sorry about the spelling.
just a couple quickies. it makes me chortle that katie perry was terrified of her parents' finding out that she was going to get D-I-V-O-R-C-E'd but she's perfectly comfortable up there on the stage re-enacting MATRIX 4HORE's s&m scene in front of 14.8 trillion people. chortle. adele is a musician's singer, and i'm sick and tired of all these goddamn limies with their perfect time feels. (see also christopher martin and joss stone) it also makes me guffaw to see her just kind of stand there and sing without all those faggotted dancers gyrating to last year's cheese, literally. follow that, skeeziks! then there's that one old guy who used to be a beetle. beatle. beetle? also, i don't like to hate, but i really do hate sarah palin. and i wouldn't have turned away had she made her grammy debut in the BEST IGNORANT TWAT CATCHING ON FIRE EXPLODING category. oh well. and finally, consider mitt singing "oh beautiful" and fletch singing the national anthem and then saying, "that's right, i said it, hug a cop." now figure out which is funnier. also, whitney was a singer's singer, and that douche nozzled talentless bobby brown got her hooked on the junk and she never got off it. she went from genius to punchline well on her way to where are they now status. too bad she was the first pop star to dare to hit the middle of the note since karen carpenter, and that they both got killed by rolling stone and rolling stones: karen by her mom, and whitney by a house nigger. (see also etta james) lastly, glen/glenn campbell seemed always to be on the radio when dad and i took road trips. good guitar player, bad coke head. i blame tanya, also devoid of talent. glenn's forgotten more about country music than we'll ever learn, or he'll ever remember. (see also bad taste) and one more thing: i have a great deal of affection for all you guys. we'll get through this. but fuck is it cold.