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Tuesday, August 24, 2004

I think I love him

Garrison Keillor, I mean. In my younger days, I didn't have time for him. Indeed, I looked down on his homespun ways and Lake Wobegon days. But now things have changed. I think it started when he was Mr. Blue (the advice columnist to writers) on Salon. Lately, I find myself tuning in to a Prairie Home Companion on a regular basis. I even know when a show is a repeat which means I've heard it before. And look at his latest undertaking. I love him.

So there!

Wednesday, August 11, 2004

I only just realized

That last week's only post was about Rick James. His funeral is today. How sad. Read the entire series of All Hip Hop's interview with the funkmeister here. Read the whole thing because "Crack is for poor people" was not the only pearl of wisdom to drop from his lips.

Give it to me, baby.

Wrong!

I always had my suspicions about the accuracy of the Parent's Television Council's research. I was right. They are wrong. Par exemple:

For parents of young girls, it’s past time to worry about "Dip It Low" by Christina Milian, which unfolds like a tutorial on how to bring a man to orgasm. The chorus refers to the female pelvis: "Dip it low, pick it up slow, roll it all around, poke it out like your back broke – pop, pop, pop that thing, I’m’a show you how to make your man say ooh." There’s no time in this song for love or commitment, just a sexual calisthenics class.

Clearly, not a soul at the PTC either 1) listened to the song in its entirety or B) looked up the oh-so-readily available lyrics online.

In the interests of fairness and accuracy, I present the first stanza and the chorus:

Says he wants you
He says he needs you
It's real talk, then why not make him wait for you
If he really wants you
If he really needs you
Really got to have you
Take your time and feel him out
When he's a good boy
I mean a really, really good boy
Why not let him lay with you?
That's when you give it to him good

[Chorus:]
Dip it low
Pick it up slow
Roll it all around
Poke it out like your back broke
Pop pop pop that thing
I'ma show you how to make your man say "Ooo"
(repeat)

If that's not about love and commitment, I just don't know what is! And why add gender to the question? This song could very easily apply to either males or females. And to the badonkadonks or pelvises of all.
Try not to hate, haters.

Thursday, August 05, 2004

Rick James is the SH**T!

"Crack is for poor people."

And that's the least of what he has to say.

Unadulterated GENIUS.


My bad

I only just realized that I haven't blogged in over two weeks. I would feel guilty but I just don't have time for that nonsense.

What kind of social whirl have I been swept into?

Going to the cinema:

Catwoman (we got up and left)
The Village (2x, once with Miss Robin-y Robin and once with The Comedian. I had to witness his reaction for myself, you see.)
The Manchurian Candidate (Meryl Streep is ON FIRE! Give her another Oscar.)
The Bourne Supremacy (Karl Urban is HOT!)
I, Robot (3x - not because I wanted, too, believe me)
Garden State (gotta hold it down for NJ)
Badasssss! (gotta hold it down for Sonny Spoons!)

Reading books:


Behaving in a slug-like manner:

That just speaks for itself, doesn't it. To be specific, I haven't been cooking, cleaning, or doing laundry. I have been exercising sporadically, though. All this inactivity is due to The Amazing One's absence. She comes home next week, though. I have been working but that's just because people seem to expect it of me.

Researching for my writing project:

I call it a project because it started out as a screenplay but it looks like it might really be a young adult alternative historical fiction thinggie. I hate trying to classify my work.


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