Friday, April 30, 2010

they're back...

Unfortunately, instances have become few and far in between, but there are still days when being an independent journalist does have it's perks.

This was definitely one of them.

Thanks to the kind folks at Sony Pictures, I just got to watch an advance screening of the long awaited season 3 premiere of The Boondocks. Woo Hoo, Go Mitzi!!

And I have to tell you, it was definitely worth the wait.

I'm not going to give the plot way but be clear Aaron McGruder is a genius. And I so heart his little subversive mind. And quite honestly, if you watch this episode and don't laugh at crazy ass Riley, self loathing Uncle Ruckus or the ridiculous car wash getaway scene then we can be friends.

And who wants that?

Be sure to tune in, THIS Sunday at 11.30p on the Adult Swim.

to the beat of the drum...

Okay, see my boy RS told me about this craziness when it was first reported on Bossip. But it just so happened to be the same day as the whole Sandra Bullock loves the kids/ Oklahoma hates women/ white folks are importing serial killers from Russia stories popped off. And quite honestly, so I had reached my limit on tomfoolery for a single 24 hour period.

But now that CNN done broke it down in a video... I can sorta put it into words.

Basically- last Saturday night, this dude in Florida chopped off his mother's head, put it in a bag, walked around the corner tossed it in a lot. Then woke up his demented ass up the next day and went to play the drums at church? The early service? And the neighbors describe him as a quiet, nice guy who loved God and his mama?


And then you wonder why the majority of my friends and I give overzealous, super-sanctified church folks a WIDE ass berth??? Man listen, all that Jesus talk and Bible beating then next thing you know, it's off with your head. I. Can't.

I sure hope dude who told me that his friends wouldn't consider dating me b/c I don't subscribe to the same faith got wind of this story. 'Cause it seems to me, that they would want to be a whole lot less worried about my soul and a little more concerned with the state of mind of some of their fellow congregation members. I'm just saying.

*drops the mic and walks away*

Thursday, April 29, 2010

won't speak ill of the dead but the family...

Hmm. People have a lot of ideas on the way they want to be buried- in their favorite outfit, with their signature glove, face down so the world can kiss their a**.... the list goes on. But one thing that's pretty consistent, is that all of these personal decisions involve a casket. You know as in a body INSIDE the casket. Um, guess 22 year-old David Morales Colon's family didn't get that memo.

Apparently, they decided to bypass the casket and post their son's body up on his favorite motorcycle. So that he'll be happily riding for eternity.


It's too early in the morning for this. No, I take that back. There's NEVER a good time for this. The End.

Wednesday, April 28, 2010

its all about balance...

Basic Hometraining Rule 101: Before you say something negative, it's important to lead with a positive.

So let's start the day by giving Sandra Bullock a HUGE shout out. Adoption, Oscar and Divorcing lame ass Jesse James? Homegirl is taking no shorts in 2010. Sure hope Elin is taking notes. And best of all, how serious is baby Louis's side-eye game? Like,what? Straight out the N.O grilling the paparazzi like a rock star.

I am also L-O-V-ing the fact that not only will President Obama will be delivering the eulogy at Dorothy Height's funeral tomorrow but he also ordered the American flags at the White House and upon all public buildings and grounds, at all military posts and naval stations, and on all naval vessels of the Federal Government in the District of Columbia and throughout the United States and its Territories and all possessions to be flown at half-staff on the day as well, "as a mark of respect for the memory."

Take that, Take that.

Yes, I'm really glad that I had such encouraging and happy news to help balance out the craziness that is jumping off in mid-west right now: As if Arizona wasn't enough, apparently despite two vetoes by the State's governor, the Oklahoma Legislature has voted two new and even more restrictive abortion measures into law. One of which requires women to undergo an ultrasound and listen to a detailed description of the fetus before getting and abortion AND the other prevents women who have had a disabled baby from suing a doctor for withholding information about birth defects while the child was in the womb.


But wait on it, the new laws are way detailed. Like the first law, requires that the doctor or technician set up the monitor so that woman can see it and describe the heart, limbs and organs of the fetus. No exceptions are made for rape and incest victims. Okay real talk, how sick is that for someone to have to sit through the description of a fetus? Although, I'm not really sure what the hell they're going to be describing since its just a mass of tissue and nerve stems for the first six weeks (which is when most women schedule the procedure). So perhaps they'll just be making it up as they go along... You know kinda like the Teabagggers and the Birthers.

Seriously? All fun and jokes aside, what country are we living in right now? Is this a freaking extremist Muslim country where women's reproductive rights are up for debate amongst a bunch of MEN?? I'm so confused.

So when there is a sudden rise in the number of abused and abandoned babies on Oklahoma, what then? Are these same lawmakers going to sign up to start taking them in? Cause clearly the whole overseas adoption movement is going to hell in a handbasket. Exhibit A: the couple in Virginia Beach who are now suing the nation's largest adoption agency for sending them another little blond-haired psycho from Russia. Mm-hmm...

Apparently, lil Roman started out as a vision of normalcy. But over the course of six years, he has threatened his the couple's 5-year old biological daughter with a steak knife and a two-by-four as well as held her underwater in a pool. Oh and did I mention the multiple therapeutic programs that have ejected the future serial killer for kicking, biting, hitting and most recently, on his 8th birthday, pulling out three of his teeth using a pen cap, fork or spoon?


Oh and NOW that the lawsuits are flying, the caseworker finally acknowledges that when she had said the doctor visited orphanages to "see the children" and review pictures, videos and medical information that did not necessarily mean that the doctor had actually examined. Matter of fact, in deposition, the same doctor said he had not practiced medicine for years and was a facilitator for the agency, not a medical screener. Word?

Feel free to throw up as I donate my ENTIRE life savings to Planned Parenthood.

Tuesday, April 27, 2010

file a missing persons report...

This is really random but... what in the world happened to Jennifer Lopez?

No, not as in what physically happened to her but more like what happened to the IDEA of Jennifer Lopez? You know the unstoppable Latina flygirl who armed with a black girl booty, bedazzled bandanna headbands, and relentless off-key hit songs rode that 6-train till the doors fell off? I'm just saying...

Jenny from the Block was living proof that with the right no-slip double-sided tape anything was possible.

And now what?

Lat year's highly-anticipated return album went certified double dust (who in the hot hell thought a song reppin' $900 Louboutin shoes at the height of a freaking recession was a good look??) and her new movie (which I actually kinda thought had a cute premise) straight belly flopped. Oh and let's not even talk about how her patented moniker got snatched and recycled by greasy looking self-proclaimed guidette, J.Woww.


You ain't hear it from me but, Marc Anthony gots to be the devil.

Sunday, April 25, 2010


Oh shoot, oh shoot! I am SO excited, I can hardly type! I just read in the NYT that after a tragic banishment to cable, Friday Night Lights (one of my most favoritest shows EVER) is coming back to NBC for its fourth season!! WOO HOO!!!

Honestly, I don't even know HOW in the world I fell head over heels in love a show about a small little backwoods town in Texas...


Oh wait, yes I do. Smash Williams a.k.a Gaius Charles. Lord have mercy that boy is F-I-N-E. READ: I'd pay to watch this man BREATHE for hours on end if it was an option.
*simultaneously fans self and reaches for the wet wipes*Anyhoo, eventually my borderline obsession with 'Smash' eventually lead to me getting all caught up in the actual storyline of the show and voila, here we are.

So come May 7th, Jesus be a plateful of warm chocolate chip cookies, glass of cheap red and a comfy seat in the middle of my couch cause it is ON!

Friday, April 23, 2010

ain't nothing sexy 'bout this...

Gotta be honest, when I first saw the headlines about Naomi Campbell's most recent attack my knee jerk reaction was to yawn. Like, so what? Another day, another backhand. It's freaking Naomi Campbell for God's sake. She's probably just off her meds or some such nonsense.

But thanks to the wonders of insomnia, I find myself with the time and energy to find out who caught a bad one. And I gotta say...I'm kinda disgusted with Na-Na for this.

Apparently she slapped a camera out of the hands of the guy who was filming her for ABC News. The reason? The interviewer confronted her about her involvement with the war crimes trial of former Liberian strongman Charles Taylor.

For those who aren't familiar with Taylor, he is the former President of Liberia and the mastermind behind a civil war that ultimately led to an ethnic conflict of EPIC portions. In addition to embezzlement, this maniac has been accused of the widespread conscription of children as soldiers, assisting rebel forces in Sierra Leone with weapon sales in exchange for blood diamonds, and ordering acts of atrocities against civilians that have left many thousands dead or mutilated, with unknown numbers of people abducted and tortured.

READ: This negro is the mother f'kin' SPAWN OF SATAN.

But back to Naomi- It looks like back in the day when C.T was the President of Liberia; him, Naomi and her homegirl Mia Farrow were invited to vacay w Nelson Mandela. While there, it's alleged that dude gave Naomi some ridiculously huge diamond as a token of his affection. Must be nice, huh?

As luck would have it, because of its unique size this particular stone is one of the few with a history that can be traced directly back to the conflict in Sierra Leone and the illegal slave trade. And in essence, send this psycho to jail for life.

But wait on it... ya favorite diva is refusing to testify. Uh-huh, talking about, Mia is a liar (b/c Mia is testifying that Ms. Campbell bragged about the gift at breakfast the morning after), she never received the diamond and further more she's not going to speak about it. The End. And oh yeah, BAM. She smacked the camera to the floor.


Now, I really, really want to give Na-Na the benefit of the doubt on this and say that she never received any such gift. Cause it's one this to be a raging, bi-polar, glamazon bitch who truly believes she's so fabulous she's above the law. But it's another thing to aide and abeit a dude that co-signed on training babies to be killers and chopping folks hands off with machetes. So God forbid, if that skinny heifer is just lying to keep in good graces with that uber rich and powerful clique that she runs with...


Thursday, April 22, 2010

happy earth day...

So Obama is in New York City this afternoon, popping off the warning shots at Wall Street bankers and financial industry lobbyists. Interesting. I'll be curious to see how this one goes over. Although quietly, what I'm really wondering is how many of the execs at Goldman Sachs simply decided to take the day off to avoid the ridiculous amount of gridlock that's about to shut down lower Manhattan. Since it's so nice out and they've still got those ginormous bonuses to burn anyway... I'm just saying.


And not for nothing, I can't tell you the last time I watched an episode of South Park. To be honest, white frat boy humor has never really been my cup of tea or should I say bottle of beer. But there;s something kind of unsettling about the fact that an episode of a freaking cartoon can cause a terrorist group to issue death threats like they were coupons for Macy's weekly 1-day sale.

*blank stare with 3 long blinks*

Dear Lord, I'm trying to be a better person in 20100 but there are moments I tell ya... There are moments.

Wednesday, April 21, 2010

take that sucka...

Words cannot express how happy this video made me this morning. The idea of a single, 89-year old woman popping off at the scumbag who kicked in her front door and attempted to burglarize her home in the middle of the night with extra, extra old school pistol... GIVES. ME . LIFE.

Good 'ole Beatrice talking about, "I'm not a good shot, but I'm not afraid."

Mmm-hmmm...You better get it Granny!

Tuesday, April 20, 2010

minus two...

As much as I try to appreciate all the blessings I've received in life, it's embarrassing to admit how many things I still take for granted. Today's joint loss of Civil Rights Leader and Educator Dr. Dorothy Irene Height and Hip-Hop pioneer Guru is beyond tragic, it's a wake-up call.

We can all do a little more to make a difference in the lives of people we may never meet.


*lights a white candle*

Monday, April 19, 2010

all the money in the world...

Money can really bring out the worst in people... especially folks like Douglas Spink.

When times got bad for this former 90s venture capitalist and admitted adrenaline junkie he was like what the hell, I think I'll become a drug kingpin. And don't you know dude basically started transporting millions of dollars worth of coke and marijuana back and forth across the Canadian border.


And when that 2nd career choice didn't exactly pan out (he was arrested back in 2005, then quickly snitched his way into a lenient 3 year sentence. So much for the code of silence, huh?), dude said fuckkit, guess I'll just start a bestiality farm.


Uh-huh, you read that correctly.

Business was so crazy, when the investigators raided the hideout they seized THOUSANDS of images/ videos of folks having sex with the animals. 'But wait on it... one of the videos featured a man having sex with a dog. And don't you know that same man was at the farm the day of the raid? Wearing the same outfit that he had on in the flick????

I swear, I couldn't make it up if I wanted to.

Now here's my only question... Where the hell is PETA and all those crazy folks that were calling for Michael Vick's head NOW? How come they aren't rallying around the jailhouse in Washington demanding that this man be sent to the electric chair behind this craziness? Say what you want but I'm willing to bet that grown men weren't shoving mice up each other's asses ANYWHERE on Michael Vick's property.

The End.

Friday, April 16, 2010

no return postage due...

Even though there's no such thing as a weekend for the self-employed, I really do love the idea of a Friday. Yep. Love 'em almost as much as I hate psychopaths, rapists, child abusers. Blank Stare. 'Cause I don't care who snatched your teddy bear from you as a child, I simply will never have any sympathy for those who get off on hurting other people.

Today's example: 24 year old Brandon Joshua-Frederick Hayes.

This wack ass white boy systematically beat and tortured his girlfriend's 4-year old son to DEATH. Why? Because the kid had nightmares and couldn't stop wetting his pants. Oh, that and he was salty because the little boy's father refused to pay child support so it 'became his burden.' (As if this illiterate fool had a real job. Apparently, he sold drugs out of their apartment for a living)


You know, I think we can all pretty much agree that Brandon and the mother need to go have a seat in an electric sometime very soon. Cause I simply behooves me how any woman could continue to willing live with a man that's beating your own flesh and blood so viciously that he winds up brain dead. So perhaps, a quick trip back to God will help you do better on the next go round. I'm just saying.

But not for nothing, I think there's definitely something to be said about the unnamed dead beat dad as well. I wonder if men realize that when they walk away from their kids they leave them susceptible to this type of abuse. Like, even if you wanted absolutely NOTHING to do with the mother, its still your baby. How can you show such a complete disregard for your own offspring? I just don't get it...

How are you gonna live with yourself knowing that this creep used your lack of character and responsibility to MURDER your own son?

Good luck.

Thursday, April 15, 2010

it aint right but i understand...

Please don't let the recent jump in the Dow Jones fool you. Unfortunately, hard times from this international recession seem to be far from over. And therefore, we should all continue to be on the lookout for the crazy. Cause just when you least expect it, it's out there.

Case in point: The 65 year-old woman in Amsterdam that felt like she had been overcharged on monthly utility bill.

Apparently grandma tried to contact the utilities company to dispute the outrageous bill (which was almost $84,000 American bucks) but the electricity got cut off before she could make the call. So when the utilities worker showed up talking about he was gonna cut off all her service, don't you know homegirl LOCKED THAT ASS UP!?!?!?


Mmm-hmm, talking about, she wasn't letting him turn off a damn thing until the company addressed the cause of the overpayment and set up some sort of payment plan. But wait on it... why the police had to come and arrest 'ole girl before she was willing to let dude go??? I can't.

Imagine trying to explain to your family and friends that you were trapped and locked up by a damn senior citizen. DEAD. I know that dude was pissed! Here he probably thought it was going to be an in-and-out job. At most, lasting no more than 15 min. Uh-uh, not even close... Senior Sally was on some straight Stephen King, MISERY type 'ish. Trapping folks like wild animals!

Tell you what- I don't care what his salary was before this, they just don't pay enough for the crazy I tell ya. Nope, not at all.

Tuesday, April 13, 2010

no bible beating allowed...

I had an interesting conversation about dating, marriage and religion with an old friend from college that I've recently reconnected with thanks the wonders of Facebook. Before I go in, let me give you a little background on dude- He is a good looking, intelligent, well traveled, African American in his early 30s that resides in Atlanta. With his wife and multiple kids- so, there'll be none of that type of scandal in this post thank you very much.

Anyhoo, to quickly sum the exchange up: First, he spent what felt like 3 hours steady grilling me about who I was dating, all the potential I was wasting by dating what he deemed as the wrong types of guys, why I refuse to move to Atlanta and of course, why it was really my fault that I'm not married yet.

SIDEBAR: have you ever noticed how much ADVICE married people feel COMPELLED to give their single friends?? As if being single is such a TERRIBLE affliction. And since they're no longer in the same boat, they just HAVE to help you get out too??

Then (when he finally paused to take a breath) I countered with: 'Since you're so confident there are HOARDS of overlooked eligible Black men out there restlessly waiting for me to get my life together and find them, why don't you introduce me to a few? You know, kinda like, put your money where your mouth is?'

Well to what should be no one's amazement, he immediately changed his tune.

His NEW song and dance became even shadier: while all of his single friends are intelligent, great looking, in their late early 30s, allegedly above & beyond eligible, and actively looking to get married in the near future; NONE are be willing to enter a serious relationship with a woman of a different faith. Mind you, when he said different, he wasn't talking about a Christian to a Muslim or even Jehovah's Witness to Jewish. Oh no. He was a specific as Protestant to Catholic. And since my faith lends itself more towards deeply committed spiritually than any conventional organized religions, he wouldn't feel COMFORTABLE introducing me to any of his boys.

So much for all my potential, huh? *SIDE-EYE*

For the record, it has never in a million years occurred to me to disqualify a potential mate based on faith. Truth be told, I've even dated a guy who was so "religious" he felt the need to repent for his sins every time we had sex b/c I wasn't "saved." (Yeah, I wish I was making that up too.)

But back to the convo with 'ole boy... So at the end of the morn ('cause for the record, his happily married behind called me at midnight) I still refused to believe that the majority of people that I know would agree with him and disqualify a potential mate because the individual was Protestant and he/she was Baptist. But it did make me wonder how many folks are as liberal minded as i am when it comes to marrying someone of a drastically different faith. So of course, I asked.

73% of you guys said you wouldn't do it
26% of you said it wouldn't matter

Interesting. I guess as folks get older and go through real life trials and tribulations, being specific about faith matters more... And I wish you all good luck with that. 'Cause please believe, as long as a man is mature, open-minded and recognizes some kinda higher power the doors of MY church will remain what? WIDE open.

Let the choir sing.

guess the stove ain't hot enuf...

Well all righty then.

So I just finished reading the related articles about the Georgia DA's decision not to pursue sexual assault charges against Pittsburgh Steeler quarterback Ben Roethlisberger. Hmm... Although I'm gonna assume that dude is innocent of these charges- especially since the alleged victim refuses to press criminal charges- I'm just so confused as to why in the WORLD would this man put himself in this position any DAMN way??? Following the random drunk chick into a Georgia bar bathroom? Really Ben???


Professional athletes are a special brood I tell you....

Monday, April 12, 2010

keep ya enemies close...

I went to bed thinking that I was going to HAVE to write today's post about the ridiculousness that is the new VH1 reality show, Basketball Wives. I mean, how can the show honestly say it offers an insider's view of the trials & tribulations that accompany marriage to a high profile basketball player when only one of the six participants is married. And even more importantly, I don't recognize her husband at ALL (shoot, there's not even a wikipedia entry on dude).


Seems like the show should be described as an insider's view of NBA bitterest baby mamas, ex-girlfriends, ex-fiancees and ex-wives. Cause it certainly looks like the game got the best of this group of women. I don't care how much money or plastic surgery you have, it won't ever disguise that run-thru / over-compromised appearance of woman whose been used up in her prime and discarded with zero respect. I'm just saying.

But THEN, I saw the CNN news story about the latest beef between the United States State Department and the Russia Government. Apparently Russia is threatening to shut down ALL adoptions to families in America not now but RIGHT NOW. Why you ask?

Well, apparently some random white couple in middle America decided that the 7-year old Russian kid they adopted was some type of violent psychopath. Talking about the little boy had a list of people that he wanted to hurt and number one on the list was his American mom.


And so they what? Sent that little serial killer right back to the motherland all by his damn self. Mmm-hmm... just. like. that. But wait on it... Before putting him on the plane the adoptive father, Torry Hansen packed a one-sentence note in homeboy's backpack talking about:
"I am sorry to say that for the safety of my family, friends and myself I no longer wish to parent this child."

OMG, if this ain't the damn storyline from Orphan, I don't know what it is. SMH. Tell you what, I'll take me a little knucklehead from the hood a million times over before I start searching for some damn foreign baby that can't even say I hate you in English. No offense.

*starts tossing holy water like I'm popping champagne*

Friday, April 9, 2010

proper use of the word slut...

Well surprise, surprise, somehow my upstanding behind didn't get selected for the month-long criminal case involving wire taps, cocaine, ecstacy and 2 Puerto Rican from the Dykeman Projects in the Bronx. BLANK STARE

Gee, I wonder if it had something to do with the judge's question: do you know anyone that's been convicted of a crime?

Anyhoo, while I'm holed up here on 100 Centre Street waiting for my last day of service to end, it looks like the state of marriage continues to rapidly deteriorate. Not only did lameass Tiki Barber leave his pregnant wife of 11 years for an intern but it seems Garcelle Beauvais-Nillion's husband has also been outted for his five year affair. So how many celebrity husbands are in the shit house behind women probabaly not worth the gum on the bottom of my shoe: Steve Phillips, Tiger Woods, Shaq, Jesse James, Tiki Barber... Nice, very nice.

Keep it classy ya'll.

But not for nothing, there's been such a varied response to the cheating by all the wives. Don't ya think? Let's see, Steve Phillips wife sued him and homegirl, Elin chased Tiger's ass with a golf club, Shawnee snatched kids and went to LA, Sandra straight disappeared, Giny Barber immediately started crying to the press and good 'ole Garcelle... Well Ms. Thang sent a damn email to the ENTIRE talent agency where her husband works. Mmm-hmm, talking about:
"I found out today that MY husband of almost 9 yrs has been having an affair for 5 yrs with some slut in Chicago. I am devastated!!!! And I have been duped!! Our boys don't deserve this!"


I gotta say, it's been a bad run for unfaithful men over the past 7 months. And sure, I'd like to be optimistic about the situation. Cause you know, not everyone has to put his hand on the fire to figure out that it burns. But it's just... I mean honestly? Interns, waitresses, low budget internet porn stars, party promoters and your homeboy's fiancee? It's a lot. Le sigh.

Jesus be the secret bank account in your mama's maiden name.

Thursday, April 8, 2010

one angry woman...

So for the record, this whole jet lag thing is NO joke. Not for nothing, I'm not necessarily working with a full deck until at least 10 o'clock in the morning. So please believe when I tell you that 8 am hasn't felt this early since I was in college trying to make it to a Chemistry class the morning after an A Phi A jump-off.... But I digress.

Anyhoo, now add to to the muddled equation that for the next two days, I'll be sitting for jury duty.


Oh jeez, they're calling us... Wish me luck!

Wednesday, April 7, 2010

spirit sucks anyway...

Here's the thing- I understand that the rising prices of gasoline makes the cost of air travel ridiculous. So as much as I resent the idea, if I insist on checking a bag, then I simply suck it up and pony up the extra moolah. End of the story. But there is a limitation to the stupidity. And ladies and gentlemen, I do believe Spirit Airlines has jumped the shark.

According to Metro Newspaper, as of August 1st Spirit Airlines intends to charge passengers up to $45 for any carry-on luggage they store in the overhead compartments. No hun, you read that correctly- you can only bring one item that fits under your seat or you're going to be charged an additional fee.

Oh and wait on it... when questioned about the new policy the smartass Chief Operating Officer of Spirit Ken McKenzie replied, "Bring less, pay less. It's simple."


Err-um Kenny boy, how about this - More fees, less passengers. That's simple too.

Seriously? This is ridiculous. How often does the average person board a plane to go somewhere that only requires one change of clothes and a toothbrush? So what, now you're going to have folks blocking access to the aisles because they're trying to cram an overnight bag under the seat to save $50.

Boo, hiss, boo.

Monday, April 5, 2010

final boarding call...

Sooo I felt my first earthquake yesterday afternoon... well the aftershocks at least.

Gotta say, as much as I enjoy hanging out in LaLa Land, I'm not a fan. And despite the BFF assuring me that it wasn't nearly as bad as it could've been, I was genuinely scared as hell when the windows and the walls started shaking. Oh and did I mention how long it lasted? Oh yeah, the walls didn't just shake a little something and stop like I've always imagined. No sir, everything kept rockin' for a good minute or so. Mm-hmm... Survey says no thank you.

But I will say, I was a true New Yorker about it. I didn't scream, I didn't run, I just got very, very quiet. In fact, all I did was ask Carla why the floor was suddenly moving under my feet. And as soon as she said, "Because we're there's an earthquake going on," I immediately found my behind a seat on the couch and what? Shut the hell up til it was over. Matter of fact, I didn't really start talking about an hour later when we finally left the apartment and were outside in the free and clear- 'cause I didn't want to tempt the fates.


I know, I know, don't judge me. But please believe that the kid will NOT be missing her flight home tomorrow.

Thursday, April 1, 2010

worth the waste of time...

Well lookey here! Just when I was getting completely bored by all of my fave gossip blogs, the NYT has identified what they consider to be 'The Rising Stars of Gossip Blogs.'

Ahh, praise the good Lord for the tools of procrastination!

Although it should come as no surprise that 9 out of 10 of the aforementioned blogs cater solely to mainstream celebs/ interests (read: what white people like and spend ridiculous amounts of free time wondering about). *side-eye* I'm still happy to have a couple of options to my tad bit tiresome DListed, Necole Bitchie and YBF line-up. No offense.

So I guess we shall see if any of these newcomers ultimately warm the blood like a good Crunk & Disorderly post... Or will my wandering mouse be right back to Bossip for the half-cocked tomfoolery.