QUEEN, GET OFF MY TV SCREEN!

OMG OMG OMG OMG OMG

the worst of it all is that i got this song stuck in my head because some 4th grade girls were singing. let me tell it, it's terribly disturbing to hear little girls sing a song talkin' bout, "baby, i can break you down" babies are growing up too fast. :(

Oh, Johnny, are you Queer?

i've never heard of johnny weir until today, but i think i am a fan. i definitely admire him, he takes his sport very seriously, but unfortunately ppl are more concerned with his sexuality and "flamboyance," which is polite straightspeak for "faggotry." he acknowledges this an adult, very classy. i think he should just be like, "fuck it," and call himself "johnny queer." like, why not?

by the way, doesn't he look like james mcavoy?


weir


mcavoy

so, i write songs. matter of fact, i'm working on a musical. dunno how it's going to come together, but here are some songs i've written for it:

you’re so mean
you’re so cruel
And I’m such a goddamn fool
To love you
The way I do

I suffer each and everyday
Try and cry as I may
Deep in my bones
you’ll stay

I bear your cross
And I bear mine
And I breakdown all the time
From carrying
such a heavy load

Suffering in this misery
I can’t eat and I can’t sleep
Cuz if I do
I dream of you
With someone new

you’re so mean
you’re so cruel
you see me on my knees
pleading for clemency
I kick and scream
For you to release me

I suffer each and everyday
Try and cry as I may
Deep in my bones
you’ll stay

I wish I could forget you
I wish I never met you
You lied to me
You lied so sweet

You’re in my bones
This pain won’t go away
Until you’re home

Oh, please come home
Just please come home
I’ll be good, I’ll sweet
Anything you want, I’ll be
Just come on home.
Come back home.
Please come home.

here's a country and western version of it:
You’re in my bones
I try to drain you out
Through my teary eyes
And runny nose

But you’re in my bones
It’s a prison in my skin
I fight so hard
And rave so long
Up against them cold, iron bars

Locked up in my misery
Stomach too tight
And I can’t eat
I just weep myself to sleep
But all I ever seem to do
is dream of you
With someone new

Stay up all night and cry
Wishing that I could die
Lie down in the road and die

And you’re so meanAnd you’re so cruel
And I’m such a doggone fool
To give my heart
To a heartless man like you

I saw you only yesterday
With another girl,
you couldn’t wait
Until my eyes had dried

Cried so hard, I was blind
I could barely find
my way on home
Threw myself down on my bed
Cried until my eyes turned red
Thinking of all the things you’ve said
All those sweet nothings
and pretty little lies

Has she heard them yet?
Or did she get a different set of trickery?
You lied to me
You lied so sweet

And you’re so mean
And you’re so cruel
And I’m such a doggone fool
To give my heart
To a heartless man like you
But you’re in my bones
Gimme back my heart
I’ll rip that wretched thing apart
And scatter those pieces in the wind
Cuz I never wanna love again

And you’re so mean
And you’re so cruel
And I’m such a doggone fool
To give my heart
To a heartless man like you

here's another, i don't think it's done yet:
All the boys I loved before
They don’t love me anymore
And I guess I only got myself to blame

I love too hard
And it always hurts the worst
Stuck suffering in my pain
Left shivering in the rain
All alone, waiting for the train

Gotta catch my train
Won’t miss my train
Can’t miss my train
Gotta catch my train

All the boys I loved before
They don’t love me anymore
But why the hell should I give a fuck about that?
I crossed my arms and turned my back
Waiting for my train to leave the track

I can’t miss my train
Won’t miss my train
Can’t miss my train
Won’t miss my train

All the boys I loved before
I don’t love them anymore
I’ve been laughing through my pain
Go out dancing in the rain
Bought a one-way for the train

I can’t miss my train
Won’t miss my train
Can’t miss my train
Won’t miss my train

so, what do you think? what say you, boo?

M v. MM

I LOVE IT!

Dis ish Right 'ere, N_gga, Dis ish Right 'ere?

diss songs are so hilarious to me, mostly because, most of time, the disser is not as famous as the person they're dissing, and the lyrics and video production are very poor and juvenile.

case in point, brian "b. pumper" pumper going at rick ross:

that was laugh-ha-ha-able, right? it kills me when a man's masculinity is challenged and they feel obligated to respond in the most clownish way possible.

"naw dawg, i ain't gay man, look at how i surround myself with ass...bitches' asses, nicca!"

y'know what they say, b.: "when you try hard, that's when you die hard."

he's a producer and he made that cheap-ass kitchen video? must not be that hot of a producer. and his performance is wack. if you're wack on video, you must SUCK live.

ASIDE:
doesn't he look a little bit like
punk from i love new york?

then, recently, a transsexual named foxxjazell made it known that she made the beasts with two backs with chingy, with him on the bottom.

ching-a-ling went on to make his rebuttal. and again, considering the situation, isn't it a bit a ironic he would defend his masculinity by telling ppl to "eat a dick?" yeah, way to go, gangstalicious.

YOU CALL YOURSELF CHINGY FOR CHRIST'S SAKE.

i knew something was up with him, but whatever. you weren't that hard to begin with, but now somebody said something about you like being stuck in the butt and now you wanna be "butt-hurt" and "man up". you should be glad somebody would even bring you back up, for whatever reason. call yourself a "tranny-killa," really? ok, homo-homopobe.

anyway, foxxjazell came back with this:

at first i was like, "what the hell?" but, i gotta admit the truth, i kinda like it, can't stop playing it. it just sounds so cheap and ridiculous, but her flow is pretty good. she better watch out though, chris crocker might have words for her.

RE: Pieces Don't Fit Anymore

this "acted" out.

Speaking of Hoodrats...

what's good, Nivea? she is ms. hoodrat supreme.

prime examples:

Okay

your hands all on my booty
two stepping in my Gucci
- for the longest time, i thought she was talking "two stepping in my cootchie..."
sorry.

Parking Lot

i need to see you now can you get out, my man is at the house so
meet me at the McDonald's parking lot
for it get to late I cant wait it's just around my way so
meet me at the McDonald's parking lot
just over the hill at the light take a right hang a left on Harris drive
meet me at the McDonald's parking lot
so what you waiting for hit the door put the pedal to the floor
meet me at the McDonald's parking lot
- umm, WHAT?

and my personal favorite...

Laundromat

soap, powder, bleach, towels, fabric softner, dollars, change, pants, socks, dirty drawers
i'm going to the laundromat
and let's not forget the food stains, dirt spots, head sets, chips, pop, pay phones, clean house
i'm going to the laundromat
- i actually like the video, very high school production

i hope she gets better.

Don't...don't you want me?

well, do ya?

The Human League - Don't You Want Me, Baby?

i can't stop listening/singing this! i like the video too, very almodovar.

On Repeat #4: Piece of my Heart Edition

Erma Franklin - Take Another Little Piece of my Heart

The original, soulful version.

Janis Joplin - Take Another Little Piece of my Heart

THEE classic, screaming blues version.

Mary J. Blige does a really good version, too; very powerful, religious experience:

Lost

the video:

a comment from "chrisbzshawty":
LMFAOOOO; i couldn't breathe throughout this whole video . you are funny . now i regret signing up with this name but i don't want to make a new one because i have way too many subscriptions , favorites , and playlists i don't feel like re-doing . but i'll still listen to his music . if anything chris needs all the support he can get . i think it's unfair how one little incident ( well not so little ) will make everybody turn on chris like this . smh .

then, another from the same poster:
rihanna's soft ? if she can hit her brother with a glass bottle; she can take a punch.

now, aren't these nice biased statements? if there's anything i hate more than a groupie is a dumbass groupie. i'll never understand how ppl can be stans.

yeah, it's real sad how ppl don't want to support a woman-beater. what the fuck is wrong with us? poor chris! that poor, sweet, innocent boy just made a teeny-weeny mistake and got carried away.

yeah, she hit her brother with a glass bottle, HER BROTHER. chris brown beat her, not her brother. this girl must be an only child because anybody with siblings know how sometimes you just have to brawl with your brother/sister. it's natural. it's not right to throw glass, but that's what girls do. we aren't as strong as men and sometimes in desperation, we use foreign objects.

women make me sick these days. we really did kill chivalry with our petty jealousy at each other. ugly as i feel some days, i get jealous and i get bitter, but i will never enjoy a woman being beaten, regardless of her attractiveness. that's not my sickness; sorry if it's yours.

Flashing Lights #4

Why so serious, bb? Maybe he likes the blue kind better? Grumpy Morgy. :(

Pearl Bailey and her husband, Louie Bellson. Y'all know she was a Republican?

Need a little...

Ooooooh! SHOCK TREATMENT
Get ya jumpin' like a real live wire
Need a little...
Ooooooh! SHOCK TREATMENT
So look out, Mister
Don't you blow ya last resistor
For a sister that will mystify ya.

I love this movie. A lot of ppl give it hell because it's a "sequel" to the Rocky Horror Picture Show, but I think it's really good. Everything a musical should be: interesting story, lots of color, catchy songs.

The Tragedy of Titus Andronicus

I think it's my favorite Shakespeare play, right next to Othello. It's a pretty good movie, too.

The piano's been drinking

So, Craigalicious made a note on facebook where he wrote a poem using songs. Here are the rules: Put your MP3 player on shuffle, and write down the first line of the first 21, songs. The first line is the song title, the next 20 are the poem itself. Now, I ended up doing two because they're fun and I was thinking about posting them, then decided against it for some reason. But, Liz did it and then Synny, so I'mma break down and post mine:

A Thousand Thundering Thrills Await Me

But I’d like to get to know you
I turn my camera on
I bought a toothbrush, some toothpaste

Times are hard

Some people call me the Space Cowboy
She turned away, what was she looking at?
I could have told you why

Oh, it’s been getting so hard

Metal Guru is it you, Metal Guru is it you
The 22nd of loneliness and we've
Well, she was an American girl

She grew up in an Indiana town

What you gonna do when you get out of jail?
Never was a cornflake girl
I got an ass so big like the sun

The sea it swells like a sore head

I know a thing or two about her
I am doll eyes
Who wants to buy this diamond ring?

I miss you

Now, I thought this was straight UNTIL that damn Trina fugged it up.

Here's another:

Last Year, Valentine’s Day

You let me violate you
Blank stare
I’m drunk
Why are you doing this to me?
I knew you was fuckin’ around

See me comin to town with my soul

Tell me what's wrong with you now, tell me why I
Well no one told me about her, the way she lied

I said I wanna come over
It gets so hard
Oh baby I want you, you're so fucking big
Sweet dreams are made of this
For your love

I got the rap patrol on the gat patrol
Do You Realize - that you have the most beautiful face?

Don’t tell me not to fly
Busty co-eds live live live

Do you remember all our love?
I walked along the avenue
Tombstone baby and I'm ready to roll

I think this one's the best. You get 20 points for identifying all of the songs. And you need those points, trust me.

On Repeat

In Dreams - Roy Orbison

Simultaneously makes me think of Robert Downey Jr. and want to watch Blue Velvet, even though I've never seen it. I'm so scared David Lynch is going to take me somewhere I can't ever escape. I guess that's what makes him so great to most people.

Amoreena - Elton John

Lately, I've been thinking how much I miss my lady #insert snide comment from Liz#

Standing in the Shadows of Love - The Four Tops

Heard in from the Love Songs mash-up. That's on repeat,too.

Leggy Blonde - Flight of the Conchords

Ridiculous and wonderful.

NOW FREAK IT OUT.

DON'T TOUCH ME

Why so mean, bb? :(

RE: Word?

It has begun.

He's so heartless.

Pieces Don't Fit Anymore

Here's something I wrote in my Writing for Radio/TV/Film class. The assignment was to choose one of eight scenarios and write a two-page dialogue. I chose a scene where a guy tries to break up with his girlfriend:

INT.KIRK’S CAR. STREET. NIGHT

KIRK drives with DAKOTA as his passenger. She is unnaturally quiet as she looks out of her window. Of course, this is a bad sign. When the light turns red, he looks at her.

KIRK
Are you upset or something?
DAKOTA does not return his gaze.

DAKOTA
(coldly quiet)
No, I’m fine.

KIRK
(beat)
Are you sure?

DAKOTA crosses her arms and legs, maintaining her attention outside and elsewhere.

DAKOTA
(bitingly cold)
I think I know
how I feel.
KIRK nods dryly and returns his focus on the road as the light turns green. The car quickly fills with dreary, angry silence. After a long beat, he tries again.

KIRK
Y’know my uncle Frank?
(beat)
He has a limp?

DAKOTA
(disinterested)
Yeah?

KIRK
He was in Vietnam. While he
was there, he got an open sore
on his foot and it got
infected.
(beat)
They had to tie off the
circulation in his foot and
cut it off at the ankle to
save the rest of his leg.

DAKOTA
(dryly)
Thanks for sharing.

KIRK
I said that, to say this:
In spite of what your friends
say and whatever you think,
I do care about you and
I want you to be happy, but
I’m sick of this.

She finally looks at him, only getting the side of his face.

DAKOTA
So, you just want
to break up?

KIRK
I want to tie this thing off
and cut it before it gets any
worse. There’s no reason why
this can’t end cordially.

He turns to look at her at the red light.

DAKOTA
I see your point, but that
story was a little unnecessary,
don’t you think?
Green light. KIRK sighs as he turns to watch the road.

KIRK
(tiredly)
Well, at least you get my
point.

#BITCH, GET THE FUCK UP OUT MY CAR#