making poor chris work harder...

It's amazing what a great video will do for a song, huh? 'Cause even though I still don't want to hear it in the club or the radio, this right here almost- I said, ALMOST- makes her obvious ode to wrist slicing and lethal pill popping bearable as an idea.

Get it Rih-Rih!

three days to go...

I hate rainy Fridays. Something about it just takes the joy out of my countdown to the weekend. Sigh. But I guess we are in the middle of fall, so I shouldn't complain too much. At least there's no snow on the ground.

On an up note, the new Jimmy Choo for H&M shoe and clothing line goes on sale tom morning. Not that my ass is going to be getting up anywhere near early (I've got my girl Tricia's wedding to attend tonight), it's nice to know that the average person (with a foot size between 5 and 9) can now enjoy the fabulosity. Step lively ladies.

And the happiest news of the dreary day, the tickets for the Lady Gage/ Kid Cudi show at Radio City are about to go on sale. Needless to say, I'll be cutting this little entry short to jump on Ticketmaster.com and cop mine.

Consider it an early bday present.... hint, hint.

gone baby gone...

It sure is hard being a parent nowadays, huh? Not that I would know a damn thing about it BUT I gotta admit, reading the recall notice on ALL the Maclaren strollers sold in the US since 1999 kinda made my childless-by-choice nerves bad.

I'm saying, not one or two but TWELVE little kids had a finger chopped off? Woah.

But wait on it... Apparently Maclaren has known about the manufacturing defect for FIVE years. And yet, did absolutely nada. Talking about they were under no legal obligation to report the issue... Err-um, please feel free to insert the classic *Blank Stare W/ Three Blinks*

As if there isn't enough things in the world to worry about when it comes to the babies? Now, you gotta be careful you don't "traumatically amputate" a finger or two? Uh-uh, no thank you.

we still like it a lil' thugged out...

Aside from my steadily growing girl crush on Lady Gaga, there's not much about today's music that raises an eyebrow from me anymore. It all seems like one long song about a guy who's either trying to get to get his girl back after a long list of offenses or trying to pour champagne down the next chick's throat on her birthday. *Dead Fish Eyes* That is up until I heard about Ghostface Killer's new R&B-style album, Ghostdini Wizard of Poetry in Emerald City.... Pause.

Er-um really, Ghostini? Really?

Mind you, Ghostface has long been my pick for the sexiest of all the multiple Wu-Tang members. (Um, don't act like that fool wasn't completely off the chain in the 'Chercez La Ghost' video rockin' the kelly green full length and du-rag... No? Okay, perhaps that was just me and my proclivity for the extra ignorant 'ish.) But still. As much as I want GK to succeed and be some sort of relevant, I simply can't co-sign on the waxing poetic w/ extra suspect John Legend.

Yeah, I said it.

last train stop...

Hmm, does anyone care about this alleged Jennifer Lopez "sex" tape that might be coming out? Wait, here's an even better question- Does anyone remember Jennifer Lopez? *crickets*

Yeah, that's what I figured. So real talk, was it Marc Anthony or Kim Kardashian that stole her life? 'Cause its not like she was ever more than a wavy-haired big butt and a smile... No offense. I'm just unclear who are the "fans" that she doesn't want to see her in these unguarded moments (apparently she's filmed admiring herself in a bra/ panty set, being spanked and jumping on the back of a motorcycle sans drawers) to the tune of $10 million dollars. Feel free to insert DEAD FISH EYES right here.

Err-um, good luck with that mamacita.