Showing posts with label Interview. Show all posts
Showing posts with label Interview. Show all posts

Wednesday, October 21, 2009

Oprah To Interview Sarah Palin On November 16th: Let The Media Super Bull Begin!!

Big News, Kids!!

Sarah Palin is going to appear on the November 16th episode of The Oprah Winfrey Show.

Am I excited? You BETCHA!!

Oh sure, during the 2008 Presidential Campaign there was a bit of a tiff between the two, much of which was created by the media, because as you know…

The media loves a good cat fight, especially between two pigs. But now?

Oprah wants Sarah “Lame and Tall” Palin on for the ratings, and Palin wants to appear with Oprah “Being Richer Than God Does Not Make One Any Less Annoying” Winfrey in order to sell her new book:


Going Rogue: An American Life.

I’m sure that the questions from Oprah will be touchy feely, and the answers given by Palin will be infantile and non-sequitur.

There will be questions revolving around the campaign, life in Alaska, and Palin’s kids, Bristol, Trig, Algebra, Polynomial, and Co-Secant. That’s cool.

I enjoy watching the seediness of two people using each other. In fact, when it’s two women using each other it can be kinda hot. But…

Those two better not get naked. Holy Cow!! Can you imagine Oprah and Sarah getting naked and steamy with each other?

When I think of that unsavory scenario, I am assaulted by the vision of a giant grizzly bear devouring an Alaskan salmon…roe and all.

Hey…if these two human irritants can make money off of each other, God Bless Em’, but my GAWD..!

Can you imagine the 24/7, Wall-to-Wall coverage that will ensue from the media on the days leading up to this titanic event?

And then…AND THEN!!

The post interview analysis will be given by every morning cable “news” show the next morning. Each question and answer will be dissected, bisected, analyzed and over-analyzed to see who “won”.

Oh dear God, my head hurts already…As does my IQ. But, I already know the answer that the Balloon Boy following media will be looking for during their “post-game” analysis.

Oprah and Palin will have BOTH won. They will both reap what they were after in doing this…ratings, sales, and money.

Oprah and Palin aren’t morons. Okay, Palin is, but even a broken clock is right twice a day.

No my friends, the morons in this monumental interview are the media and the not unsubstantial segment of Americans that will find this afternoon Oprah/Palin coffee klatch, RIVETING!!

Oy Vay!!

Okay, I’m done…for now.

I want to thank you all for the comments and emails while I have been out of commission, and of course, I want to thank my BFF and femi-mini-me, Schmoop for filling in.

I’m still nowhere near 100%, but I may get around the blogosphere a bit today. Talk to you all as soon as possible.

Cheers!!

Friday, June 13, 2008

Dude, Where's My Interview?

Today has already been a day of ups and downs…

The A/C is broken again.

I had my post ready to go yesterday…It was an interview with Schmoop.

Evidently, I deleted it. It is nowhere to be found.

On top of that I have to work tonight…Sigh

However, Schmoop is taking today off and we are supposed to get strong storms today.

I see afternoon Thunderstorm sex in my future.


While the thunder is clapping in the sky, I’ll be slapping her between the thighs. Boo Yah!!

I’ll just re-do the interview, and unlike yesterday when I interviewed her via email, today I will conduct it in sweaty, face-to-face nakedness.

So, until I go to work at 5 this evening, I am going to catch up with all of you bitches, eat left over pizza, and produce multiple orgasms.

Oh yeah, I have the skills to do that…It’s one of the interview questions, and I was happy with the answer.

Happy Friday all…

And now our coded message to the vacationing
Dana.

Mary had a little lamb. The Big Bad Wolf was hungry. “Screw the lamb,” he said, “I’m eating Mary.”

Cheers!!

Update 8:05 A.M.: My chance for thunderstorm sex has been washed away by a flood of sorts. Schmoop's, Aunt Flo decided to show up this morning for her monthly visit. Man, it sucks to be me...