It’s International Women’s Day, my friends — celebrating, honoring, supporting, protecting, empowering, uniting, and championing every woman on the planet. But to reach every woman…we have to start with JUST ONE GIRL.
For the past month, Gregory and I have been on an absolute Sparklehorse jag — listening to practically nothing else. Yesterday, we even had a long conversation about Mark Linkous and the genius that he brings to his art. We googled him and found out about his past and the struggles he has endured and survived. So, it is with stunned horror that I find he took his own life yesterday. The loss to music is incalculable.
I am just numb. Mark Linkous has provided so much of the most important, profound, and inspiring background music of my current life. Such a fucking loss to us all.
Little-known Muff Fact #698: I am one quarter Filipina. That’s right, mein lieblings — my grandfather, Gaudencio Viloria, was born in Manila and kept a severed goat’s head on a platter in his gottdamned refrigerator at all times. His own father, my great-grandfather, hacked my great-grandmother to death with a machete in a jealous rage late one fateful night, and then finished himself off with it, as well. You think your family’s fucked-up? TOP THAT, MOTHERFUCKER.
“It’s rare in Hollywood to get the chance to work on something that you actually care about. The tragedy of the place is all these talented people trying to get excited about stuff they themselves would only view at gunpoint.” — writer/director Stephen Gaghan
Muffy waited ’til she finished high school. She went to Hollywood, got a tattoo. She met a boy out there with a tattoo, too. The future was wide open.
“If we were in the 17th century, you don’t think he’d be a pirate? All the guys in Motorhead are pirates. He’s Captain Hook.” — Alice Cooper, waxing poetic about Lemmy Kilmister of Motorhead.
When this movie is FINALLY fucking released sometime this year, I cannot get my fatass to that theatre fast enough — and, in fact, have an entire EVENT planned around the evening with my almost 16 year old son and all his dudes.
FUCK ALL Y’ALL — LEMMY IS GOD.
Sorry about the lag-time in my regularly scheduled barrage of profanity, mundanity, and insanity. I’ve been dealing with some hideous and insistent plumbing problems — both the house’s and MY OWN. Yessiree…going to the Doktor de la Vagine later this afternoon, which, as most ladies are well aware, requires a three hour prep-period — well, those ladies with dignity and a Mediterranean heritage, anyway. At any rate, my undercarriage will now be boiled, chiseled, shaved, and blessed by a priest in anticipation of the big event. Wish me luck!
I am absolutely THRILLED to hear that I’ve provided the inspiration for a BALLBUSTIN’ DAME character in a brilliant writer friend’s novel-in-progress. Can’t wait to read the finished story. God, I hope she’s a whore.
This one goes out to all you muthafuckas who think they ain’t seen nothin’ GOOD today.
muffy bolding 