*I’m filing this one in my new GMFB file: Give Me (a) Break. (I’ll let you fill in the “F” for yourself, just in case there are children in the room.)
Five-year old Moriah Modisette was killed and her father was seriously injured when another driver, Garrett Willhelm slammed into their car at 65 mph on a Texas highway in 2014, according to her family. Willhelm was chatting away on a FaceTime video chat at the time of the crash. FaceTime was still running as rescue workers removed Moriah’s lifeless body and her dad from the demolished car.
Instead of holding Willhelm liable, the family has gone after Apple, according to Fortune.com, as it’s their FaceTime program that runs on their mobile platforms. The family claims the company has failed to install a “lock out” feature on FaceTime, thereby preventing drivers from using the app while on the road. The family’s lawsuit alleges that Apple was granted a patent to install the feature earlier in 2014, and the feature could have prevented the catastrophic crash. Continue reading
*How dare she? That was my first thought after watching the video where this supposed Woman of God goes on a rant about who will get into Heaven and who won’t. That’s basically what her anti-gay ‘sermon’ was about.
I am not gay, and I’m not Christian — but let me tell you, I am still offended, and YOU, reader, should be too. It’s absolutely disgusting when people use what should be a platform of love and inclusion, to spout their own nasty views on how others choose to live their life.
How dare you! And shame on the ‘supporters’ of this idiocy; those who can be heard sitting in the audience heeing and hawing their support.
And Ms. Burrell, you didn’t even use good sense. You did this KNOWING you were going on the television show of one of the most beloved lesbian women of the 21st century, Ellen DeGeneres?
Girl, surely you gest. Continue reading
*Oh boy. And to think I was just apologizing to a visitor: “Too bad we can’t take you up to see the Hollywood sign,” as we traveled down the famed street in Los Angeles — with them looking at the handprints in cement in from of the old Mann’s Chinese Theater (now ‘TCL’ sumpthin’); as the children took pictures with the likes of Batman, Mickey & Minnie, Edward Scissorhands, The Joker and the man with the huge yellow snake.
I am so glad I didn’t point for them to actually look up.
I can just hear the children now. “Mommy, THAT doesn’t spell Hollywood.” Continue reading