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Contest Rules
Reposting over here so it is easy to move forward.
As I noted yesterday we are having a contest. It is as follows: Pick a song, make a parody. It has to be somehow clearly related to the fashion board. You may use a parody you posted for the first time on Lawtalkers already, but you may not use one that you already did from any other location. The deadline is noon next Friday October 10. Post your entries here, and I will repost them the day of the contest on a separate board. The members will then vote on the best one. If there are too many entries the mods and admins will choose the best 5 or so for the members to vote on. If there is a tie after voting, the Admins will make the final decision. Prizes: First Prize 50 dollars towards winner's choice of the following: Gift Certificate to Amazon.com Gift Certificate to a sex toy shop Law Crossing membership Legal Authority services Second Prize 25 dollars towards winner's choice of any of the above. Please note if an admin or mod wishes to enter that is fine, he or she will be precluded from choosing the top 5 or voting in the tie break, should that become necessary. If you have any questions, post them here, pm me or email info@lawtalkers.com |
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I just wanted to be on the first page of the FB 2d. I think that's FB cool.
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Caped Horn Mauled
Roy Horn, of the Vegas cat act Fischbacher & Horn, has been mauled by Montecore, one of the act's white tigers.
http://story.news.yahoo.com/news?tmp...fe_magician_dc How long do you suppose Montecore has been waiting for this opportunity? |
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edited to add: This is basically what I read, and it doesn't say that it was the tiger's first show, so maybe I made it up. |
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Ask any Casino entertainment director up and down the strip who they'd rather have on guard against the big cats. They'd pick Zeigfried over Roy 4 or 5 to 1. Same conditions, no way the cat gets to Zeiggy. |
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I was reading this month's Vanity Fair this morning. Conicidentally, A.A. Gill's piece this month happened to be on Celine Dion's show in Vegas (a place, Gill writes, "where irony just curls up and dies."). Gill had this to say about S&R:
"And then, of course, there are Siegrfried and Roy. Celine, incidentally, is beginning to bear a distinct resemblance to Roy - or perhaps it's Siegfried. Siegfried and Roy put on, without hesitation, the very worst specialty show I've ever seen. They do tricks so ancient and so bad that they must think we were all born yesterday. But then, compared to them, we pretty much were. "Visitors to Vegas adore Siegfried and Roy. They're like folk dancers. Or folk art. And you have to be one of the folk to get the point. What else could explain adults' watching a nonagenerian in a leather codpiece whipping a giant puppet dragon for no apparent reason. "But everyone's really here to see the white carnivores, hoping against hope that just maybe, just once, the tables will turn and Siegfried and/or Roy will get to see the inside of a big pussy." Well, you got your wish, A.A. I'd post a link, but I don't think I can. Buy the magazine to finish the article - this one article alone is worth the $4.50 cover price. |
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"Anyway, Celine finally comes on, and the audience drags itself away from itself and claps as best it can, with its hands full of napkins nestling pints of sticky cocktails and boxes of snacks to wardoff the 90 minutes of rumbly pangs. "My guess is that most in this audience don't get out to live shows much. Just being here seems to be a jewel in some sort of bigger experience. Certainly Dion doesn't have to work hard to win them over. They're a sure thing. Not that it stops her - she doesn't so much project songs as implore them to leave her body. Those huge, overproduced, emotionally incontinent power ballads sound like the forced exorcism of goody-goody ghosts. You half expect - half wish - her head would swivel 360 degrees as that ungodly French-Canadian glottal accent sobs, "Could taste your sweet kisses, your arms open wide." For all her gym-tuned, dance-coached stagecraft, Dion still manages to look like the fat kid who won Weight-Watcher of the Year. Her body is corded and knotted with self-restraint. Her movements are over-rehearsed and picky-precise - more Prussian cheerleader than Martha Graham. She looks good for an age she won't actually reach for a decade and does that Vegas thing - begs. She begs the audience to love her with a naked, generalized, "I'm everybody's" sycophancy. There's more than a hint of bunny boiler, a manic desire to please and a smiley-implied nameless threat if we're not appreciative enough. In fact, her stage presence is a weird hybrid of Pinocchio and Buffy the Vampire Slayer. The show finally sinks beneath the applause during an encore of Celine alone, howling on the deck of the Titanic. The audience troops out, stuffed but underwhelmed. Still grazing from tubs, hungry for the next gobbet of experience." So, str8, was this your impression of Celine from your last Vegas trip? P.S. Ty, meet me over on the PB and I'll quote the latest Hitchens article on Iraq. |
The phrase "Prussian cheerleader" alone is worth the $4.50 cover price.
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Meanwhile, in other tiger news, a 400-pound Bengal tiger was evicted from a Harlem apartment. His friend the caiman had to go, too.
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