Wednesday, June 27, 2007

Happy Birthday To Me!! Kind Of...

My blog is four years old! I started in 2004 and was convinced that I'd be sick of it by the end of the year. Four years later, I'm still here.

I just read my first blog posted on June 14, 2004! Wow... it's been a long road. Some of the stuff's pretty personal, but it's okay. It's kind of refreshing to put myself out there. And plus I've kept all the good stuff for my G-14 classified blog. which can be found here

Props to the Freethinkers fans that kept me going when I wanted to throw in the towel.

Here's to four more years of opining, and Christina staying hot. Cheers.

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Heartbreak: Chris Benoit and Family Dead

How bizarre is the Chris Benoit double murder suicide story!? He strangled his wife and then smothered his child. Then he killed himself. My heart goes out to the families. They're probably too confused to cry at this point.

This is the kind of story where you have to step back and say What The F#@&!? Some say it's the painkillers that these wrestlers get addicted to. I don't agree. Although I don't have much formal training in drug use, I have had a lot of drug addict friends and coworkers.

The people that were on painkillers didn't seem like the type that would kill. Mainly because they never did anything. The drugs made them so slow and lethargic that they had trouble getting the energy to finish anything. Painkillers not only drain you energy but they take away your desire for things. And it's desire that makes people kill.

So who knows why this happened. It just sucks that it did. story

I did a little research and found that a lot of wrestlers have died early. TMZ has a gallery here. Did you know Miss Elizabeth died of a drug overdose in '03!? WTF? I loved her.

Let My Baby Go

aris is free! She was released from her 23-day prison stay on early Tuesday morning. She looks like a new woman. Everyone hopes the jail-time made her rethink her wild ways and turned her in a new, positive direction. Buuuut... we all know she's gonna be drunk at Hyde in a couple of days. But I hope she waits a little while before proving that she's still an immature twenty-something brat. She kinda reminds me of those old Toys R Us commercials:

Sorry kid, you're gonna have to grow up. Well...unless your parents are filthy rich and don't make you work. story

Monday, June 25, 2007

Put Me On The Track

The m.o. for pop music lately is to put rappers in songs that you normally wouldn't find them. R&B's been doing this for the longest. Anyways, it's time for me to give the props to the best lyrical additions as of late:

Jay-Z on the Rihanna track, "Umbrella." The song is already hot, but Jay lays it out there real natural. He knows how to not overdo it, but add just enough to make the track hotter. The hook's catchy too. I've been walkin around all day sayin, "Umba rella ella ella Ayyy!"

Common on Joss Stone's "Tell Me What We're Gonna Do." This song's smooth and his verse is thoughtful. Listen to what he says. He hasn't lost it a bit. Some don't like her singing style, but he'll keep you listening.

Lil' Mama on Avril Lavigne's "Girlfriend" Remix. I love this girl. Lip Gloss was hot. Then I heard some underground rap battle conests that she did. She ate some guys up. So I knew she had it in her. She lights this song up. Izz Poppin!

Did I miss any? Holler.

Saturday, June 23, 2007

The Conversation

A fish swam up to a sponge sitting on the ocean floor. He asked the sponge, "If you could be anything...anything at all, what would you be?"
The sponge responded,"Anything?"
"Anything, anywhere, any way you want."
"Okay then, a barnacle."

How odd is it that we claim to be using our limitless imaginations but we usually end up settling for so little.

Just like the sponge we might be wishing for a reality that never enters new realms or breaks any boundaries. Then we become stuck. Stuck in the sameness of life. Repeating the same situations until we grow old and regret our journey.

It's funny how in the 60's there were science fiction shows about how things would be in the distant future. They had a wife in the kitchen in a dress and heels using a turbo oven to cook a meal while the husband came home in a flying car.

Nowhere in their vision could they imagine a future where the woman didn't wear a dress and cook. Or that they would go to work.

I don't know about you but I'm wishing for what has never been wished for. I'm not sure where my journey is going to end up, but I'm not going to slow it down by limiting my imagination to what I see around me.

Sometimes it feels weird being on a journey that has no clearly defined limits. All I know is I'm committed to giving myself the chance to do it.

Monday, June 04, 2007

O Paris

My baby's in jail! story