For some time now, I've not had very much to say.
In place of anything that might actually be meaningful, I've been re-posting from other blogs and slapping up pics of dudes in all manners of undress --which is totally fine if that is what your blog is about. Hell, I gots to keep the asses in the seats somehow.
Regardless, I find writing some of those "trademark snark" posts difficult. We're only a few months into the new year and I've not done anything about the Oscars, Idol, Bachelor etc... I've tried, but by the time I come up with something, it isn't even relevant anymore. Especially with a bajillion bloggers having already written something about it.
Example: I was going to do something on the new cover art for Christina's new CD, Bionic. By the time I got around to realizing that it reminded me of Debbie Harry's KooKoo:
...about a third of my "blogs I follow" list had already done something on it. Hell, that donkey Hilton has likely done a dozen posts on it already! (Allow me to take this moment to clarify: PH is NOT on my follow list.)
It's not that the posts aren't coming to mind; I'm just too bloody drained at the end of a day to do something about it. The Errands. The Work. The Family. The Poodle. The Plans. All of this takes up so much physical and mental time.
Eh. Nothing else I can say.
Monday, March 29, 2010
Sunday, March 28, 2010
One of my favourite blogs got bitten by Blogger/Google ever so recently. DJ Paul T, who was Burning The Ground, had one of the best retro music blogs around. BTW, when did 80's and 90's become retro? What's that you say? 1980 was....THIRTY years ago???
Anyway, Paul got the old heave-ho. He got fucked without getting kissed first. He had to bite down on the pillow 'cause Blogger went in dry. Are you pickin' up what I'm puttin' down?
Paul has himself all set up over at WordPress and is basically starting over, which OMG, sucks it so hard and in a watch-the-teeth! kind of way.
So if you were "burning the ground" with Paul but lost out on the new link, click the banner:
There. Now let's hope that I don't get spun 'round the garbage shoot, if you're smellin' what I'm cookin'.
Homo don't play that.
Homo don't play that.
Saturday, March 27, 2010
Friday, March 26, 2010
Thursday, March 25, 2010
Wednesday, March 24, 2010
Monday, March 22, 2010
Sunday, March 21, 2010
Well that didn't take long.
Jennifer Lopez has been picked up by Def Jam records.
I'm sure she's thrilled, but I thought she gave up the whole gangsta's-ho thing after Diddy/Duffy/Puffy got his ass all up into trub-trub.
Regardless, Jen's signing with Def Jam means that we might just get to hear the rest of Love?
Lourdes, I hope it's better than Louboutins. Oh, fuck that...I hope it's better than Fresh Out The Oven! That shit was fucked!