Listening to: Rock You Like a Hurricane – Scorpions
Mood: It’s a Monday, so surprisingly good considering.
I think Snoop Dog has finally smoked too much pot. He’s gone off the deep end of the fruit basket. Really Snoop? Snoop Lion? The Raggae I can get behind. I understand that after so many years of producing entertaining rap music for the masses it may be time to change it up. But this Snoop Lion…I dunno dog. It sounds a l bit like a little boy calling himself Mr. Bob to feel grown up. Think about it – everyone knows who you are. I would venture to say that your fans will support you without the corny name change. That never seems to work out well – see Prince and Puff Daddy. Stick with the good thing you got. The reincarnation of Bob Marley? I call bullshit. That’s not a religious revelation – it’s a shameless marketing schtick. Marley is probably spinning in his grave.
Everybody loves a good “crazy ex” story. I got one. When I was almost 13, my family moved to the Florida keys for my father’s job and because he hated sitting still in one place for a long time. This being a time before child services was on top of children being at home alone, my brother and I were quite used to running around without supervision. Being an angry rebellious 13 year old, scoping out the new boys was obviously on top of my list of things to do. Being an excellent judge of character, I was immediately drawn to a guy who wasn’t worth my time and was immediately pressured to go WAY further than I wanted. I put up with his assholery for a little while and then broke up with him. Thank goodness I had a little bit of sense and self worth back then. Well, thanks to my best stalker tool Google, I just found out he’s in jail for identity fraud. Don’t get me wrong – I couldn’t be less interested if I ever talk to him again, I just wanted to see what he was up to and if he was in jail. Because I totally called that outcome years ago. Turns out my spidey sense was correct. Don’t tell my mom though. She’ll get way too much perverse pleasure in saying I told you so to me. She hated that guy.
Blogher12 – what the hell? Why did you wait til I moved out to come to NYC??? We could have been good together. Oh well, hopefully we’ll hook up next year in Chi-town.
Bollywood – how is naming a non-porno “Jism” a good idea? Was it really so good we needed Jism 2? Don’t get me wrong, the music was great, but seriously? Why?? I can’t take anything related to ejaculation seriously. Especially things named after cheesy slang for cum. If you’re going to write an erotic thriller and have people take it seriously and not as a porn, it’s best if you don’t use hard core titles. Yeah, and how did Dirty Picture cause tons of backlash and this didn’t? I’m lost here. I also have this strange desire to go watch some porn. No idea where that came from.