No Swelled Head Yet

The people at Wordpress, who host this blog: they try to give us bloggers a boost. They wrote me a report on Exit Only for 2012 saying that - get this:

"9,000 people fit into the new Barclays Center to see Jay-Z perform and this blog was viewed about 110,000 times in 2012. If it were a concert at the Barclays Center, it would take about 6 sold-out performances for that many people to see it!"

Well, they try to buck you up . But I know very well that

most of the visitors to my posts were probably only here looking for all my pictures of near-naked people.

Like this photo I once posted of Susan Sarandon, showing what 60 can look like if the ligaments hold up:

Or this nice one, of Marilyn, that I found for one of the times I wrote about her.Or this great shot where Sophia Loren is seen looking over at Jayne Mansfield.

Or even this one of.... well, I don't know just WHO these two are but you could have a lot of fun thinking up a caption for this pic:

But really what brings them here, according to their analysis ? Searches for the word "Speedo," the term "wardrobe malfunction" and fascinating phrase "the head of Jeremy Bentham," that particular item being on display in a museum in London

(The head on the dummy is fake; the one under 'his' chair is real.)

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So there it is.Like I say, no swelled head yet!

Button it Babe

In thinking about teeth yesterday I tried to  come up with elebrities who have NOT gone the caps-’n-veneers route and in doing so thought of one of our best actresses ever: Susan Sarandon who was born in 1946. believe it or not.  I looked at a dozen pictures of her and still couldn’t tell if those were still the original surfaces of her teeth we were seeing or if she’s now wearing some kind of siding on them.Of course I actually didn’t get too FAR in my research before realizing that probably she doesn’t care all that much about her teeth since her major assets lie elsewhere, as you can see.To this I can only say Good for you Susan. You’re a braver woman than I am.And I’m sorry if I hurt Robert Redford fans by remarking on his big fake teeth. Certainly I'm no one to be talking about teeth with my two front ones leaning hard to the left the way they do. And teeth just darken with age, what can we say? Look in the mirror. Open your cat’s mouth. It’s true.It’s true and it’s sad. since we have little enough left to us as we age.Once I was a big midriff person. No more. Now the only parts of my body I expose are my knees and my shoulders, and only those because the nice round bones underneath keep the skin looking at least somewhat taut.I was once a great one for low-cut clothes, God help me. No more o' that either - which makes life hard since it seems like all women’s tops these days come with these deeply scooped necks. It used to annoy me to no end - until I started wearing them backwards . People keep coming up to me in the Post Office to say “Uh, do you know you have your sweater on backwards?” I know. Believe me I know.This is me at a Come As You are Party I went to at our best pals' house with my poofy 80s hair. I had been sitting on the back porch writing when the call came. And here just for fun is another shot of that fun time. That’s David on whose lap I'm sitting. He gets why I've buttoned up finally but I think the backwards dressing makes him a little nervous. :-)