don't look now
i guess since i have a blog, i'm supposed to write about these things like the spawn of tomkat and the lindsay lohan demolation derby and the donzo-ness of jessica simpson & nick lactchey, but the thing is, i don't care about these people. do these people make good records? no. do they hang out with killa cam and all over the cobrasnake? nope. do they know how to stop yankees' rookie senstation, robinson cano? most likely not. can they help me get a copy of "the state" on dvd because i'd love to see the "you'll always give me a boner" skit? i don't think so. do they know james murphy and do they constantly ask him to squash his beef with death from above1979 so we could get a dfa remix of dfa79? no way jose. do they make good movies? nope. well, retract that, loved mean girls and magnolia is in my top 5 of all time, but those ones aside, do they make good movies? and that one where katie holmes showed her knobs, that was a good one, too. but all those movies aside, do they make good movies? not in my lifetime. unless, like these people start calling shows like "curb" and rap music a 'street drug' or they start to show up on stuff i like, ruining it, then i'll say something, but you know, these people don't affect me in any way and frankly, if we all leave them alone, maybe they'll just go away. remember how much better the world was without joe simpson having any form of success? i mean, do you even remember when you didn't know who joe simpson was? remember when tom cruise was remotely normal when we just accused of him being gay and thought nicole kidman had ice in her veins? well, i'm gland that the world got nicole kidman in that divorce, but remember when tom cruise would just be sorta normal and only be mildly douchey? why can't we go back to those days? let's just ignore them everybody. if lindsay lohan has a new single and nobody illegal downloads that, is she still singing? think about it. [lohan car accident photos via goldenfiddle aka cnn]
um, yeah, i gotta go back to pomona one of these days. don't know why, but i just get down there one of these days; probably hit some crazy good mexican joint and maybe the glasshouse for a show, but yeah, i gotta get back there one of these days very soon.
i know i'm one to say i love southern california because of the weather, but right now, i'm gonna say it sucks. i hate santa ana winds. there is no reason why it should be 94 degrees during october. you know, this is the time of year where you're supposed to wear your new killer paul frank hoodie, but when it's in the 90s, you're still in shorts mode.
i dunno what was more intense: the angels putting the series in knots or the episode of "lost"? i'm probably gonna say the game, but only cause that "lost" was pretty weak sauce in spots; i'd say more, but i don't want to spoil it for those who taped it.
and finally, i have to say who ever the music supervisor for this season of "laguna beach," is doing an excellent job. seriously, the idea of using journey songs to underscore the failied love connection between stephen & l.c. is beyond brills murray.
and i really need this shirt; like i needed it yesterday. make it two, just in case, my sweat satins get a little outta hand.