Tuesday, December 20, 2005

Random Things - Tia






I'm usually a fan of Beyonce's. I'm not gonna lie. I liked Check On It the minute I heard it in St Louis last month. I did not, however, like the video for Check On It. I guess I shouldn't have expected much since the song isn't really about anything. But the video is nothing more that exhaustive clips ad nauseam of her gyrating and bouncing around in front of pink backgrounds. I was so bored that I changed before the video ended. I will say that I appreciate the fact that she is reppin' the thick girls. I don't care what anyone says. Beyonce is a thick broad. She makes me want to keep my stuff in shape.

If you feel so inclined, you can check out the video on
Launch.

NOOOOOOOO

I just found out that Danny Masterson, our favourite bi-racial character from That 70s Show is a scientologist. Noooo, boo. Don't go out like that.

I don't know a lot about scientology. Nothing at all really, except that the more you pay the higher you go. Or something like that. But if you're going to turn out like Tom Cruise and Katie Holmes then you gotta wonder what the heck is going on over there. Have you seen Katie lately? In every photo I see of her she either looks like Jerry Hall from the first Batman after the Joker turned her brain into mush or she has that plastered, "what the hell happened? Get me the hell out of here!!!" smile on her face. Somebody please help that poor child out. I bet when she dreamed about marrying Tom when she was younger she didn't think that she'd be knocked by a guy who subscribes to a cult that believes that you can't scream/talk/cry while in labour. You can tell a man made up this religion. I wish I would go through something that's equivalent to squeezing a bag of sugar out of my nose and not make a sound. You must be out your whole feeble mind.

Heeeeeeey Brody

So allegedly this is a picture of Adrien Brody and his girlfriend.

(Was the above picture taken before or after this happened?

Because they look real happy and I know I would be all kinds of pissed if my man rolled up on Halle Berry like it was his job.)

We love us some Adrien around here. I'm not sure when it started but it came to its full fruition for me when I saw The Restaurant. Brody was officially on the map. That little skinny Polish man could holla at me. For real. (I saw King Kong the other night. It was okay. But thank God Adrien was in it. I don't know that I could have lasted 3 hours with anyone else. )

My question, though, is this: Does Brody not know that he can be down? His girlfriend appears to be pigment challenged. Not that that's a problem. But I just wonder if he knows that the sistahs will holla. This one in particular. I know he's down for the cause. And he has been a suspect for a while. So one just wonders if he knows he can come on over.

MJB

I've only heard a few cuts off of Mary's new album. But I'm feeling it. (ooooh and I'm Goin' Down is on. Remember that flaxen haired white boy
kissin' the fool out of that Cho-CO-Late sistah? That has nothing to do with why I love Mary but it sure doesn't hurt.) Anyway, I have been running the fool out of Be Without You. I think Toya said it best when she said that it sounds like "old Mary." And my BA-B-Y Terrence Howard is in the video. Lord I love that man. He is so BEAUTIFUL.

This is so wrong. And so funny.



No, no, no - don't pee in your pants
I have been out on the Black Eyed Peas for a while now. I honestly, didn't think it was a good idea putting a girl in the group in the first place. I don't care who it was. I wasn't a huge fan before the girl but it just didn't seem like a good idea. But then they had a few nominal hits and I got on board. Then it all went downhill.

That My Humps song is just...it's just hell. Period. It is easily the worst song of the last 5 years. I mean. Horrible. I hate it. And I was becoming on un-fan since the release of the second album. But that My Humps crap pretty much sent me over the edge.

The discovery of this picture however, closed the door, locked it and buried it in an alternate universe.

How the story goes, she was just too drunk to realize that she was not a boy. She dropped trou at a concert in Australia and let the madness fly. She initially claimed it was sweat. Ummm...yeah...okay. She finally 'fessed up. But at this point it doesn't really matter.

There is no excuse


Monique is usually representing for the big girls. So I guess leg warmers are in. That was mean. Forgive me. But for real, what was she thinking? (picture courtesy of concreteloop.com)

I think I'm finished. Besides, VH1Soul is playing a block of Mary J. Blige videos and I am too caught up to type anything further.

Laters

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