Lady Gaga Reviews Moneyball
Gaga waxes poetic on pearls and baseball in the March issue of V Magazine: "I lay down on the airplane back from Japan, tossing around some dashi, fondling my pearls. I watched the movie Moneyball for the first time. I began to laugh and smile as [Brad] Pitt talked romantically about the game. I suddenly imagined that my pearls were teeny-tiny baseballs. When a player hits a home run, the baseball is flung into an abyss of enigma and screams so great. It travels so far that only rarely is one caught in the bleachers. Where do these balls go? Where do all these wins get encased? Are they in a heavenly baseball land floating around for players who pass to acknowledge? Or do they disappear?" [V Magazine via Deadspin]
Comments
Quite talented lady! Bravo, Gaga! I don't care for the
green eyebrows, but the dark lips remind me of the
trick gum--and Blackjack gun!-- which were advertised
in 1960's comic books, and quite popular with young
boys.
Gaga flavored gum--would be popular with boys as
well!
KRIS
Quiet you! Or we'll send you to work in the dilithium mines on the penal asteroid of Rura Penthe...for the rest of your natural life!
I thought you couldn't write "penal" in public. And
doesn't Rura Penthe sound like some kind of uppity
intergalactic dog food? For a shiny coat, and nice
sharp vest.
Lady Gaga--keeping the oddball original series STAR
TREK (whacked-out) chick look alive. Just needs the
ears and that Spock hand jive. For lunch we're serving
the Vulcan patty/mind meld.
Kris
(I liked that "Quiet you!"--real Peabody and Sherman
stuff!)