Yesterday was the first day of spring, so it's time to do some spring cleaning. Here are some subjects I meant to address in the past few weeks:
- The Flavor of Love finale delivered the goods in a BIG way. New York (the "woman" not the city) had sex with Flava Flav (yuck) and then LOST. Tremendous ending. I think my favorite moment was the final ceremony during which New York told Hoopz that she and Flav made "beautiful music" together. Hoopz's response (which was bleeped, but I'm an excellent lip reader): "If you open your legs and let a nigger fuck, he's gonna fuck." Who says romance is dead? Just outstanding work on this program. My hat's off to all involved.
- Not even giving me enough time to rest, VH1 has launched yet another season of The Surreal Life, the granddaddy of them all. I worry about the quality of this season, as past seasons have set the bar quite high. But from the previews, it seems like we're going to be just fine, kittens. At the very least, we've got a Tawny Kitaen meltdown in our future, so it can't be all that bad. Plus, VH1 is going to be showing a Flavor of Love reunion this weekend. Screw my atheism: there is a God and he LOVES me.
- I really enjoyed the games that I saw of the World Baseball Classic. As predicted by Kay's Father in the comments, the Japanese team won. As predicted by me, I couldn't muster up any enthusiasm for Team USA and was thrilled when the Canadians whooped them under the powerful bat of "Superstar" Adam Stern. Good times - it got me in the mood for baseball once again.
- Speaking of which, I'm not sure how I feel about this Bronson Arroyo for Willy Mo Pena trade, but my first instinct is that it's a good one. Pena is young and can absolutley crush. If the Sox are going to lose one of their seven million starting pitchers, I think Arroyo is the most expendable. And at the very least, Pena won't try our patience by making us listen politely to his Creed covers. At least I hope he won't.
Did I miss anything?
- The Flavor of Love finale delivered the goods in a BIG way. New York (the "woman" not the city) had sex with Flava Flav (yuck) and then LOST. Tremendous ending. I think my favorite moment was the final ceremony during which New York told Hoopz that she and Flav made "beautiful music" together. Hoopz's response (which was bleeped, but I'm an excellent lip reader): "If you open your legs and let a nigger fuck, he's gonna fuck." Who says romance is dead? Just outstanding work on this program. My hat's off to all involved.
- Not even giving me enough time to rest, VH1 has launched yet another season of The Surreal Life, the granddaddy of them all. I worry about the quality of this season, as past seasons have set the bar quite high. But from the previews, it seems like we're going to be just fine, kittens. At the very least, we've got a Tawny Kitaen meltdown in our future, so it can't be all that bad. Plus, VH1 is going to be showing a Flavor of Love reunion this weekend. Screw my atheism: there is a God and he LOVES me.
- I really enjoyed the games that I saw of the World Baseball Classic. As predicted by Kay's Father in the comments, the Japanese team won. As predicted by me, I couldn't muster up any enthusiasm for Team USA and was thrilled when the Canadians whooped them under the powerful bat of "Superstar" Adam Stern. Good times - it got me in the mood for baseball once again.
- Speaking of which, I'm not sure how I feel about this Bronson Arroyo for Willy Mo Pena trade, but my first instinct is that it's a good one. Pena is young and can absolutley crush. If the Sox are going to lose one of their seven million starting pitchers, I think Arroyo is the most expendable. And at the very least, Pena won't try our patience by making us listen politely to his Creed covers. At least I hope he won't.
Did I miss anything?
3 Comments:
i can't stop watching the reruns of the new surreal life.
you completely missed possibly one of my favorite lines, said by the "sexually frustrated transgender", alexis arquette:
"i'm having a surgery to remove my gentitalia, so if you want to try it out, you've got one last chance"
(ok, not a direct quote, but that was the basic idea of what he/she was trying to get across)
i can't wait to find out why tawny's nose is burning. ha!
I still think Selig should have followed his line of thought to its logical end, and fielded a team from Nazi Germany.
I'm just waiting for the Jamaican team to make a run at the thing so we can have a Disney movie about it starring Doug E. Doug or Doug E. Fresh or one of the Doug E's.
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