(I started this feature over on the SXSW Blog today but am re-posting here because a) I'm a lazy butt and So You Think You Can Dance hasn't gotten interesting enough to write about yet, and b) today's edition is brought to you by Oldham County resident Tom Blankenship.)
Welcome, boys and girls, to the inaugural edition of Hey Mr YouTube DJ where cool peeps (do people still say "peeps"?) discuss their favorite music vids, be they comedy, homemade mashups, vintage performances and more.
First up is Tom Blankenship (the bassist formerly known under the nom de rock Two Tone Tommy) from My Morning Jacket. MMJ's fifth full-length album, Evil Urges, hits stores in a week and a half. The band is doing an in-store at Ear X-Tacy on Tuesday, June 10. (I just read that tickets are no longer available. Drat.)
And without further ado, the video faves of Mr. B...
SAXON - RIDE LIKE THE WIND
Awesome! British heavy metal band Saxon cover Christopher Cross' "Ride Like the Wind". Somehow they manage to make it hilarious without the participation of Michael McDonald. No wonder they were the real life inspiration behind Spinal Tap.
KING DIAMOND - WELCOME HOME
From the unintentionally comedic side of metal to the.. err, intentionally comedic? With truly creepy lyrics like "You will find your rocking chair and the tea pot that Missy found" shrieked by a guy in face paint and a cape, I'd hope so. Throwing a welcome home party for your Grandma? King Diamond has the soundtrack for just such an occasion.
BILL EVANS TRIO - NARDIS
On to the land of black metal, Norway, where we switch gears with a live clip of the Bill Evans Trio performing "Nardis" on October 28, 1966 in Oslo. This is shortly after bassist Eddie Gomez joined who, at 22 years old, was already a mustachioed badass.
ZACH GALIFIANAKIS - YOU BRING ME JOY
By now everyone has seen Zach Galifianakis' video for Kanye West's "Can't Tell Me Nothin'" (yep, the one with Will Oldham). But just as brilliant is this, his similar treatment for Anita Baker's "You Bring Me Joy".
STANLEY CLARK - SCHOOL DAYS
Speaking of bringing the joy, how can you not smile watching Stanley Clarke & George Duke jam Clarke's "School Days" in 1981 on the Old Grey Whistle Test? It's okay to look like you're having fun making music. Really. For proper evidence check the geek out & grin session around the 3:00 mark.
I hope you've enjoyed this presentation of Hey Mr. YouTube DJ.
I'm going to see Sex and the City today. Hopefully I'll be inspired enough to give you a thoughtful review on Carrie and co. I'm bracing myself for the estrogen onslaught as I write. I love my sisters and stuff but feel slightly ambivalent when I see one wearing a flower arrangement on her head.
Murray's out in The French Open.
Quelle surprise,
Ms. P
Friday, May 30, 2008
Thursday, May 29, 2008
Wednesday, May 28, 2008
The LP Questionnaire - Fred Armisen of Saturday Night Live
The LP Questionnaire returns as the 33rd season of Saturday Night Live heads off to the history books. I was lucky enough to catch the second to last episode of this season (which featured My Morning Jacket and will run again this coming Saturday if you missed it) in all its real time glory.I'm also lucky that Fred Armisen, one of the shows latest breakout stars, agreed to do my little feature. We all know Fred through his funny impersonations, quirky characters, and as the drummer for Trenchmouth, but we may not know that he loves chocolate, hates the beach and is a skilled player of Grand Theft Auto.
This photo was taken right after a visit to the Hollywood Wax Museum and Mr. A says, "The figures looked so off-kilter and unreal. I couldn't get over the way they were posed! So this is me if I was a wax figure."
And this is Fred if he answered The LP Questionnaire:
Name: Fred Armisen
Pro Wrestling Name: Captain Hammer? That's not what I want! I'm renaming myself. Captain Captain.
1. Pretend you're 15. Name three songs you'd put on a mix tape for your girlfriend. Oh, good one! "Love Song" The Damned, "Revolution Rock" The Clash, "Green Eyes" Husker Du.
2. Which evil villain would make the best president? Mother Theresa
3. What was your favorite cartoon as a child? Felix the Cat
4. What superpower do you wish you had? I wish I could read. No, really, um...the ability to eat and eat and never gain weight.
5. What would the title of your autobiography be? The Life and Times of Princess Diana (The People's Princess). It would sell so many copies!
I hope you enjoyed this installment of The LP Questionnaire. Coming up: Bill Hader, Warren Ellis, David Peterson, Jeff Ament of Pearl Jam, Thom D'Arcy of Small Sins, Johnny Quaid, Danny Cash, Joe Vaux and more!
Tuesday, May 27, 2008
Monday, May 26, 2008
Sydney Pollack R.I.P.
Filmmaker Sydney Pollack passed away today from cancer. This is sad news as Pollack was a talented director (I think The Interpreter is underrated and who doesn't love Tootsie?).
I hope everyone had a pleasant Memorial Day.
Apologies for my absence (if anyone noticed). Emily Gould made me do it.
And now back to our regularly scheduled programming as there's two episodes of So You Think You Can Dance and the Sex and the City movie coming up this week!
The burn pile needs water,
Ms. P
I hope everyone had a pleasant Memorial Day.
Apologies for my absence (if anyone noticed). Emily Gould made me do it.
And now back to our regularly scheduled programming as there's two episodes of So You Think You Can Dance and the Sex and the City movie coming up this week!
The burn pile needs water,
Ms. P
Thursday, May 22, 2008
Ugly Betty: Season Finale (and Betty goes to...)
Spoiler alert. Spoilery type things to follow... I warned ya!
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Yes, it's true, I think Ugly Betty is the best show I watch. It has drama, intrigue, humor and heart all set in this strange New York (and next season the real New York, which should add a whole new layer to the show) gay spaceship (see: Saturday Night Live).
If you follow my blog at all, you know I definitely watch a lot of crap TV (Desperate Housewives, anyone?) so it's nice to see a show that's just as outlandish but rarely falls short.
I love seeing two such interesting choices in suitors for Betty. All season I've been lamenting Henry's turn as a rather staid companion, but enter Gio who's more dynamic, romantic, handsome and sweet and things started looking up. It's like Henry was a good starter boyfriend for Betty's life in the real world, but Gio's, as he said, "the guy."
I'm not loving watching Hilda get her heart broken for the second time this year. That girl deserves a break and obviously Eddie Cibrian, the dude from Sunset Beach and Third Watch isn't going to give her one (and can you believe I pulled those references out of my HEAD and not IMDB?! Loser!).
I think, if it's possible, that Wilhemina Slater has less of a heart than Meryl Streep's Miranda Priestly in The Devil Wears Prada (although that character had less heart in the book and is aka Anna Wintour). I don't know if high fashion editors are really this evil, but it gives one pause. I might be snarky about dopey pop culture stuff, but I can't imagine living in a world where being vicious is de rigeur.
I can't believe Alexis is pushing Daniel out of Mode. At least Mama Meade looks po'ed. I love Daniel's French son. That kid is seriously cute (and as we all know I think most kids are demons).
The show ends with Hilda heading back to Coach Diaz (this can't be good) and Betty standing alone on her doorstep, bags packed. Will she head to Rome with Gio or Arizona with Henry? I think neither... I think Betty's off on her own adventure that's ruled by no one but herself. At least, I hope so.
The cameo appearances from Lindsay Lohan and Naomi Campbell are barely worth mentioning so there... they are barely mentioned.
Also seen today... Episode 1 of So You Think You Can Dance (why on earth do "Sex" and "Golden Inferno" keep coming back? Seriously, I hope they pay these guys to embarrass themselves like that. I loved the two poppers, especially the first guy - the one who was from Houston last year, but now lives in LA. He's adorable and has some freaky mad skillzzz).
And we went to Indiana Jones and the Kingdom of the Crystal Skull. That is a long a** title. Cate Blanchett still looks beautiful even with a bad wig and a bad jumpsuit. I'm convinced we're descended from apes (see: the Tarzan scene). That crystal skull Indiana Jones talks about - the one in the British Museum - I've seen it! I'm not quite sure why Steven Spielberg turned the 50s into a postcard, but the movie wasn't bad. Oh, and speaking of Ugly Betty, Bradford Meade (Alan Dale) shows up in an early scene.
Nighties,
Ms. P
ps. How can I neglect mentioning Tony Plana as Ignacio Suarez? Aside from Betty, he is the full on heart of this show. We should all have such an awesome dad.
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Yes, it's true, I think Ugly Betty is the best show I watch. It has drama, intrigue, humor and heart all set in this strange New York (and next season the real New York, which should add a whole new layer to the show) gay spaceship (see: Saturday Night Live).
If you follow my blog at all, you know I definitely watch a lot of crap TV (Desperate Housewives, anyone?) so it's nice to see a show that's just as outlandish but rarely falls short.
I love seeing two such interesting choices in suitors for Betty. All season I've been lamenting Henry's turn as a rather staid companion, but enter Gio who's more dynamic, romantic, handsome and sweet and things started looking up. It's like Henry was a good starter boyfriend for Betty's life in the real world, but Gio's, as he said, "the guy."
I'm not loving watching Hilda get her heart broken for the second time this year. That girl deserves a break and obviously Eddie Cibrian, the dude from Sunset Beach and Third Watch isn't going to give her one (and can you believe I pulled those references out of my HEAD and not IMDB?! Loser!).
I think, if it's possible, that Wilhemina Slater has less of a heart than Meryl Streep's Miranda Priestly in The Devil Wears Prada (although that character had less heart in the book and is aka Anna Wintour). I don't know if high fashion editors are really this evil, but it gives one pause. I might be snarky about dopey pop culture stuff, but I can't imagine living in a world where being vicious is de rigeur.
I can't believe Alexis is pushing Daniel out of Mode. At least Mama Meade looks po'ed. I love Daniel's French son. That kid is seriously cute (and as we all know I think most kids are demons).
The show ends with Hilda heading back to Coach Diaz (this can't be good) and Betty standing alone on her doorstep, bags packed. Will she head to Rome with Gio or Arizona with Henry? I think neither... I think Betty's off on her own adventure that's ruled by no one but herself. At least, I hope so.
The cameo appearances from Lindsay Lohan and Naomi Campbell are barely worth mentioning so there... they are barely mentioned.
Also seen today... Episode 1 of So You Think You Can Dance (why on earth do "Sex" and "Golden Inferno" keep coming back? Seriously, I hope they pay these guys to embarrass themselves like that. I loved the two poppers, especially the first guy - the one who was from Houston last year, but now lives in LA. He's adorable and has some freaky mad skillzzz).
And we went to Indiana Jones and the Kingdom of the Crystal Skull. That is a long a** title. Cate Blanchett still looks beautiful even with a bad wig and a bad jumpsuit. I'm convinced we're descended from apes (see: the Tarzan scene). That crystal skull Indiana Jones talks about - the one in the British Museum - I've seen it! I'm not quite sure why Steven Spielberg turned the 50s into a postcard, but the movie wasn't bad. Oh, and speaking of Ugly Betty, Bradford Meade (Alan Dale) shows up in an early scene.
Nighties,
Ms. P
ps. How can I neglect mentioning Tony Plana as Ignacio Suarez? Aside from Betty, he is the full on heart of this show. We should all have such an awesome dad.
Wednesday, May 21, 2008
American Idol: Season Finale (and the Winner is...)
Some thoughts on tonight's show... which I'm watching against my better judgment.
This David Archuleta guy should totally win. He just finished singing that "Apologize" song with One Republic. He was way better than the other David (Cook) who sang "Smart Dressed Man" along with ZZ Top.
The Jonas Brothers, if I ever meet those dweebs it will take all my willpower not to give them a little sock in the face. I know that's mean, but they're totally asking for it. Every time I see them I feel like David Banner.
I'm so glad I got to see that Bryan Adams medley (not really). I remember when Bryan Adams got on the bad side of one of the security guys at The Viper Room by giving him a gentle kick to the shoulder. I remember thinking that Bryan was very brave or stupid to take on Tim.
Great, now Apple is going to make me hate Coldplay. Chris Martin was a lot cooler before he became Bono Jr.
This Gladys Night thing with Jack Black, Ben Stiller and Robert Downey Jr. is freaking weird. They make some interesting Pips.
Did anyone else think the Graham Nash "Teach the Children" performance was strange? And who was that girl? And why wasn't she wearing shoes? She is going to be really sorry that millions of people had to stare at her FOOT for three minutes. I know I am.
Is Carrie Underwood trying to be Faith Hill or Shania Twain?
I heard George Michael would be performing tonight. I guess this is it. Some scary looking ladies are singing "Faith." I'm guessing they were the final female contestants.
This one guy - the dude who sang first in the Bryan Adams bit and the first male to sing "Father Figure" - he's a dead ringer for Rufus on Gossip Girl. It's eerie. Am I wrong?
I can't believe the voting was so close - 56% to 44% between Cook and Archuleta. Cook isn't even as good as some of these other guys who got booted off before him. Of course, I haven't watched this show since the first week so I have no idea what I'm talking about.
Why is George singing some song no one's ever heard (or is it just me who's never heard it?). Is he making a comeback? Is this what Eli Stone hath wrought? Paula's in tears. She is INSANE. In a somewhat lovable way, I suppose.
Simon's chest is... oddly tan. OMG, who's going to win? Who? Who?
The winner, by 12 million votes, is DAVID COOK. No freaking way! What did I miss that this goofball with the bad hair and the mediocre voice won? I do like his star necklace, though, and the fact that he's crying. Geez, now I feel bad for being insulting. Sorta bad. That felt kind of anti-climactic, really.
Ugly Betty season finale tomorrow! And So You Think You Can Dance starts back up. Tom and I are STOKED!
Good night,
Ms. P
This David Archuleta guy should totally win. He just finished singing that "Apologize" song with One Republic. He was way better than the other David (Cook) who sang "Smart Dressed Man" along with ZZ Top.
The Jonas Brothers, if I ever meet those dweebs it will take all my willpower not to give them a little sock in the face. I know that's mean, but they're totally asking for it. Every time I see them I feel like David Banner.
I'm so glad I got to see that Bryan Adams medley (not really). I remember when Bryan Adams got on the bad side of one of the security guys at The Viper Room by giving him a gentle kick to the shoulder. I remember thinking that Bryan was very brave or stupid to take on Tim.
Great, now Apple is going to make me hate Coldplay. Chris Martin was a lot cooler before he became Bono Jr.
This Gladys Night thing with Jack Black, Ben Stiller and Robert Downey Jr. is freaking weird. They make some interesting Pips.
Did anyone else think the Graham Nash "Teach the Children" performance was strange? And who was that girl? And why wasn't she wearing shoes? She is going to be really sorry that millions of people had to stare at her FOOT for three minutes. I know I am.
Is Carrie Underwood trying to be Faith Hill or Shania Twain?
I heard George Michael would be performing tonight. I guess this is it. Some scary looking ladies are singing "Faith." I'm guessing they were the final female contestants.
This one guy - the dude who sang first in the Bryan Adams bit and the first male to sing "Father Figure" - he's a dead ringer for Rufus on Gossip Girl. It's eerie. Am I wrong?
I can't believe the voting was so close - 56% to 44% between Cook and Archuleta. Cook isn't even as good as some of these other guys who got booted off before him. Of course, I haven't watched this show since the first week so I have no idea what I'm talking about.
Why is George singing some song no one's ever heard (or is it just me who's never heard it?). Is he making a comeback? Is this what Eli Stone hath wrought? Paula's in tears. She is INSANE. In a somewhat lovable way, I suppose.
Simon's chest is... oddly tan. OMG, who's going to win? Who? Who?
The winner, by 12 million votes, is DAVID COOK. No freaking way! What did I miss that this goofball with the bad hair and the mediocre voice won? I do like his star necklace, though, and the fact that he's crying. Geez, now I feel bad for being insulting. Sorta bad. That felt kind of anti-climactic, really.
Ugly Betty season finale tomorrow! And So You Think You Can Dance starts back up. Tom and I are STOKED!
Good night,
Ms. P
Whiteygate: Michelle Obama, Instant Coffee, and the Race for the Blight House
Apparently we haven't even begun to see the ugliness that will be the general election race.
Reports have been surfacing that there's a videotape floating around featuring Michelle Obama using the word "whitey" and being otherwise disparaging towards caucasians.
And there's some ultra-conservative right wing rich guy willing to pay $1 million for this tape... so he can hurt... John McCain.
Whether this is true or not (and I hope it's not), it does make me nervous about the fact that Obama's closet hasn't been thoroughly cleaned out. Even if this whiteytape doesn't exist, you know people will believe it, anyway, just like they believe Obama is a Muslim.
Interesting yet cloudy days to come, I think.
In other news, some moron on MSNBC said this morning that "Oregon is lattes and Kentucky is instant coffee." I'm getting real tired of us being portrayed as a bunch of backwater racists who are too stupid to do anything but vote against the black guy. Has this idiot ever been to Salem, Oregon??!! The scariest white trash I've ever seen resides there (not to mention that the Pac NW has more than its fair share of meth labs). I'm just saying, there's white trash everywhere. As embarrassed as I am by my fellow Kentuckians sometimes... we don't have the market cornered. Tom's not my cousin or anything. We have all our teeth. We don't own a banjo, and for G's sake, I'm not even white!!!!
I heart Moonshine,
Ms. P
Reports have been surfacing that there's a videotape floating around featuring Michelle Obama using the word "whitey" and being otherwise disparaging towards caucasians.
And there's some ultra-conservative right wing rich guy willing to pay $1 million for this tape... so he can hurt... John McCain.
Whether this is true or not (and I hope it's not), it does make me nervous about the fact that Obama's closet hasn't been thoroughly cleaned out. Even if this whiteytape doesn't exist, you know people will believe it, anyway, just like they believe Obama is a Muslim.
Interesting yet cloudy days to come, I think.
In other news, some moron on MSNBC said this morning that "Oregon is lattes and Kentucky is instant coffee." I'm getting real tired of us being portrayed as a bunch of backwater racists who are too stupid to do anything but vote against the black guy. Has this idiot ever been to Salem, Oregon??!! The scariest white trash I've ever seen resides there (not to mention that the Pac NW has more than its fair share of meth labs). I'm just saying, there's white trash everywhere. As embarrassed as I am by my fellow Kentuckians sometimes... we don't have the market cornered. Tom's not my cousin or anything. We have all our teeth. We don't own a banjo, and for G's sake, I'm not even white!!!!
I heart Moonshine,
Ms. P
More Politics: Ron Reagan, White Trash and Deliver Us All From Deliverance
I have insomnia so I'm watching reruns of the Kentucky and Oregon Primary coverage on MSNBC.
Ron Reagan just said, "If Appalachia was a country Hillary Clinton would be president." This was preceded by some derisive white trash mumblings.
I'm sorry, but I think Appalachia is probably going for McCain in the general election.
At first I felt annoyed and slightly insulted that my candidate of choice is now only identified with downtrodden white people (who are apparently also racists). Of course, it doesn't help that she's totally pandered to this demographic. Unfortunately, in the end, Reagan's words be truth, I suppose (if we were all Democrats, that is).
I wish I didn't feel so completely uneasy about Obama. There's change coming, alright. That I believe. I'm just not sure it's the Kum Ba Yah wind of unity we're all hoping for. I was talking to a friend earlier today (okay, yesterday) about Barack and he sent me this link.
Part of me wants to run, I tell ya, but in this ever shrinking world, there's nowhere left to go.
Poo,
Ms. P
Ron Reagan just said, "If Appalachia was a country Hillary Clinton would be president." This was preceded by some derisive white trash mumblings.
I'm sorry, but I think Appalachia is probably going for McCain in the general election.
At first I felt annoyed and slightly insulted that my candidate of choice is now only identified with downtrodden white people (who are apparently also racists). Of course, it doesn't help that she's totally pandered to this demographic. Unfortunately, in the end, Reagan's words be truth, I suppose (if we were all Democrats, that is).
I wish I didn't feel so completely uneasy about Obama. There's change coming, alright. That I believe. I'm just not sure it's the Kum Ba Yah wind of unity we're all hoping for. I was talking to a friend earlier today (okay, yesterday) about Barack and he sent me this link.
Part of me wants to run, I tell ya, but in this ever shrinking world, there's nowhere left to go.
Poo,
Ms. P
Tuesday, May 20, 2008
Dancing with the Stars: Season Finale (and the Winner Is...)
Spoilers and stuff if you haven't watched... Extendedly extended recap of the whole show. But funny! Funny and sparkling... and long.
Semi-live blogging here as it's 10 pm and I'm just starting to watch. Oh, who will win the glittering disco ball trophy thingy??? Kristi Yamaguchi, she of the perfect scores, is the best dancer by far, but I know she has a leg up (no pun intended) from all her years as a figure skater.
However... she's a woman (and a lady hasn't taken the title since season one). She's the oldest. She's Asian. She must win!!! Hee hee.
I think Cristian de la Fuente got a personality makeover about a third of the way into this as he came off as overly competitive and a bit bratty in the beginning. Some publicist must have hynotized him with the words "humility" and "gratitude." His injury helped his case (he danced through the pain!), and I do love the fact that he's in the Chilean Air Force.
Jason Taylor is some sort of football player. Or was? He doesn't do much for me, but I did enjoy his Monday Night Football paso doble.
Oh look, it's Usher... doing some sort of hip hop Riverdance. Seriously, Ush? Usher has some sort of women's fragrance now. I don't think I want to smell like a woman Usher wants. Thanks, but, uhh...
The third place finisher is coming up next... right after this Sex and the City commercial... I heard something about Miranda and Steve's marriage being rocky in the movie... big surprise there. I can't stand Steve. I love how in the first ten seconds of this ad I heard about five different spoilers. Drat!
Back to the show... past contestants are picking their faves. Oh my God, is that Joey Lawrence?!!! Euw!! What on earth happened to him?!! Uh, he's rooting for Jason. Vivica Fox, Harry Hamlin and Jane Seymour all love the Yamaguchi. Is that Wayne Newton? Or the wax figure of Wayne Newton? Lisa Rinna and her boobs want Cristian... to win. Does anyone care what Mark Cuban thinks? My nephew got his autograph at a Mavericks game. He came back with it and was like, "Who is this?"
The first cut is the deepest and third place goes to... Cristian and Cheryl. Well, he couldn't do the lifts in the free dance, but, uh, he gave it his all and stuff. What is that tattoo on his arm? It looks like something from The Blair Witch Project. "My Latinoness is not in my hips." The quote of the night, methinks. Cristian and Cheryl dance their paso doble. I like Cheryl's dominatrix outfit. If I had her figure I'd wear that thing every day. Okay, maybe not, but perhaps on Arbor Day or something.
Okay, I'd like to take this moment to say that I kind of like Tom Bergeron but whoever this chick is that co-hosts with him (okay, Samantha Harris, I looked her up)... she sucks. Please make her go away next year. One of my favorite moments of the season was when Marlee Matlin asked her why she kept putting the microphone in her face.
Penn Jillette is back flopping around the floor. Zzzz... I never minded him (though I always liked Teller better), but I recently read that he said, "Obama did great in February, and that's because that was Black History Month. And now Hillary's doing much better 'cause it's White Bitch Month, right?" and now I think he's a jerk. A jerk who can't dance!!!
Monica Seles will never be hoofer, but she will always be remembered as the woman who made women's tennis extremely noisy. WAPEET!
Crap, this post is going to be super long if they trot out every contestant.
Steve Guttenberg... still crazy. Still freakishly positive. Still, I think, the devil (remember his first score was 666!).
Oh dear, here comes Adam Carolla on his unicycle. I kind of wish he'd made it farther, but he wasn't exactly the picture of grace. I guess if they ever do Unicycling with the Stars, perhaps he'll fare better there. He has an alarming amount of spray tan on tonight. Or maybe it's my TV.
They announce the winners of the junior championship... Brittany and Brandon win and he fulfills his lifetime dream of hugging the Dallas Cowboys Cheerleaders as they present him with the trophy. Bit disturbing, really, as he's only 13 or something. "That's right, somebody just grew up a little more today!" exclaims Tom. Err... eep.
Here comes Priscilla Presley and her face... that... doesn't move. It's eerie. I must turn away.
I'm enjoying this love story between Jason and Cristian. Jason tenderly pulling Cristian's sleeve on. C and J hanging out, shirtless. "Just the Two of Us" playing in the background.
Marlee Matlin's back. I'm still intrigued and impressed at how well she did without being able to hear the music. I'm also still intrigued and impressed with her performance as temperamental artist Jodi Lerner on The L Word. She's 42, had children and has that figure?! Hrm. Clearly I am doing something wrong. Perhaps I should not have eaten all those Hershey Kissables earlier.
Shannon Elizabeth's quick stepping away. Earlier they showed the clip where she broke down and bitched about the judges showing what a whiny twerp she really is. How she didn't get voted off that week, I do not know. Then again, I should give her props for blowing up and saying what every contestant would probably have liked to.
I like her dress is probably the nicest thing I can say. She tainted Derek's Mormon goodness! Ugh, she looks like she's humping Tom Bergeron. I'm getting grossed out. Although I will say this, Tom's probably one of the only men alive who would say, "Thank you" when Shannon Elizabeth unwrapped herself from him. Except my Tom. He'd probably say thank you, too. Or, he'd better.
Mario's mamboing. I liked him better in Step Up. Well, not really, because I did not like that movie. Men should avoid wearing white pants.
Oh look, there's last season's winner, Helio Castroneves! He reminds me of Sascha Baron Cohen's character in Talladega Nights. Apparently the Indy 500 is this weekend. Whee.
Marissa's back and really... this routine did not flatter her. That's all I'm gonna say.
We're getting close the end... Mark says Kristi is the best student he's ever had. Someone Googled "Kristi Yamaguchi" and "arrogant" and hit my blog earlier today. I so don't get arrogant from her. They're doing their jive which was not my favorite routine (I liked last night's freestyle). Len says she's the most consistent dancer of any season. Bruno also says consistent (and his shirt reminds me of a wedding invitation). Carrie Ann thanks her for representing the ladies. It's another perfect 30 giving them a 90 out of 90 for the finale.
I really want to see this Kung Fu Panda movie. Just sayin'.
Jason says Edyta is the best coach he's ever had and that football made him a better dancer. They perform their quick step. I must admit it's impressive to see a guy this tall glide across the floor like this. I hope I'm not being sizeist. I do think this was their best dance and was even better tonight. The judges agree. Or Bruno does, anyway. The judges give them a perfect 30, too.
Okay, seriously, am I writing a novel here... let's get down to brass tacks, shall we? The winners are... KRISTI and MARK! Girl Power!
One thing I don't understand is why they don't give a donation to the winner's favorite charity as part of the prize? That disco ball is all there is? Really?
Thanks for reading. What'd you think of the results?
Until next season,
Ms. P
Semi-live blogging here as it's 10 pm and I'm just starting to watch. Oh, who will win the glittering disco ball trophy thingy??? Kristi Yamaguchi, she of the perfect scores, is the best dancer by far, but I know she has a leg up (no pun intended) from all her years as a figure skater.
However... she's a woman (and a lady hasn't taken the title since season one). She's the oldest. She's Asian. She must win!!! Hee hee.
I think Cristian de la Fuente got a personality makeover about a third of the way into this as he came off as overly competitive and a bit bratty in the beginning. Some publicist must have hynotized him with the words "humility" and "gratitude." His injury helped his case (he danced through the pain!), and I do love the fact that he's in the Chilean Air Force.
Jason Taylor is some sort of football player. Or was? He doesn't do much for me, but I did enjoy his Monday Night Football paso doble.
Oh look, it's Usher... doing some sort of hip hop Riverdance. Seriously, Ush? Usher has some sort of women's fragrance now. I don't think I want to smell like a woman Usher wants. Thanks, but, uhh...
The third place finisher is coming up next... right after this Sex and the City commercial... I heard something about Miranda and Steve's marriage being rocky in the movie... big surprise there. I can't stand Steve. I love how in the first ten seconds of this ad I heard about five different spoilers. Drat!
Back to the show... past contestants are picking their faves. Oh my God, is that Joey Lawrence?!!! Euw!! What on earth happened to him?!! Uh, he's rooting for Jason. Vivica Fox, Harry Hamlin and Jane Seymour all love the Yamaguchi. Is that Wayne Newton? Or the wax figure of Wayne Newton? Lisa Rinna and her boobs want Cristian... to win. Does anyone care what Mark Cuban thinks? My nephew got his autograph at a Mavericks game. He came back with it and was like, "Who is this?"
The first cut is the deepest and third place goes to... Cristian and Cheryl. Well, he couldn't do the lifts in the free dance, but, uh, he gave it his all and stuff. What is that tattoo on his arm? It looks like something from The Blair Witch Project. "My Latinoness is not in my hips." The quote of the night, methinks. Cristian and Cheryl dance their paso doble. I like Cheryl's dominatrix outfit. If I had her figure I'd wear that thing every day. Okay, maybe not, but perhaps on Arbor Day or something.
Okay, I'd like to take this moment to say that I kind of like Tom Bergeron but whoever this chick is that co-hosts with him (okay, Samantha Harris, I looked her up)... she sucks. Please make her go away next year. One of my favorite moments of the season was when Marlee Matlin asked her why she kept putting the microphone in her face.
Penn Jillette is back flopping around the floor. Zzzz... I never minded him (though I always liked Teller better), but I recently read that he said, "Obama did great in February, and that's because that was Black History Month. And now Hillary's doing much better 'cause it's White Bitch Month, right?" and now I think he's a jerk. A jerk who can't dance!!!
Monica Seles will never be hoofer, but she will always be remembered as the woman who made women's tennis extremely noisy. WAPEET!
Crap, this post is going to be super long if they trot out every contestant.
Steve Guttenberg... still crazy. Still freakishly positive. Still, I think, the devil (remember his first score was 666!).
Oh dear, here comes Adam Carolla on his unicycle. I kind of wish he'd made it farther, but he wasn't exactly the picture of grace. I guess if they ever do Unicycling with the Stars, perhaps he'll fare better there. He has an alarming amount of spray tan on tonight. Or maybe it's my TV.
They announce the winners of the junior championship... Brittany and Brandon win and he fulfills his lifetime dream of hugging the Dallas Cowboys Cheerleaders as they present him with the trophy. Bit disturbing, really, as he's only 13 or something. "That's right, somebody just grew up a little more today!" exclaims Tom. Err... eep.
Here comes Priscilla Presley and her face... that... doesn't move. It's eerie. I must turn away.
I'm enjoying this love story between Jason and Cristian. Jason tenderly pulling Cristian's sleeve on. C and J hanging out, shirtless. "Just the Two of Us" playing in the background.
Marlee Matlin's back. I'm still intrigued and impressed at how well she did without being able to hear the music. I'm also still intrigued and impressed with her performance as temperamental artist Jodi Lerner on The L Word. She's 42, had children and has that figure?! Hrm. Clearly I am doing something wrong. Perhaps I should not have eaten all those Hershey Kissables earlier.
Shannon Elizabeth's quick stepping away. Earlier they showed the clip where she broke down and bitched about the judges showing what a whiny twerp she really is. How she didn't get voted off that week, I do not know. Then again, I should give her props for blowing up and saying what every contestant would probably have liked to.
I like her dress is probably the nicest thing I can say. She tainted Derek's Mormon goodness! Ugh, she looks like she's humping Tom Bergeron. I'm getting grossed out. Although I will say this, Tom's probably one of the only men alive who would say, "Thank you" when Shannon Elizabeth unwrapped herself from him. Except my Tom. He'd probably say thank you, too. Or, he'd better.
Mario's mamboing. I liked him better in Step Up. Well, not really, because I did not like that movie. Men should avoid wearing white pants.
Oh look, there's last season's winner, Helio Castroneves! He reminds me of Sascha Baron Cohen's character in Talladega Nights. Apparently the Indy 500 is this weekend. Whee.
Marissa's back and really... this routine did not flatter her. That's all I'm gonna say.
We're getting close the end... Mark says Kristi is the best student he's ever had. Someone Googled "Kristi Yamaguchi" and "arrogant" and hit my blog earlier today. I so don't get arrogant from her. They're doing their jive which was not my favorite routine (I liked last night's freestyle). Len says she's the most consistent dancer of any season. Bruno also says consistent (and his shirt reminds me of a wedding invitation). Carrie Ann thanks her for representing the ladies. It's another perfect 30 giving them a 90 out of 90 for the finale.
I really want to see this Kung Fu Panda movie. Just sayin'.
Jason says Edyta is the best coach he's ever had and that football made him a better dancer. They perform their quick step. I must admit it's impressive to see a guy this tall glide across the floor like this. I hope I'm not being sizeist. I do think this was their best dance and was even better tonight. The judges agree. Or Bruno does, anyway. The judges give them a perfect 30, too.
Okay, seriously, am I writing a novel here... let's get down to brass tacks, shall we? The winners are... KRISTI and MARK! Girl Power!
One thing I don't understand is why they don't give a donation to the winner's favorite charity as part of the prize? That disco ball is all there is? Really?
Thanks for reading. What'd you think of the results?
Until next season,
Ms. P
Primary Colors
Well, I just got home from voting. Probably the only chance I'll ever get to vote for Hillary Clinton.
Though I've followed Dancing with the Stars this season nearly as closely as I have the poltical primaries, I did not vote for Kristi Yamaguchi (though I probably should have but I think voting for DWTS might put a mild dent in my dignity. Or something).
In other news, I wonder how on earth a woman could be reported missing yet not be found for 42 years when the whole time she'd been sitting in front of her tely.
The mind boggles.
The mind also boggles that 1 in 8 US biology teachers are teaching creationism. Sigh.
A CSI team is busy at Charles Manson's Death Valley ranch digging for more bodies today. Somehow I don't think David Caruso will be there. I also hope no bodies will be, either. Hasn't that guy done enough damage?
And lastly, sad news that Ted Kennedy has been diagnosed with a malignant brain tumor.
Back later with DWTS finale coverage. Bet you can't wait.
Tom's mowing the lawn,
Ms. P
Though I've followed Dancing with the Stars this season nearly as closely as I have the poltical primaries, I did not vote for Kristi Yamaguchi (though I probably should have but I think voting for DWTS might put a mild dent in my dignity. Or something).
In other news, I wonder how on earth a woman could be reported missing yet not be found for 42 years when the whole time she'd been sitting in front of her tely.
The mind boggles.
The mind also boggles that 1 in 8 US biology teachers are teaching creationism. Sigh.
A CSI team is busy at Charles Manson's Death Valley ranch digging for more bodies today. Somehow I don't think David Caruso will be there. I also hope no bodies will be, either. Hasn't that guy done enough damage?
And lastly, sad news that Ted Kennedy has been diagnosed with a malignant brain tumor.
Back later with DWTS finale coverage. Bet you can't wait.
Tom's mowing the lawn,
Ms. P
Sunday, May 18, 2008
Desperate Housewives: Season Finale (or Susan's Still a Freak)
This contains spoiler type thingies...
*****
I don't know how Desperate Housewives does it. I don't know how they consistently put the most hateful hateable characters on screen but somehow...
Now that Susan's become mildly tolerable, enter Tom's creepy love child Kayla. I know she's just acting out, blah, blah, blah and generally I think Lynette is kind of a crappy mother but man... is it wrong to want to punch a 12-year old?
Also, what is up with this NRA "commercial" featuring Bree and Catherine? Good lord.
Okay, the episode is still going... I'll add more in a bit. Oooh look, Nathan Fillion!
Oops... Susan just veered back into lameland again. I don't know how I thought she'd gotten out of it. Then again, I wouldn't want my kid named Maynard, either. Reason # 1,237,038 not to have kids.
Hey! In your face, Kayla. You got busted, dearie. I almost feel sorry for her. Not really. Not even when her grandparents drive her away and she's screaming for her father out the back window. You reap what you sow, fictional little brat!
Oh my freaking (and as we all know I don't mean freaking) Gawd, Susan is a total nutjob!! Between not letting Julie go off to her Princeton Summer session and the whole renaming the baby behind Mike's back thing, I feel foolish that I believed for a second she'd been somewhat reformed. How does someone this self-centered make it through life?
Okay, so Justine Bateman's been playing Gabi & Carlos' drug dealing roommate and the cops came to bust her and Gabi helped her get away. Justine calls and says please bring me my teddy bear that my father gave me when I was five. Given what Justine looks like these days, this bear must be about 50 years old (sorry, Justine. Mallory feels like an eon ago) yet somehow looks brand new. And why is this bear even still around their house? Wouldn't the police have confiscated all her stuff? Oh look, it's full of a hundred thousand dollars!
Gary Cole is beating the crap out of Nathan Fillion. This feels wrong. Tom (my husband, not Lynette's) says he wants to be untouchable.
Susan's daughter just told her she's grown so much in the last five years. Eesh. I'd hate to see what she was like before.
The gay couple are not getting along. I'm not quite sure why they're still on the show. Not because they're gay, but because they seem so incidental. If they come back next year I hope they have more of a role in the hood as I like Kevin Rahm.
Aww, the women of Wisteria Lane came together in the end to help one of their (now) own.
Five years later?! Wha?? Is this the last show ever? Why is Susan kissing some 20-year old?!
At least Gary Cole is dead. He's such a jerk. I mean his character. I'm sure he's delightful! And alive!
Til next season, right?
Ms. P
*****
I don't know how Desperate Housewives does it. I don't know how they consistently put the most hateful hateable characters on screen but somehow...
Now that Susan's become mildly tolerable, enter Tom's creepy love child Kayla. I know she's just acting out, blah, blah, blah and generally I think Lynette is kind of a crappy mother but man... is it wrong to want to punch a 12-year old?
Also, what is up with this NRA "commercial" featuring Bree and Catherine? Good lord.
Okay, the episode is still going... I'll add more in a bit. Oooh look, Nathan Fillion!
Oops... Susan just veered back into lameland again. I don't know how I thought she'd gotten out of it. Then again, I wouldn't want my kid named Maynard, either. Reason # 1,237,038 not to have kids.
Hey! In your face, Kayla. You got busted, dearie. I almost feel sorry for her. Not really. Not even when her grandparents drive her away and she's screaming for her father out the back window. You reap what you sow, fictional little brat!
Oh my freaking (and as we all know I don't mean freaking) Gawd, Susan is a total nutjob!! Between not letting Julie go off to her Princeton Summer session and the whole renaming the baby behind Mike's back thing, I feel foolish that I believed for a second she'd been somewhat reformed. How does someone this self-centered make it through life?
Okay, so Justine Bateman's been playing Gabi & Carlos' drug dealing roommate and the cops came to bust her and Gabi helped her get away. Justine calls and says please bring me my teddy bear that my father gave me when I was five. Given what Justine looks like these days, this bear must be about 50 years old (sorry, Justine. Mallory feels like an eon ago) yet somehow looks brand new. And why is this bear even still around their house? Wouldn't the police have confiscated all her stuff? Oh look, it's full of a hundred thousand dollars!
Gary Cole is beating the crap out of Nathan Fillion. This feels wrong. Tom (my husband, not Lynette's) says he wants to be untouchable.
Susan's daughter just told her she's grown so much in the last five years. Eesh. I'd hate to see what she was like before.
The gay couple are not getting along. I'm not quite sure why they're still on the show. Not because they're gay, but because they seem so incidental. If they come back next year I hope they have more of a role in the hood as I like Kevin Rahm.
Aww, the women of Wisteria Lane came together in the end to help one of their (now) own.
Five years later?! Wha?? Is this the last show ever? Why is Susan kissing some 20-year old?!
At least Gary Cole is dead. He's such a jerk. I mean his character. I'm sure he's delightful! And alive!
Til next season, right?
Ms. P
Saturday, May 17, 2008
Huckabee in Kentucky: Good Times with the NRA
Full story here.
I super duper hope Mike Huckabee makes it onto John McCain's ticket so we can relive this hilarity OVER and OVER and OVER.
God, what a wit!
Better duck,
Ms. P
Friday, May 16, 2008
Farewell Justine Henin
My favorite female tennis player (by far) retired unexpectedly this week (full story here).
Justine Henin, the 25-year old Belgian world #1, said, "I always based everything on this motivation - this flame - that was in me. And once I lost that, I lost many, many things. I decided to stop fooling myself and accept it."
"I had reached my limits, and I feel strong and relieved that I could take this decision. There are plenty of things that I can do. There are no regrets. I did everything I had to do in tennis."
The French Open, which she won the last three years, won't be the same without her and neither will the sport.
I guess this will free up some time for me this summer since I'll likely only watch the men with Henin gone. She was a class act.
To read player tributes to Henin, check out ESPN.com.
Poo,
Ms. P
California! Here We Come...
The California Supreme Court overturned the state's ban on same-sex marriage yesterday, stating that sexual orientation, like race or gender, "does not constitute a legitimate basis upon which to deny or withhold legal rights."
Lately, I've been saying how I don't miss LA every day like I used to but after my recent Harold & Kumar experience and now this (plus all the great shows at Gallery 1988 and Copro Nason), I'm starting to feel the pull again (and don't give me the "Go back to California, you liberal snob! comments... I'm sticking with life in the original OC).
To those who call this judicial activism at its worst, I ask you, will you feel the same way if the Supreme Court overturns Roe vs. Wade? I somehow doubt it so you ought to refrain from being a hypocrite (although for Evangelicals I feel like this is a way of life).
We are all born the same, we all deserve the same opportunities (the same "freedoms," if you will). People who hate on gays are some of the worst kind of fearmongers. At the end of the day I feel sad, not angry, that whatever experiences they've had led to this kind of blind discrimination.
And frankly, I think gays and lesbians should have the same chance to screw up marriage just as much as straights have. If marriage is so sacrosanct... if they shouldn't be allowed to marry... then straights shouldn't be allowed to divorce (in which case I would have been screwed, right?!).
I've said it all before... and I'll probably keep playing this broken record, too, if you don't mind. Doesn't the Statue of Liberty say something about giving us your tired, your poor, your unwashed masses or some such? I don't think it says, "Oh, unless you're GLBT. You people stay out."
You can read the story (and subsequent baffling/heartening comments that follow) here.
I am rambling, but pleased.
Ms. P
ps. I heart Fark.
Lately, I've been saying how I don't miss LA every day like I used to but after my recent Harold & Kumar experience and now this (plus all the great shows at Gallery 1988 and Copro Nason), I'm starting to feel the pull again (and don't give me the "Go back to California, you liberal snob! comments... I'm sticking with life in the original OC).
To those who call this judicial activism at its worst, I ask you, will you feel the same way if the Supreme Court overturns Roe vs. Wade? I somehow doubt it so you ought to refrain from being a hypocrite (although for Evangelicals I feel like this is a way of life).
We are all born the same, we all deserve the same opportunities (the same "freedoms," if you will). People who hate on gays are some of the worst kind of fearmongers. At the end of the day I feel sad, not angry, that whatever experiences they've had led to this kind of blind discrimination.
And frankly, I think gays and lesbians should have the same chance to screw up marriage just as much as straights have. If marriage is so sacrosanct... if they shouldn't be allowed to marry... then straights shouldn't be allowed to divorce (in which case I would have been screwed, right?!).
I've said it all before... and I'll probably keep playing this broken record, too, if you don't mind. Doesn't the Statue of Liberty say something about giving us your tired, your poor, your unwashed masses or some such? I don't think it says, "Oh, unless you're GLBT. You people stay out."
You can read the story (and subsequent baffling/heartening comments that follow) here.
I am rambling, but pleased.
Ms. P
ps. I heart Fark.
Thursday, May 15, 2008
Angelina Jolie Opens Mouth, Sticks Foot In
I just read that Angelina Jolie said this about her current pregnancy, "I'm very happy. Unlike most women, I love being pregnant. [It makes] you feel more like a woman than you've ever felt. You just feel like everything about your body is there for your baby."
Umm, I didn't know most women hated being pregnant? I mean, I can see how self-obsessed actresses would hate getting "fat," but really?
Then again, I probably would hate it because I think most children are spawns of Satan and it would be creepy carrying Rosemary's baby and stuff.
The animals are asleep!
Ms. P
ps. The word "grody"... I'm bringing it back!
Umm, I didn't know most women hated being pregnant? I mean, I can see how self-obsessed actresses would hate getting "fat," but really?
Then again, I probably would hate it because I think most children are spawns of Satan and it would be creepy carrying Rosemary's baby and stuff.
The animals are asleep!
Ms. P
ps. The word "grody"... I'm bringing it back!
Wednesday, May 14, 2008
Harold & Kumar or How Kentucky's Youth are Destroying My Hope for the Future
Okay, so it's totally our fault that we went to see Harold & Kumar Escape from Guantanamo Bay. In our defense, the first one was pretty funny but the sequel, clocking in at 102 minutes is 102 minutes too long.
Is it our fault, though, that we were surrounded by total douchebags? Probably. Am I still going to grouse about it? Absolutely.
Behind us to our right we had sick boy who hacked his way through the entire film (without covering his mouth), pausing only to call out, "That is so freaking (except he didn't say freaking) awesome" when a shot of a woman's, err, private parts flashed on the screen. And I don't mean boobs. God, this movie sucked. To this jerk I say, I hope what goes around comes around and may someone spread their filthy germs to you while you're watching a crappy movie someday.
Behind us to our left we had the white trash trio who talked non-stop until I turned around and yelled, "What is your freaking (except I didn't say freaking) problem?!!" At least they shut up after that. Sort of. I'm so going to get Tom's butt kicked someday. He says he is not worried. At least I'm one of those "kung fu Asians."
Furthermore, every single time I have been to a movie in Kentucky where there's been any sort of gay scene there's always a chorus of "Euw!" or "Gross!" or "Jesus, man!" Grow up you imbeciles. Or come out of the damn closet.
I understand why people move to the woods. Join militias. Whatever. Yes, I am elitist (like Obama!). I just want to see some freaking (except I don't mean freaking) common courtesy!!!
I'm watching Prince Caspian (Ben Barnes) on The Tonight Show. He is not as cute outside of Narnia, and I just found out he was in a boy band. There goes that crush.
GRRRRRR,
Ms. Anthrope
Is it our fault, though, that we were surrounded by total douchebags? Probably. Am I still going to grouse about it? Absolutely.
Behind us to our right we had sick boy who hacked his way through the entire film (without covering his mouth), pausing only to call out, "That is so freaking (except he didn't say freaking) awesome" when a shot of a woman's, err, private parts flashed on the screen. And I don't mean boobs. God, this movie sucked. To this jerk I say, I hope what goes around comes around and may someone spread their filthy germs to you while you're watching a crappy movie someday.
Behind us to our left we had the white trash trio who talked non-stop until I turned around and yelled, "What is your freaking (except I didn't say freaking) problem?!!" At least they shut up after that. Sort of. I'm so going to get Tom's butt kicked someday. He says he is not worried. At least I'm one of those "kung fu Asians."
Furthermore, every single time I have been to a movie in Kentucky where there's been any sort of gay scene there's always a chorus of "Euw!" or "Gross!" or "Jesus, man!" Grow up you imbeciles. Or come out of the damn closet.
I understand why people move to the woods. Join militias. Whatever. Yes, I am elitist (like Obama!). I just want to see some freaking (except I don't mean freaking) common courtesy!!!
I'm watching Prince Caspian (Ben Barnes) on The Tonight Show. He is not as cute outside of Narnia, and I just found out he was in a boy band. There goes that crush.
GRRRRRR,
Ms. Anthrope
Tuesday, May 13, 2008
Flight of the Conchords - There's a Bird in the Wall
I think there's a bird trapped in the wall of my office. I can hear something scurrying around. Maybe it's outside. I hope it's outside.
I'm busy coalescing my SNL pieces into something printable so in the meantime, before you get some exciting new snotty opinions from yours truly, please enjoy this signed package of Yves Meatless Roast Beef courtesy of Jemaine Clement of Flight of the Conchords.
See me bustin in the video,
Ms. P
Monday, May 12, 2008
My Morning Jacket - Saturday at SNL
MMJ on SNL - "I'm Amazed"
"Evil Urges"
Tom and I spent the early afternoon in Herald Square trying to find a black shirt with black buttons (so as not to clash with the black velvet jacket he wore). Thank G for H&M (my favorite store on earth!). If you ever wondered what bands are doing before performing on SNL, there's one example.
An evening at Saturday Night Live is a long one (you arrive around 4 and are there for about nine hours).
However, they are kind enough to provide you with good food, bread pudding, cheesecake and gelato (cookie dough gelato, no less!)
The band went through another set of rehearsals (the first being on Thursday) that sounded great in the studio. I will admit (and am sort of embarrassed, but) I got a tad choked up when I watched them do "I'm Amazed." That song is purty good, I must say.
From 8 - 10 they do a dress rehearsal with a live audience to run through all the skits and both band performances. It was quite interesting to see how things evolved from dress to the actual show, and I think they did a great job of cutting out the fat. My favorite bits of the night were the MacGruber series and Bill Hader's Italian talk show host.
Say what you will about SNL's somewhat inconsistent nature, it's pretty awesome to watch the show come together and see how hard the performers work. They seem like a genial, close-knit bunch (I've read about how it's a pretty dog eat dog environment, but you don't get that feeling when you're there - at least not the parts I saw).
Oh, I forgot to mention that Kristen Wiig and Fred Armisen warmed the crowd up with a cover of Blondie's "One Way or Another." She has a great voice, actually, which only makes her even cooler (if that's possible). She has that Suze Orman voice down... and who was in the audience for the live show but... Suze Orman!! I got to walk out next to Suze Orman!! She was pretty good natured about the skit. I did not ask her for investment advice or if Oprah is nice or anything like that.
My Morning Jacket did really well, I thought. I figured I wouldn't be surprised having watched the whole process, but then they ended both songs with the stop-action thing (which they didn't in rehearsal) so that was pretty cute. Those boys know how to entertain. I think we were all (the wives) sort of nervous for them, but I don't know why - they've never not delivered in the hundreds of times I've seen them. However, this was probably their most high profile performance EVER.
When the show is over, the cast, crew and loads of other people head to the after party and it was chock full of celebs (I admired Will Arnett from afar... I love that guy). I asked Bill Hader if he would do the LP Questionnaire, and he said yes so I'm excited about that. Will Forte told Tom he wants to go to Bonnaroo so maybe we'll see him again someday. I never talk to famous people, mostly because what on earth am I going to say, really? But also because I think if I was a famous type person, would I want me stumbling up like a moron going, "You're so cool. Tee hee. Can I steal your fork?" Probably not.
So that is what it's like to spend a Saturday at Saturday Night Live. We got back to the hotel around 4.30 am. I haven't stayed out that late since... umm... yeah. I can't wait to go back to NYC next month for MMJ at Radio City Music Hall. They should dress up like the Rockettes.
It was a good week,
Ms. P
ps. How great was it that Pooch made it into the band pics?! He was super happy.
"Evil Urges"
Tom and I spent the early afternoon in Herald Square trying to find a black shirt with black buttons (so as not to clash with the black velvet jacket he wore). Thank G for H&M (my favorite store on earth!). If you ever wondered what bands are doing before performing on SNL, there's one example.
An evening at Saturday Night Live is a long one (you arrive around 4 and are there for about nine hours).
However, they are kind enough to provide you with good food, bread pudding, cheesecake and gelato (cookie dough gelato, no less!)
The band went through another set of rehearsals (the first being on Thursday) that sounded great in the studio. I will admit (and am sort of embarrassed, but) I got a tad choked up when I watched them do "I'm Amazed." That song is purty good, I must say.
From 8 - 10 they do a dress rehearsal with a live audience to run through all the skits and both band performances. It was quite interesting to see how things evolved from dress to the actual show, and I think they did a great job of cutting out the fat. My favorite bits of the night were the MacGruber series and Bill Hader's Italian talk show host.
Say what you will about SNL's somewhat inconsistent nature, it's pretty awesome to watch the show come together and see how hard the performers work. They seem like a genial, close-knit bunch (I've read about how it's a pretty dog eat dog environment, but you don't get that feeling when you're there - at least not the parts I saw).
Oh, I forgot to mention that Kristen Wiig and Fred Armisen warmed the crowd up with a cover of Blondie's "One Way or Another." She has a great voice, actually, which only makes her even cooler (if that's possible). She has that Suze Orman voice down... and who was in the audience for the live show but... Suze Orman!! I got to walk out next to Suze Orman!! She was pretty good natured about the skit. I did not ask her for investment advice or if Oprah is nice or anything like that.
My Morning Jacket did really well, I thought. I figured I wouldn't be surprised having watched the whole process, but then they ended both songs with the stop-action thing (which they didn't in rehearsal) so that was pretty cute. Those boys know how to entertain. I think we were all (the wives) sort of nervous for them, but I don't know why - they've never not delivered in the hundreds of times I've seen them. However, this was probably their most high profile performance EVER.
When the show is over, the cast, crew and loads of other people head to the after party and it was chock full of celebs (I admired Will Arnett from afar... I love that guy). I asked Bill Hader if he would do the LP Questionnaire, and he said yes so I'm excited about that. Will Forte told Tom he wants to go to Bonnaroo so maybe we'll see him again someday. I never talk to famous people, mostly because what on earth am I going to say, really? But also because I think if I was a famous type person, would I want me stumbling up like a moron going, "You're so cool. Tee hee. Can I steal your fork?" Probably not.
So that is what it's like to spend a Saturday at Saturday Night Live. We got back to the hotel around 4.30 am. I haven't stayed out that late since... umm... yeah. I can't wait to go back to NYC next month for MMJ at Radio City Music Hall. They should dress up like the Rockettes.
It was a good week,
Ms. P
ps. How great was it that Pooch made it into the band pics?! He was super happy.
Sunday, May 11, 2008
My Morning Jacket - Saturday Night Live
Report coming tomorrow afternoon...
Most surreal yet groovy moment: watching Lorne Michaels and Amy Poehler rock out to "I'm Amazed." How crazy cool is that?!
Okay, the top two headlines on the Velocity front page now read MMJ on SNL. We're so original.
Gucci Every1!
Ms. P
Most surreal yet groovy moment: watching Lorne Michaels and Amy Poehler rock out to "I'm Amazed." How crazy cool is that?!
Okay, the top two headlines on the Velocity front page now read MMJ on SNL. We're so original.
Gucci Every1!
Ms. P
Saturday, May 10, 2008
NY Friday - Elvis Costello, Black Metal and the Relentless Rain
One day in New York City is often equal to a million days anywhere else on Earth. It's rather amazing that Tom and I don't have pneumonia now as we must have walked at least two miles in the cold rain yesterday (with no umbrella or raincoats. Man, we are dumb).
His day started in Soho looking for clothes for SNL or the Fall Tour or something while mine began on Irving Place having tea with the aforementioned (in another post) Sean Eden (who used to play in one of my fave bands ever, Luna. Did I tell you I got mentioned in Dean Wareham's memoir? Two people have told me this, but I have yet to see it. I am so totally famous now. Okay. Not really). Sean and I caught up and spent some more time going over various conspiracy theories. Good times. I think there are few things I enjoy discussing more than government mind control.
The hubs and I rejoined on the Upper East Side (lunch at Candle 79 - $100 for a meal that did not include meat, alcohol or dessert. Amazing, huh? But I will try every vegetarian restaurant on the planet from the cheap to the slightly insane. Also, I got to eavesdrop on a fascinating conversation between two well-heeled writers, one of whom had gone to the recent White House Correspondents Dinner). That was a ridiculous parenthetical aside, wasn't it?
After lunch we moseyed on down to Barney's New York where Tom spotted Elvis Costello wandering through women's handbags. I am really truly awful with the celebrity spotting. As with Gabriel Byrne, I never would have noticed Elvis unless someone pointed him out to me. I once saw Rainn Wilson at a restaurant, and I thought he was some guy I knew from the music biz. A friend had to tell me, err, no, it's the guy from The Office. Nothing at Barney's for us but a snooty sunglass salesman (I love when people who work retail act like they're better than you. Seriously. That said, I worked at a clothing store once and let's just say I am not suited for customer service).
After getting soaked on the UES we headed over to Chelsea for the Peter Beste show at the Steven Kasher Gallery. Peter quickly became one of my favorite photographers after my pal Scribbys sent me a link to his work. It was amazing to see his Norwegian Black Metal photos and we bought the limited edition book (limited to 666 copies, tee hee) that came with the poster and signed 8 x 10. I always joke that Kvitrafn is going to be my boyfriend if things don't (God-if-you-exist forbid) work out with Tom. He is oh so dreamy! Also, let me say that I have been to two Black Metal shows and those fans, whether they worship Satan or not, are the most polite people ever).
We had dinner at Cafeteria with our Louisville to NY transplant pals Amanda and Andy. The food was good, especially the mac and cheese spring rolls with smoked gouda dipping sauce (yum!), but I must confess I really hate restaurants that think you want to be in a freaking Eurodisco while you're eating. The waitress couldn't even hear me order it was so damn loud.
Our evening ended with a most surreal experience - drinks at Faces and Names in Midtown. I don't actually drink so there wasn't anything to take the edge off of the complete surreality of "normal" people going out on a Friday night. We watched one dude who looked like Milhouse's dad come to life hit on some Bridge & Tunnel (possible) tranny in a too tight tube top and two-toned hair. Also, our waitress had a voice that projected into Jupiter. I hope all of these people find love. I really do.
Suffice it to say, though it was a fun day (even if the rain didn't let up EVER), we were very happy to head back to the hotel and were in bed by 11.15. That's the crazy part - all this stuff happened between noon and 11.
SNL tonight, but first we're going down to Herald Square (looking in the crowd, your face is everywhere) to see if we can spend any more money. Somehow, I think it's possible.
They eye of the tiger!
Ms. P
Friday, May 9, 2008
My Morning Jacket - SNL Rehearsal
Our day started with a ride in an elevator with MSNBC anchor Contessa Brewer and her salad. I think I'm the only one who knew who she was because I watch MSNBC almost obsessively. She seemed genial, and I almost wanted to get off at her floor so I could go stalk my number 1 (okay, top 5?) celebrity crush, Brian Williams. On a side note, can someone please explain Chris Matthews' recent hair evolution? I was kind of enjoying the Schroeder look but now it's a strange bronze color.
But I digress...
It was interesting to be back at Studio 8H. I say this like I'm so blase but really, it's pretty groovy to see it all again. It's just as I remembered (and with my crap memory, that is kind of shocking). The last time I was there was with Beck in 1999 so it's been a while. I remember the first thing I saw then was Will Ferrell and Cheri Oteri walking down the hall in their Spartan cheerleading uniforms. I pointedly ignored them (because I'm cool like that, man) but inside was thinking, "Holy crap, that is so surreal. And cool!"
However, that was then and this is... uh... now, and here are some random thoughts from the day:
Shia LaBeouf seems like a nice guy. He held the door for me and told the band he really liked them. I saw him jumping around on a pogo stick while hordes of teenage girls (who must have been on a school tour) screamed and squealed at him through their viewing window.
Bill Hader is freaking awesome and sweet. He introduced himself to Tom and me and told us about wearing jeans and a flannel shirt at the ACL fest and trying to see MMJ, but passing out because of the extreme heat (which, if you've been, you know is beyond insane).
I had yet another "passing Will Forte" experience (last time was when I was here in 07, and he came out of an elevator I was getting on), which is a bit random (and probably creepy of me to be making note of these things). I also found out he lives on the same floor/same building as a friend of mine, and she says that he is a genial boy.
MMJ got to do promos with Kristen Wiig, my favorite cast member so I got to watch her work for a few minutes. I'm not scooping anything because they started running last night, apparently, which I would have liked to see but NBC was out in our hotel. Hey, I just checked and it's still not working. Awesome.
I saw Fred Armisen, who I once went on a date with about 900 years ago (ironically, I met him through one of Beck's backup singers... did I just botch the definition of ironic?). I did not make an a** out of myself by trying to remind him of this, though. It's great to see him doing so well as he is quite a funny guy.
It's fascinating to walk the hallowed halls and read the signed photos of past hosts and musical guests. So much television history in one tiny place. More on Sunday... or Monday... whenever I've recovered as I'm sick but desperately trying to pretend I'm not. Today has us zigzagging all over the city and it's cold and rainy. Perfect, right?
Good times,
Ms. P
But I digress...
It was interesting to be back at Studio 8H. I say this like I'm so blase but really, it's pretty groovy to see it all again. It's just as I remembered (and with my crap memory, that is kind of shocking). The last time I was there was with Beck in 1999 so it's been a while. I remember the first thing I saw then was Will Ferrell and Cheri Oteri walking down the hall in their Spartan cheerleading uniforms. I pointedly ignored them (because I'm cool like that, man) but inside was thinking, "Holy crap, that is so surreal. And cool!"
However, that was then and this is... uh... now, and here are some random thoughts from the day:
Shia LaBeouf seems like a nice guy. He held the door for me and told the band he really liked them. I saw him jumping around on a pogo stick while hordes of teenage girls (who must have been on a school tour) screamed and squealed at him through their viewing window.
Bill Hader is freaking awesome and sweet. He introduced himself to Tom and me and told us about wearing jeans and a flannel shirt at the ACL fest and trying to see MMJ, but passing out because of the extreme heat (which, if you've been, you know is beyond insane).
I had yet another "passing Will Forte" experience (last time was when I was here in 07, and he came out of an elevator I was getting on), which is a bit random (and probably creepy of me to be making note of these things). I also found out he lives on the same floor/same building as a friend of mine, and she says that he is a genial boy.
MMJ got to do promos with Kristen Wiig, my favorite cast member so I got to watch her work for a few minutes. I'm not scooping anything because they started running last night, apparently, which I would have liked to see but NBC was out in our hotel. Hey, I just checked and it's still not working. Awesome.
I saw Fred Armisen, who I once went on a date with about 900 years ago (ironically, I met him through one of Beck's backup singers... did I just botch the definition of ironic?). I did not make an a** out of myself by trying to remind him of this, though. It's great to see him doing so well as he is quite a funny guy.
It's fascinating to walk the hallowed halls and read the signed photos of past hosts and musical guests. So much television history in one tiny place. More on Sunday... or Monday... whenever I've recovered as I'm sick but desperately trying to pretend I'm not. Today has us zigzagging all over the city and it's cold and rainy. Perfect, right?
Good times,
Ms. P
Thursday, May 8, 2008
Flight of the Conchords, Susan Sarandon and Sausage Head
I love New York. In the space of 24 hours I had breakfast with one of my favorite writers, Ellen Emerson White, and lunch across from Gabriel Byrne. At the same restaurant I randomly ran into MMJ's business manager, Mark Scribner, and tour manager, Eric Mayers, on my way out. I ate tater tots and a tofu scramble for dinner then headed up to Town Hall for the Flight of the Conchords show...My evening began with Susan Sarandon sitting four seats away from me at (actually, it began with a milkshake, but whatever). Soon thereafter her "life mate" Tim Robbins (he who likes to sing songs about William Rehnquist - I've seen it happen) joined her in row M. I sound like such a stalker right now, but I care only to bring you the full experience of the show!
Once Tom and the rest of MMJ joined us I began to wonder if this was going to turn into an Elizabethtown reunion as there was someone who looked suspiciously like Paul Schneider a few rows ahead.
I was excited to hear Flight of the Conchords again as the last time I saw them they were wooing and wowing the crowd at the SXSW Welcome Dinner, which you can see bits of on YouTube with their doc Flight of the Conchords : A Texan Odyssey (if you look closely you can even see Tom and me eating... or something).
They are some funny boys, those kiwis (called so because of the bird, not the fruit). The audience thought they were pretty funny, too. And by funny I mean the audience thought they were as amusing as the band, yelling out song requests (including, of course, "Freebird") and clapping along out of time to various songs (one of my pet peeves, I admit. I didn't pay to hear your lack of rhythm, people. Okay, I didn't pay at all, but if I had... and yes, I am an insufferable snot). I did think it was cute when someone gave them robots... tiny little robots... in honor of some... errr... robot song.
I don't know how many times Jemaine shushed the audience, which I thought was awesome. I heard at one show he held up their set list and said "See, it does not include 'conversation with FOTC.'" Brilliant. JC has a really lovely actual singing voice, I discovered, that I hope to hear again quite soon. Tom liked the "Hip Hop Hippopotamus" song. My favorite is the classic about Jenny. This post would probably benefit from some knowledge of actual titles, I suppose.
The after party afforded me the opportunity to once again be at a function with Eugene Mirman and once again be too shy to say hi. I am such a goober. I did get to catch up with my friend Sean Eden (I really miss Luna) and talk politics and conspiracy theories. Todd Barry walked away when I walked up (I have cooties?), but I thought he was a good opener and a fair bongo player. Maybe he will do my LP Questionnaire if I ask politely...
My night ended with, appropriately probably, SAUSAGE HEAD!! I was on Houston about to grab a cab when he walked up and tried to sell us his manifesto. My friend bought one. I can't wait to read it. I bet it's going to change the world.Okay, I hope I've made the evening seem as real to you (through the power of name droppage) as it was surreal to me.
Parts of this post are also on my SXSW blog because... yes, because this story was too great not to tell twice! So sorry if you read both (all two of you or something).
Thanks for stopping by. I'm off to Saturday Night Live rehearsal at Rockefeller Plaza. I am definitely hoping to run into Jack Donaghy and get a tour of the 12th floor
I can't stop sneezing,
Ms. P
Wednesday, May 7, 2008
New York Stories
So far today I've seen Gabriel Byrne (at lunch. I really hope he doesn't see this picture because he will totally know it was me (we were the only people in this section of the restaurant). He's a babe. He's always been a babe. It's a good thing I'm married or I might have embarrassed myself.I also saw the preparations for what I assume is tonight's New York premiere of The Chronicles of Narnia: Prince Caspian. Prince Caspian is also a babe, but also probably young enough to be my son or something. Okay, I just checked and Ben Barnes, the actor, is only three years younger than Tom. Whew.
The Reverend Al Sharpton just got arrested on the Upper East Side. I guess with all the fuss over the presidential race Al was feeling neglected. He was protesting the verdict in the case against the cops who shot the unarmed dude on the night before his wedding.
Please excuse the crappy pictures but with Byrne I was trying to be sneaky and with Narnia I didn't have my real camera on me.
Alright, I'm off to Big Daddy's for milkshakes and tater tots then it's over to Town Hall for Flight of the Conchords.
I feel like my life might seem more interesting than it actually is.
TTFN!
Ms. P
Hoosier Illusion: Hillary's Appetite for Destruction
So goeth Eight Belles...
So goeth Hillary Clinton...
I guess I should get used to the idea of President McCain though I'll be voting for Barack.
I've been waiting for the music industry to lurch to its seemingly inevitable death for years so that something great could rise from the ashes.
That's how I feel about the political system in America.
Neither are going to die, though, are they? Not until they're pried from the cold dead hands of the current establishments.
It's a shame that we cling to these antiquated notions... that there is no viable third party... that we still use the Electoral College.
Chris Matthews and his extremely yellow hair (seriously, he looks like Schroeder from Peanuts tonight) are saying it's too close to call, but I think it's welcome to the jungle, Obama.
But like Axl said...
"Never mind the darkness
We still can find a way
'Cause nothin' lasts forever
Even cold November rain."
Yes, I've lost my mind,
Ms. P
ps. It's now 1.15 am and Dan Abrams and his spray on tan (at least I think that's Dan Abrams) just announced that Hillary is the "apparent winner." I still think stick a fork in her and all that.
So goeth Hillary Clinton...
I guess I should get used to the idea of President McCain though I'll be voting for Barack.
I've been waiting for the music industry to lurch to its seemingly inevitable death for years so that something great could rise from the ashes.
That's how I feel about the political system in America.
Neither are going to die, though, are they? Not until they're pried from the cold dead hands of the current establishments.
It's a shame that we cling to these antiquated notions... that there is no viable third party... that we still use the Electoral College.
Chris Matthews and his extremely yellow hair (seriously, he looks like Schroeder from Peanuts tonight) are saying it's too close to call, but I think it's welcome to the jungle, Obama.
But like Axl said...
"Never mind the darkness
We still can find a way
'Cause nothin' lasts forever
Even cold November rain."
Yes, I've lost my mind,
Ms. P
ps. It's now 1.15 am and Dan Abrams and his spray on tan (at least I think that's Dan Abrams) just announced that Hillary is the "apparent winner." I still think stick a fork in her and all that.
Monday, May 5, 2008
Guest Blogger - Tom Blankenship of My Morning Jacket
This post can also be found on the SXSW Blog...
Tom Blankenship, the bass playing fifth of My Morning Jacket, took some time to give me his musings on Coachella...
Coachella 2008. My second time at the fest and the desert remains ridiculously hot.
The VIP section, which seems like more of a hassle than it's worth, is a nightmare for the sober. They best provide you with some free drink tickets or a commemorative frisbee. I spent my one visit quickly chugging my $3 coffee before making my way down to the field, where I found myself more relaxed among the crowd of peoples who were more interested in seeing than being seen.
David Hasselhoff is f**king huge. Carl and I joked that we felt the 80s for a moment as he breezed past us Saturday evening. We caught him making a quick escape via golf cart the next night, five minutes before our set. The Hoff being more a fan of tank tops & black eyes than the Jacket, apparently.
Shelia E is a badass. Watching her bust out "The Glamorous Life" (and accompanying drum solo) during Prince's set was the highlight of the weekend for me. Seriously. Even more so than seeing Morris Day do the "Jungle Love" dance.
Portishead's Beth Gibbons emotes more by standing in one spot clutching a mic than most artists do running & jumping around the stage, screaming their heads off.
I wonder how Barack Obama feels about having his name spray painted on the belly of Roger Waters' massive inflatable pig?
Lastly, an apology to Prince in case he saw a small group of scruffy white guys running between the barricades toward him... we were rushing to his suite to prepare his jacuzzi for him (it's a little known fact that he likes to sit in his jacuzzi while playing mind-blowing solos).
Thanks, Tom, for your contribution. Also, I'm a loser and realized I missed Jim and Patrick's bday while you were at Coachella so Happy Belated, lads. Being 30 was awesome (from what I remember!).
Monday Monday,
Ms. P
Sunday, May 4, 2008
For Whom the Eight Belles Toll
It's 1.37 am, and I'm still shedding tears for a horse I'd never heard of before yesterday.
I think it was just the shock of seeing near triumph turn to absolute tragedy in the space of seconds.
I've been spending a lot of time boo hoo-ing over animals lately. We've been fostering dogs for Grrand (two in the last two weeks), and it's hard to see them go (but great to know they're going to good homes).
As for the Derby, I'm torn on the issue of whether these animals want to race or not. I'm sure they want to run... but do they want to run in a tight pack alongside other horses with men sitting on top of them whipping them into a frenzy? It's hard to believe anyone would choose that.
I don't sit on high... I've been a vegetarian for 19 years, but I still purchase leather goods (which almost makes me worse than a meat eater, I admit). I have rescue pets, but I still by Puffs tissues (and I know their parent company tests on animals). I try hard to avoid designers who use fur (but have some Burberry perfume and a pair of Marc Jacobs wedges - although those were free).
I'm not sure what my point is here. We do what we can, but somehow it's never enough.
What is a truly humane world? Is it possible?
Err, I'll get back to watching Gone in 60 Seconds now... for like the 10th time.
Maudlin yet sober,
Ms. P
I think it was just the shock of seeing near triumph turn to absolute tragedy in the space of seconds.
I've been spending a lot of time boo hoo-ing over animals lately. We've been fostering dogs for Grrand (two in the last two weeks), and it's hard to see them go (but great to know they're going to good homes).
As for the Derby, I'm torn on the issue of whether these animals want to race or not. I'm sure they want to run... but do they want to run in a tight pack alongside other horses with men sitting on top of them whipping them into a frenzy? It's hard to believe anyone would choose that.
I don't sit on high... I've been a vegetarian for 19 years, but I still purchase leather goods (which almost makes me worse than a meat eater, I admit). I have rescue pets, but I still by Puffs tissues (and I know their parent company tests on animals). I try hard to avoid designers who use fur (but have some Burberry perfume and a pair of Marc Jacobs wedges - although those were free).
I'm not sure what my point is here. We do what we can, but somehow it's never enough.
What is a truly humane world? Is it possible?
Err, I'll get back to watching Gone in 60 Seconds now... for like the 10th time.
Maudlin yet sober,
Ms. P
Saturday, May 3, 2008
Eight Belles RIP
Since I moved to Kentucky I've picked the winner of the Derby two out of three times.
Not today.
Eight Belles placed second, broke both front ankles and was euthanized less than five minutes after the race.
She was Hillary Clinton's pick, too.
Not a good day for the ladies. Not a good day at all.
:(
Ms. P
Not today.
Eight Belles placed second, broke both front ankles and was euthanized less than five minutes after the race.
She was Hillary Clinton's pick, too.
Not a good day for the ladies. Not a good day at all.
:(
Ms. P
Friday, May 2, 2008
Billy Bush is Here... OMG!
And he's on my tv... live via Churchill Downs... right now!
He's saying we can expect Nick and Drew Lachey! Wesley Snipes (one last fling before the pokey!)! Janet Jackson! And, uh, Edward Norton!
Gosh, isn't the Kentucky Derby exciting!
Billy Bush... our town is so lucky. So blessed. Please enjoy this video of Billy and Patrick Dempsey having a hair duel (yes, it's as stupid as it sounds). Dempsey's movie, Maid of Honor, opens today and the gossip chick on MSNBC says it's going to tank.
At least Nigel Barker is here. Lauren Titus even saw him.
Avoiding Louisville,
Ms. P
Thursday, May 1, 2008
Law and Order SVU: Grand Central Ripoff
I love how Law and Order: SVU managed to incorporate Improv Everywhere's Grand Central Station event, Robin Williams and Stanley Milgram all in one episode!
Improv Everywhere...
Law & Order: SVU...
Just pretend we are in Barcelona!
Ms. P
Improv Everywhere...
Law & Order: SVU...
Just pretend we are in Barcelona!
Ms. P
Cheap Laughs
From the crazy kids at Is This Tight? They make me chortle every day.
Okay, I feel slightly guilty that I've resorted to re-posting LOL Cats, but I'm sitting here trying to review the new Al Green record and it's making me so mellow that it's hard to be snappy.
Lay it down!
Ms. P
Okay, I feel slightly guilty that I've resorted to re-posting LOL Cats, but I'm sitting here trying to review the new Al Green record and it's making me so mellow that it's hard to be snappy.
Lay it down!
Ms. P
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