Susan Boyle, Giant Cheetos and Men In Lingerie

I took a brief break from writing solely about men in lingerie and other such related issues recently, much to the dismay of at least one reader who requested that I return you to your normal program. Now whilst I am pretty sure that nobody is tied to their chairs being made to read these articles (the last one escaped a couple of months ago when I was pondering seamed stockings over fishnets), I thought I would respond. Also because I like seeing Susan, Cheetos and Lingerie in the same sentence. It makes me happy on the inside.

Why the recent change of pace? Well, I felt like it. It switches things up and keeps my brain from going stale. Also, I like Susan Boyle. I couldn't watch her entire first performance without crying. When something moves me and so many others like that, I reckon it is probably worth a mention.

In other Susan Boyle news, I am sad she got a make over. I thought perhaps we might have finally learned our lessons about what really matters about a person, instead we're watching what is looking sadly like another 15 minutes of fame coming and going. Having said that, even in a new dress (or pants) and with auburn hair, Susan is still Susan. So, I don't know, maybe it is reverse shallowness to say that she shouldn't get a makeover. If she chose to show up in a clown suit with a python around her neck, it should still only be her talent that matters.

I thought Swine Flu was worth a mention. Some say it's the new SARS, which makes it like fashion, like lingerie, but utterly deadly.

As for the Cheetos, damnit, they're GIANT. Also I got to make remarks about people playing with balls, which was immature and fun. Also I got to connect with other hubbers who usually give my hubs the proverbial wide berth, so that was nice.

So I apologize to those who felt betrayed by a series of topical articles. (The Tom Cruise one was really just a way to get you all to suffer with me. Sure, I could have changed the channel, and you could have clicked away from the page, but if you didn't, we're both to blame.) However I haven't forgotten the men in lingerie.

In the future, if you're not interested by the title of a hub, feel free to not click on the link and perhaps read one of the other 250+ articles I have written on the topic of men in lingerie. Yeah. That's right. Hundreds of the things, and I bet you haven't read all of them, have you? Hmm? No. I thought not. No pudding until you finish your dinner.