Greetings from the Black Hole Of The Blogosphere. Since it's been six weeks, time to get caught up.
Michael Jackson is still dead. Learn to live with it. Sorry, pop culture victims...it's true. The King Is Dead. Pray for Paris and her siblings; pray for Joe and Katherine and the brothers and sisters to find peace. And then...for the love of all that is real in this all-too-short life...MOVE ON.
Kyle Busch got wrecked last week in Daytona. So he says. Funny...how is it that this guy can eat the wall (and a generous portion of Kasey Kahne and Joey Logano's sheet metal)...and still come out looking like a jerk? It's a skill...and, in addition to being a great driver (legit), Kyle Busch has found a way to add insult to his own injury. Shut up and drive. Win a Cup championship...then come talk to me about how your life sucks.
Megan Fox has been supplanted by Olivia Wilde as Maxim Magazine's #1 on the Hot 100. My pal, personable "Lil' Joe" Pittman of KHTK.COM's "Rise Guys" Show is pissed. If there were ever a bigger Megan Fox follower, I've not met him.
Say what you want about FaceBook, but it paid a huge dividend for me this week: it helped me reconnect with my father and sister, whom I had lost contact with a few years ago. Al Gore is to be thanked profusely for inventing the Internet.
"Cat People" is still a trippy movie, 27 years on. I thought Nastassja Kinski was hot as hell then. What was I thinking?
Thursday, July 9, 2009
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