do you think this fancy Bedazzler would handle snaps?
I looked on eBay and it seems like the extra rhinestones and jewels they sell for the Gemagic are 9mm and 5 mm. Now, the snaps I use for the Dritz pliers things are like 7/16. I don’t know how that converts. Or even if snaps come in different sizes. I’m sure they do though, right? Anyway, I want to try the Gemagic with snaps. If it works, it will be well worth the thousands of fucking rhinestones I now have to deal with.
Oh, and I went to the doctors. Finally. I have bronchial pneumonia. Which is odd, since I didn’t know there was such a thing. I thought pneumonia was pneumonia. But I knew I was sick. I’m feeling better now, with the antibiotics the doctor gave me – and I’m back on prednisone again. It finally feels like the elephant got up off my chest where it had it’s fat ass parked for a week.
I’m thinking it was the tomato sandwiches that cured me, though. My God I love those things – with a lot of pepper and fresh mayo and squishy bread. Oh stop – I’m making me hungry.