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Told. You. So.

Anna Chapman, courtesy of Telegraph.

Last week, I made a claim that the Russian Spy Controversy was all a ploy to get people to see Angelina Jolie’s new movie. Well, this little ditty in the NY Post only confirms my suspicions:

“Angelina Jolie wants to get up close and personal with redheaded Russian spy Anna Chapman.

Jolie — who plays a suspected Russian agent in her new flick ‘Salt’ — has asked local promoters to invite Chapman, the real-life femme fatale, to the Moscow premiere of her movie, for which the Oscar-winning actress is expected to arrive next week, the promoters said.”

Hail to publicity stunts. I’m not backing down on this one!

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This Spy Thing is Kind of Ridiculous

The timing is way too fortuitous for Ms. Jolie.

I’m a conspiracy theorist and will pretty much form some kind of crazy plot to just about anything in my mind – like my suspicion that people are drugging my Chipotle burritos or that Michael Jackson actually died during that Pepsi commercial fire fiasco (this one is interesting and involves a sub-theory on Tupac still being alive, I may have to blog about it one day).

So, when I heard this morning that those Russian spies/suburban model-seducers were going to be traded for prisoners of our own that Russia has been holding for years, I couldn’t help but think that something fishy was going on.

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It’s Hot Out There Today, Kids

This looks like fun! Photo courtesy of Timothy A. Clary/AFP/Getty Images

I thought yesterday was hot, but then I walked outside my building this morning and realized I was grossly mistaken. According to weather.com/J.C. Monahan, temperatures in Boston will rise to the high 90s today, but will feel like 104 degrees! Yikes. So much for reading in the Public Garden at lunch. My Irish skin won’t be able to handle it.

In related news, I’ve seen an inordinate amount of people walking along the Brighton streets with no clothes on since I got back into town yesterday. It’s almost as if they got so hot they just couldn’t take it anymore. I would have photographs for proof, but I’ve learned that people really don’t like when you take naked pictures of them without their knowledge. Except of course, the two ragamuffins pictured above.

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