UNDERWOOD AND OUT ON MY PLAYLIST

From The Right-Side...

Remember when the music of U2 happened on your iPhone, if you wanted it there or not?

Music for all my moodiness!


Actually, I like them and to receive a freebie was A-Okay with me. Yeah, some of the tracks I can do without, but it is mostly good and I did not understand people losing their minds over it.

The personally chosen selections comprising the many Playlists on my iPhone is wildly varied and pretty crazy (it fits, I know). Honestly, I have something for every mood and every occasion.

Music is a constant companion in the world I cruise through, and my shifting moods drive the notes pounding around me. So, I go from Blank & Jones to Clapton, and everything in-between and all around those particular genres.

I mean I have musical favorites for every mundane activity in the book, and from every decade in the book (40's-2015).

Watching my Cavalier King Charles do pp and doody could find my earbuds blasting Audra Mae or DeadMau5. Driving on I95 could mean Justin Timberlake, or Loverush. I just never know, but I am always prepared.

Music reverberates within the walls of our domicile much of the time (have you tried watching anything on the tube?), and I love almost everything.

But, I must, on occasion, seriously question some of my choices. There I am, feeding my mutt, and suddenly a lady-person is screeching out a song on my iPad or iPhone. It's about keying his pick-up 'cause he done her wrong, or whatever.

It is Carrie Underwood, and I can not even point an accusing finger at iTunes! I actually purchased her twanging out this country drivel.

No, and no way do I enjoy her howling (a million pardons if you are a fan). My decision to purchase Carrie Underwood is inexplicable. It must have been on a night when I felt nostalgic for...no, there is no rational explanation. I don't like her music, now or ever. My Playlist may be (is) lame, but she's gotta go.

Gotta dash...

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From the Left-Side: Right or left, we love our music. In another lifetime, I even  made my living reviewing records and attending concerts (yeah I know -- someone has to do it!). Carrie isn't on my playlist, either. But I do like the titles of some of those C-W songs. Remember Dolly Parton's "Get Your Hands Off My Potential New Boyfriend"? Yee-haw!

YOUR PUBLIX STREET-VIEW UPDATE

Before all of you start emailing and complaining about why you haven't seen the latest Publix construction update ... here it is! And just for a change, here's a street-level view. Anybody want to venture a guess when the doors will open?  -- The Left-Side.

SCRUNCHIE ME, GLOBAL YOU

From The Right-Side...

I freely admit that boredom is not my friend.

Routine, to me, is like some sort of enormous bag of designer clothes crushing me from head-to-toe.

Fortunately, The Left-Side and I are simpatico in this area and we mix things up quite a bit, not necessarily cool and hip things, but things WE enjoy.

Goofy?

Oh, definitely.

But, let's step outside the world of Clash 'n Dash (like there is anyone here in the first place), and speak of the world...in a general sense. Is the world having ANY fun? Is the world trying too hard to be cool and part of the global-group?


Every day I am amazed to see how we are moving together, GLOBALLY. It is NOT a good thing. It seems we are becoming the same. Behaving as one. Liking the same things and shunning the same things. Is it so uncool to have your own likes and dislikes, even if the popular kids don't agree?

Evidently, but how very BORING!

When did we become so one-dimensional?

When did our behavior become so lock-step?

I find it appalling and quite scary.

It starts out as an opinion by some ass-hat 'celeb', or other sort...and then it rips through the universe (social media, movies, television, discussions over dinner) like fire in a dry forest.

You want examples of things that have been stabbed through the heart and died or are slowly being choked to a slow death?

*The Scrunchie-Killed by a scene in Sex and the City (see video above). Carrie blathered on about how horrible they were and NO one in Manhattan would wear them to a restaurant.

Yes, I even wore this color.

I wore them. Not to fancy restaurants, but to random daytime places. They looked better than a bare rubber band around a half-assed ponytail. DEAD.

*Waist-Touching-Jeans-DEAD. Killed by Mariah Carey when she sliced the waistband off  hers and exposed her toned middle  (this was when she was real) in a video. Calling non-low-rider denim, MOM jeans is a travesty. What in the hell do they call jeans that settle around the waist of Dads?  You can't answer that, can you?

If you want to wear higher-waisted jeans why should you be slammed? If you want to flash a low-riding camel-toe front...get it done. Why must we all wear the same thing?

*Keurig coffee-Languishing near death. They are trying to kill this, but it is fighting back. I still say Mr. Coffee is behind all this coffee-pod-controversy!

*Your house (especially the kitchen) must look the same as all the others on HGTV, or you are OUT of style!

*Movies-Rotten Tomatoes does a great job of trying to kill movies that may not be exactly intellectually stimulating, and I suppose it has a place if you want someone else to decide your entertainment. Personally, I will decide if I want to watch low-brow humor for grins.

CLASHERS, for the love of all that is INDIVIDUAL, let's move past being sheep (if you have ever been around real sheep, they are cute, but they really do follow each other off cliffs), and stop thinking GLOBALLY. 

Wear a SCRUNCHIE if it feels right...even to a restaurant. Wear HIGH-WASTED JEANS if they are comfy. Use your PODS if you want (you are not polluting the world anymore than the next fellow). Enjoy the movie of YOUR choice, and forget the tomato throwers!

Decorate in YOUR style, even if no one else approves! Who cares what others think? I never have.

The Left-Side and I probably bore the hell out of others (that's their journey), but we try to do what WE like.

Think on, and be your own PACK!

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BAD BLOOD BULLY AND BUBBLE GUPPIES

From The Right-Side...

I should be (I'm not) ashamed to admit that I clicked on the newest Taylor Swift video. It was either view that cartoon or do laundry. You can see my dilemma, and there was really only one way to go.

Good GAWD!

It is official, the Lean-Cuisine-Pop-Tart is a screeching bully. Great message for the Cheerio-set, and it would be even more disturbing if it weren't so ridiculous and pretty hilarious to watch.


 

For real talent, click the above video link and enjoy Lady Gaga done in a very special way. Fun, AND educational.

The Farmer Had No Bad Blood That We Know Of.

Of course, Tay-Tay aims her special auto-tune in the general direction of the Kindergarten set (not on purpose, probably). But, any child over that age could be on the threshold of wising up to her, um, talent, and reach for a Fisher-Price pretend radio (more entertaining).

Her Bad Blood (type O for OH, HELL NO) video is a mess of a mess. The string-bean playing a Bad-Ass is THE funniest thing I've seen in ages.

Seriously, the Bubble Guppies sing and dance Hula-Hoops around the Vanilla Cupcake (and, not Sprinkles). Ask any two-year-old.

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YOUR WEEKLY PUBLIX REPORT

The Left-Side Publix Report for May 18.

Workers are busy as little bees as the new Publix on Belvedere in West Palm really starts to take shape. I'm sticking by my prediction of a grand opening before Labor Day. And speaking of holidays -- next week's update will be a day later thanks to Memorial Day. Stay tuned!

BOO, PISTOL AND THE BOYS

From The Right-Side...

Friday and I want to bring some fun, fun, fun and good vibrations to all you lovers of the Beach Boys or just lovers of the beach.

Not only do we have great music to kick-start the weekend, but we can all relax knowing that Boo and Pistol are saved from a terrible fate in Australia.

Those tiny Yorkies belonging to J-Depp, that Puffed-Up Pirate, can also relax.

I hope someone plays THEM a little Beach Boys.

For them the words could go a little something like:

And we'll have fun, fun, fun...
Now that Daddy took the death threat away!

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From the Left-Side: Somebody should tell J-Depp when he's through playing pirates, he can bring those mutts to the Jupiter Dog Beach, no problem. Pet-friendly and no passport required.

Now let's all have some fun, fun, fun.

JENNIFER ANNISTON IS CRINGEY

From The Right-Side...

Friends has been off the air forever, yet we are still hearing about THAT haircut.

You know the one I'm talking about.

The Rachel!

Way before the Rachel, Lucy Ricardo had it going on. Home Perms!

Guess what?

Everyone (they didn't) had it, according to the fashion blabbers. Everyone (they didn't) loved it and Jen.

Well, we should have simmered down. Because back in the day, while droves of guys and gals were begging their stylist at Toni & Guy to snip and cut their locks into a Rach, Jennifer Aniston was busy loathing that cut. In a recent magazine interview, she called it cringey.

Fine, and good for her. Don't we all look back (even yesterday) at our former haircuts and cringe? I certainly do (school photos or Glamour Shots, anyone?).

While the former Mrs. Pitt is busy focusing on her hair challenges, many of us (like Lucy Ricardo in the photo) are fresh out of personal stylists and must make do with home perms, or using a load of Dippity-Do and pink sponge curlers.

Here are the bigger questions.

Has the future Mrs. Theroux (maybe) heard of being GRATEFUL?

Has she heard of just shutting up?

Blah, blah...it was HARD to manage that cut (like she had to do it herself?)! I get that she is over it, but can't she just, for once, stop whining and be gracious about something?

All else aside, she should appreciate how that damn hairstyle got her noticed amongst that little ensemble of six...it certainly was not her acting skills. If you have seen the show, her talent (lack of) is what is cringey.

Perhaps she should be grateful for her mousse-infused locks, AND  the Brad and Angelina drama. Otherwise, Jen-Jen would probably be long forgotten, only appearing as a pop-up in, Where Are They Now?

Yeah, just STOP IT, Jen With An A (take that as you will). We are ALL over your hair, and most of your movies.

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THE JEALOUS GOOD WIFE AND INTRIGUE

From The Right-Side...

The Left-Side and I watched, The Good Wife, until Netflix jacked-up the rental price (I hate it when they do that) and we ditched.

If you are not a fan, I will just say that it involves a bunch of cheaters, liars and messy intrigue.

My grandmother called that sort of shenanigans, her stories (Soap Operas).

Our Cavi hogs the magazine cover!

Today, we simply call it night time basic television.

The STAR  (the, um, good wife) is, Julianna Margulies, and Chris Noth plays her flawed hubby. I liked Mr. Noth better as Mr. Big, in Sex and the City.

Even though the cast included the supremely gifted, Christine Baranski, early on we discovered the real gem of this tangled web was, Kalinda. The character was played brilliantly (as much as you can on tv) by, Archie Panjabi. There was no dimming her shimmer and glow in each scene that she stole.

Nominated for awards, including SAG and Emmy (she won the Emmy in 2010), she made that tepid show somewhat hotter.
 
At the height of her on-screen scorchiness, we began to notice the obvious demise of the character, Kalinda. Yes, she was still clinging to life on the show, barely. We lost interest.

The once strong storylines became a trickle, and it was apparent she was being killed off by a thousand cuts in her time on camera.

Now, Archie Panjabi has left the show for real...no more Kalinda!

The blogs exploded with theories that Julianna Margulies (star and producer) was behind the disappearance of this vibrant character. Chatter of jealousy over the awards, and  talent of Panjabi.

Whatever, it makes no difference. Panjabi has a new gig, and her talent will take her far if she doesn't blow it along the way.

Margulies?

If her jealousy was the cause of the departure of a strong female character, that says quite a bit about her character.

If all the chatter is incorrect and squeezing the life out of Kalinda was simply writers doing their best to keep the audience interested, fine.

Although we gave up on The Good Wife, it is very disappointing in a field where there are so few strong female characters, they have just axed one of the best I've seen in a long time.

It is obvious that giving credit to others, sharing the kudos and letting others shine is difficult for some...in entertainment or corporate America. Why hog all the fame? Why can't people share?

Here's hoping Christine Baranski will bring her ample acting chops to bear and crush every scene she is given.

Gotta dash...

DEFLATEGATE LIPS, BOOBS, AND WHOLE FOODS

From The Right-Side...

Did you hear the really big news?

Whole Foods is about to build stores just for Millennials (enough with this absurd word). Because they have money to spend, people!

Soup from Trader Joe's!

Personally, I get the hives at Whole Foods. Spending double the money on items just so I look trendy is not my shopping bag!

But, I wish them well with that, but if that group of over-talked-about, over-hyped individuals were really smart they would spend all that money (uh-huh) they have at Trader Joe's.

YES, they (TJ's) DO have ORGANIC items. All OVER the store, so that argument is NOT legit.

Okay, I am done using ALL CAPS (for this post)!

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I freely admit I am not a huge sports fan.

Yes, I know enough to know I don't know anything. However, I have been around sports lovers all my life. A little just has to rub off, right?

Teams could color-coordinate their balls!

Maybe.

Maybe not.

Imagine my shock to learn that Deflategate was about football and not air escaping from fake-tits or lips in Hollywood.

What drama and it's not in H-Town where inflating things and deflating egos (the blogs are harsh on 'celebs') is required!

Simple solutions are everywhere when it comes to this sports scandal.

Why in the name of pigskin don't they use Nerf footballs? No potential for scandal and they are quite colorful. Each team could have their own colorful balls. Yep.

All the commotion makes me wonder if this will impact  those endless 'candid' shots we see of Tom and Giselle cavorting on one beach after another?

Does it singe your glam life when fingers are pointing at you about a bunch of balled-up air?

Probably not.

Gotta dash...

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PUBLIX UPDATE: WALLS ARE GOING UP!

From the Left-Side --

I know you have all been waiting with bated breath (yeah, I had to look it up: "From the verb bate, alteration by aphesis of the verb abate, meaning 'to reduce' or 'lessen' " Credit: Wiktionary) for the latest Publix construction update of their new store on Belvedere. Wait no longer! The walls are really taking shape. Hurry up, guys. I want those 2-for-1 specials!

COCKTAILS; NICK AND NORA STYLE

From The Right-Side...

Here we are at the weekend and we should discuss fabulous cocktails.

Instead, I think this clip of Nick and Nora, from, The Thin Man, is all we need to kick this weekend into gear.

Whatever you do this weekend, do it well.

Some things, like William Powell and Myrna Loy, are classic and just never get old!

Cheers.

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ANNA WINTOUR IS HILARIOUS, NO FLY-AWAYS

From The Right-Side...

Yes, I rambled on about Anna Wintour's little Met party, and I really am done talking about that insane display of questionable taste.

But, Seth Meyers is not done rambling on about it.

My Cavalier also has great hair.

Was it his needy way to let us know he attended?

Was it his sly way of letting us know he is all chummy with the hilarious (I didn't say it, he did) head-honch at Vogue?

http://time.com/3850138/anna-wintour-late-night-seth-meyers/

This video link demonstrates one thing.

Anna Wintour knows how to milk something for all its worth, AND the woman never has those pesky fly-away hairs popping up around the part in her hair. But, neither does my Cavalier King Charles Spaniel.

I hear she gets her hair trimmed everyday (that really is what I heard), so I guess there is no time for tiny hairs to flair up. My dog goes for a groom once a month, and they don't even cut the hair on her head. Just sayin'.

However, if I were a hair on that head, I admit I would never dare try to be unruly. Lady W has the face of someone who would step into her Chanel inspired powder room, in her sky-high designer heels, and rip a hair out by the roots!

Yeah, she looks like she is a barrel of fun.

Let me know what you think of the video and if Anna has a calling in comedy.

Vogue!

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F-BOMBS AWAY, ACCORDING TO FRISKY

From The Right-Side...

Well, well, well, some random gossip site entitled, The Frisky, did a survey (I did not say it was scientific, because I have no idea) and has spoken.

Dropping the F-Bomb isn't only okay, it is encouraged as a means to making a person feel tons better.

Creeper deserves to be bombed!

Don't be shooting me the side-eye...they said it, not me.

Anyway, don't bother being polite, and don't bother holding back when you feel the urge to rant and rave. Rave away, people.

A perfect example of the need to use the F-Bomb?

When some creep across the room at a chichi bar sits there and points his camera phone RIGHT at you!

F-him and his little phone, too!

See? Feels good!

Oh, there is one tiny catch (isn't there always?).

Do NOT overdo all that jazzy dirty-talk. Yeah, it all loses that special ZING if you over-indulge.

However, if you are all alone...F-it...F-BOMBS away!

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HOT OFF THE MET PRESS, NOT REALLY

From The Right-Side...

Have you heard the BIG NEWS?

The fabulous Met Ball was held and all the fabulous (nope) types showed up looking fabulous (nope). See Rihanna's cape photo, and you will want to head to IHOP.

Faux-covers, more fun than faux-celebs!

Call me jaded (or worse), but after a few clicks around an assortment of newsfeeds, I was utterly bored. We have seen enough nearly-bare-asses for the next ten years.

Sarah Jessica Parker had a dramatic and colorful hair adornment, but even that seemed tired. Her expression in the photos seemed to reflect the feeling SHE was over it. Who knows.

How many times must we see the usual suspects, you know who they are, in costumes-strolling and twirling down a blah-blah carpet?

The awards shows are one thing, we get to see a few interesting personalities.

Seeing photos and reading the details of Anna Wintour's little soiree has lost it glitter and gloss, for me.

I am over it. All of it.

Personally, I do not care who attends, what they wore or any drama that woulda, shoulda, coulda, happened.

As a reader, I troll for information to stay abreast of all things important, current and just junky-fun (celebs/gossip). Having spunky conversation with The Left-Side while sipping a chilled martini makes for a fascinating evening. I need material!

However, we (in the royal sense) desperately need to have more important news reported and less pandering to moronic posers. Not that I shy away from gossip. I read it like crazy. But, we have entered the 'blah-zone.' 

Just the image of these people (you know who they are, remember) and my eyes glaze over, then slowly roll toward the heavens. I. AM. OVER. SEEING. THEM. HEARING. ABOUT. THEM.

Basically, in the gossip arena, we need new faux-celebs for the hundreds of media (using term loosely) types to click and babble over.

Until people stop clicking on links, stop making comments, STOP showing any interest...it will remain the same.

Until I see a new crop of people behaving badly for our entertainment, I will scroll and scroll and scroll in the hope that a new face or story will appear.

Either that, or continue making my own faux-gossip and mag-covers!

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HERE'S YOUR PUBLIX WEEKLY UPDATE

Left-Side here with your weekly Publix construction update. The guys are really rockin' the site. Walls taking shape and even some roof girders in place. I can almost see the lines forming at the Boar's Head deli counter. Stay tuned!

PS: I need some of those stain-proof clothes, like yesterday! See Right-Side's post below. Cheers!

ROYAL BABY, AND MESSY WOMEN

From The Right-Side...

People are losing their minds because the Royals have another Royal. Some are elated, some are cynical, and some are just digging for dirt.

They should get Princess Charlotte a Cavalier King Charles!

Yes, totally logical (nope) conspiracy-types are losing their minds (using term loosely) because they do not, for one royal moment, believe that Catherine carried and pushed little Char into her charmed existence.

Nope, Mrs. William Wales wore a fake baby-bump and had a surrogate do the really hard work.

It all makes perfect sense (nope). Everyone who has ever had a baby (and I have) KNOWS there is no way a woman can birth out a human AND get dolled-up in a few hours.

The only problem with that? Yes, a woman can. Really. Again, I know.

Yes, one may not WANT to get glammed up, but it is not only possible, but makes a woman feel great for many reasons.

However, you will never convince certain types of this, and I don't really care to.

Welcome to the Universe, Princess Charlotte Elizabeth Diana!

Babies are miracles.

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Speaking of miracles, I have just gotten wind of one that could rock the world.

The Royals and the Regulars can be SUPER messy. Bibs could be gone, forever. Maybe. Stay with me.

No bibs required. Someday.

Thanks to a new product by clothing company, Elizabeth & Clarke, Duchess Catherine can clutch Princess CED in one arm, wrap her jewel-encrusted fingers around a crystal red wine goblet, without a care in her privileged world.

I am talking about totally unstainable blouses for women (women are BIG spillers it seems).

Let me get technical.

This miracle fabric is comprised of tiny whiskers (not clear what kind of whiskers), which are 100,000 smaller than a grain of sand. They bind together to prevent substances from touching the fibers of the clothing.

Swell, but are they stitching together the correct items?

I am both offended and giddy about this idea. Offended that they are starting with what they, evidently, consider THE most messy of messy types...WOMEN! Giddy because I see real potential for the fun of TRYING to stain a blouse.

But back to marketing.

So, babies, toddlers and kids of all sizes are not as messy as women?

Then, we have the male types. Do we really need to say more?

If they never make shirts for men out of this stuff, maybe miracles really don't exist.

I smell a conspiracy!

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PEOPLE SHOULD GRAB A COCKTAIL AND A DOG THAT SUITS

From The Right-Side...

Sometimes I mentally clash with people. It is futile, but unavoidable it seems. I mean it is not like it is a real clash!

Every other week I read a Facebook post from someone complaining about their Cavalier King Charles Spaniel.

It is almost always the same.

The person is asking for opinions because they have a new CKCS and it just wants to be with them, ALL the time. They can not make a move without their little dog by their side.

Do people do ANY research before selecting a pet?

They should just free their minds and spend some time figuring out what they want in the form of a fabulous pet. It really isn't that hard.

But, a Cavalier King Charles Spaniel is a love sponge, that is just a fact. Being with their humans is what they DO! That pretty much sums it up, and if that doesn't fit your lifestyle...get some fish. They never want to sit in your lap, or hog the bed.

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Because it is Friday  and here at the Clash, I enjoy giving tips on libations...there's this...not suitable for housing fish, but perfect to kick the weekend into gear and sip while reading up on pet tips.

A random cocktail. No fish allowed, but CKCS are welcome.


And this...for all the fabulous people who understand and love their fabulous Cavi's.

 

Gotta Dash...

 

 

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