Quantum of Solace - what the hell is that?

Never was a freak for the 007 series. The only one I ever saw more than once was A View to a Kill, and that was because I loved the title song by Duran Duran and wound up not changing the channel. Now I love that film for the dated corniness, the wonder that is Grace Jones and Roger Moore's fopish creakiness.

Just ONCE I would like to turn on HBO or Starz and the Casino Royale that comes on will be the one with David Niven and Peter Sellers, I was obsessed with that film as a kid (apparently so was Mike Myers). Call me when they remake that puppy...

Wow...

From a now-defunct incel board:

"I just can't picture being in a relationship or having sex at all. It's been so long it's like my imagination is tired of trying. I guess I always have a glimmer of hope; otherwise I wouldn't be on this board ranting about it all the time. But there is definitely a feeling of destiny to it all. As I get older, I'm beginning to come to the conclusion that its just never going to happen"

Yay, a Black President - now what?

Congrats to all involved!! Election night was a beautiful moment, but time will tell whether change really will happen or if we just sold another bill of goods. I like the guy, I'll give him a chance, what choice do we have? After all, Dubya was the guy everybody wanted to have a beer with (as he slashed our throats and sent kids to die), I really don't think Barak (or "Barry" if it makes you feel better) can do any worse. I hope he doesn't try.

P.S. - I adore Michelle but hated that dress too.

This quote is everything you need to know about me:

"I guess some people are just naturally out-of-sync with most people....it's just one of those things that escapes explanation."

Don't forget to vote kiddies...

That One/Biden in 2008!

Once upon a time...

...being a single woman who didn't weigh 500 pounds, had no kids and kept a decent-enough job to pay the bills was considered marrying material. Now "men" just try to get over on them. I'm officially giving up on the so-called dating game. If I have to be on call for sex in the hopes that someone would consider having me in their life full-time, never-fucking-mind. I realized that I'm too smart and too full of self-respect to ever find someone to love me. The world can go to hell for all I care. I've spent too long making a fool of myself trying to win the favor of the dregs of the mortal world. I could blame it on the fact that no one sees black women other than the Halle Berry clones as worthy of anything, I could blame it on my too-high standards, but I refuse to kiss anyone's ass to get along with them in the hopes that they'll like me. Then there are the pieces of garbage that sees me as a "challenge," again, not looking for love, but to try to acquire bragging rights for something that is pretty rare, especially when nobody considers black women for anything other than video girls or typical ABWs (gee, wonder why when we're pursued by such high-quality "men") . I just called out some fuck this very week, he finally tired of the game and doesn't even bother to call or come over to say hello anymore like he did in the beginning when he thought he was getting somewhere (we work in the same building, on the same floor). I wore him down and he revealed his true intentions. The only reason he called was because he didn't want me angry at him (he prides himself on everybody liking him and not much else), but put me right back on ignore afterwards, what is THAT about?!!!! I hope he catches HIV from one of his hoochies he denies he has. At 34, I need a little something more from a guy other than dick.