CANDIDATE FOR SEX CHANGE

The recent bickering between Obama and Hilary is confirmation of their transsexual leadership role at the end of the ROCKY HORROR PICTURE SHOW prophecy. In the crashing diner plate moments before Janet and Brad get their sub zero frozen MEDUSA treatment from No.59 Frankie, Obama tells Hilary to "Shut up!!"

Last night, Julia Louise-Dreyfus followed Obama on Letterman in a sexy black number, mentioning that she recently exhorted some graduating college students in Chicago to not "be an asshole" or something like that. Then I switched over to Leno, and saw an amazing Julia look alike, named Julie, handling exotic ‘pyramid' shell tortoises, creeping ever so slowly across the stage. Now I see that half of Julia's surname is Diablo Cody speak for ‘Dr King F Us' [in the ass], since Rey means king in Spanish.

Last weekend, I felt impressed to watch that NYC loft apartment scene in WHEN WILL I BE LOVED. Wherein yours truly Fonks my Canadian wife Neve in the ace hole for a million bucks, with Paris' steel Eiffel Tower oil well drilling rig in the background. Then her parents arrive outside Heath's loft in a VOLVO to the score of "...hold on to what you've got..."

BUBBA HO-TEP's brown mud themes were continued by Ledger's So Ho loft connection in the heart of Sodom and Egypt, at street number 421. I.e. Julia's 42 months jackboot union people are going to get the 21 blackjack ace in Elvis' VIVA LAS VEGAS prophecy.

Most of the Aussie actor's GSR psycho Joker scenes were filmed in Chicago. Explaining the latest rash of flight 1028 style Chicago signs and wonders, like that CSX train derailment in Madison County, New York. That was headed to Chicago from Boston the morning after Heath's ledger was tallied. Due south is a little place called Clockville, north of Peterboro.

Shortly before Ledger demonstrated that the little behavior ledger book in Santa Moses' hand was showing a balance in the red, Terry Gilliam's GSR/TWN illusionist production had relocated to Vancouver, BC.

Did you hear the one about that tanker full of orange juice colliding with a mud dredging barge in NYC on the same day Steven King's new Florida orange juice novel ad was running in the NYT? I think they make a lot of that stuff up. King's fictional Duma Key location in CLAMBAKE country stands for ‘dumb ass' of course.

Yours, GSR/TWN

NOTE: Smart water viewers may have noticed that immediately after Kate Holmes faints inside the king's hot rod, a COMET drives by them in confirmation of her miraculous 17P/Holmes Comet signs and wonders right before my last October 29 birthday. We see the king's birth date on his driver's license in that final scene. Where my ISAIAH 52:15 water sprinklers are running on the grass in the background. The comet suddenly grew to an astonishing 2.8 magnitude brightness in her 28th year at:
http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/17P/Holmes .
NOTE: In the above Australian Stonewall rock climbers link to Shipoopi!, a regular blogger named Nikolas MacLean, a.k.a. ‘Tallnik' gave the thread a 5-star [5-virgins] Nickel Kidman rating, a.k.a. Nicki. It was his 545th post at 12:12 pm.
NOTE: Cat napping Wednesday at 11:06 pm, I had a flash vision of a smiling Jennifer Aniston peeking at me through a Vern Fonk insured car window, parked in front of the GOLD CROWN card shop by SAFEWAY. So I walked over there Thursday, and saw their CASA BELLA rooster chicken dishes collection in the storefront window. Then a nice mid forties trim blonde Jen look alike pulled up and went into the next door cleaners. On the way back there, a fine 29ish Neve Campbell was inside the cleaners. Parked in front of the card shop was a mint red 80s TOYOTA with 734 NCL plates. Later, I saw those candid Cousin Sal clips on Jimmy Kimmel. Who was eating sloppy KFC chicken at some dry cleaner counter, getting greasy goop all over the shocked customer's freshly cleaned garments.
NOTE: As the Ledger news was breaking out Wednesday, the S&P 500 civil war index closed at the Santa Monica Area Code reference of 1,310.50 -14.69. There were lots of Mel Gibson quotes.
NOTE: Yesterday morning, I dreamed that Pam Anderson, Carmen Electra, and I were performing love scenes from WHEN WILL I BE LOVED; on top of my parents' king size bed at our 5717 blue gray house in Seattle. Bright sun was pouring in through the room's two south east corner windows. At one point, Carmen sat there spread eagle, just leaning back and watching. Like in that famous polaroid shot of Woody Allen's wife Soon-Yi. Pam was sealed to me, but Carmen was still thinking about it. I rarely have such erotic dreams that are so detailed. Usually it's just a quick hot kiss and or hug. One of my best dream kisses featured Jennifer Garner. She went limp in my arms.
NOTE: Tuesday at 12:08 pm, right before getting up, I flashed a scene of Sienna Miller in black tights with orange top. She walked up and flicked on a light switch, and then walked through the wall it was on.
NOTE: I read that Kate loves Chicago style deep dish pizza, and has it flown in sometimes. Tom Cruise is presenting at Sunday's SAG awards. I'll keep an eye out for any Rt.38 Sag Harbor, Long Island signs.
NOTE: A very nice brunet Paris Hilton walked by me at the PEKING tavern Thursday.