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When you hear it 50 million times at your favorite strip club/drag bar (not that I've ever seen a drag show) it kinda sinks in.
The "How Come I'm Just Hearing This?!" Award
This song pod up on the shuffle while I was walking the mall and I felt like I had just been pulled into Jackie Brown's caper. "Ray! Ray! Come out, Ray. He got away!"
Speaking of Etta, the "At Last!" Award goes to . ..
I've been looking for Labelle's "Goin' on a Holiday" for awhile. No digital copy nowhere. Luckily, I ran across it on compilation album when I went back to Carolina for the holiday.
Do you remember the things you did when you first started using the Web and how it has changed your life?
No more sheepish visits to the local newsstand to buy copies of Blue Boy and Black (& Latino) Inches. Yay! Online porn!
*Other than the one that was painfully dashed when i woke up this morning and read the news from Maine.
So I'm in some type of hotel banquet hall and there's a dessert buffet and I'm piling my plates with Brownies when an instrumental version of "They Way We Where" starts playing. I start to hum along to it and the woman next to me does too. I turn. It's Meagan Mullally from Will and Grace.
We give each other a knowing nod and then start in on a full-out duet. The crowd is eating up and loving us (and I'm neglecting my brownies)! A spotlight shines on entryway of the banquet hall and guess who makes an entrance. No, not Babs but Bernadette Peters!
Normally, I'd be happy to see her. However that's not the case when she starts to steal me and Megan's shine. She totally takes over our song. I leave out in a huff-- with my plate of brownies. Then I hear a hubbub inside. Someone says, "Streisand is here! And Eminem?!"
So I get over my ego and rush inside to see the two. It turns out they're only impersonators. So Meagan, me and Bernadette make nice and finish out the song together while the Babs and Eminem impersonators goof off in the background.
If not zombies, I'm convinced that the well regimented mall mommies are in training to take over the world. Sure chasing after me while pushing a stroller may slow them down a bit, but I gotta have even faster feet and build up my endurance.
Seems like with every turn I made in the mall this morning there was this poster staring at me and motivating me to move a little faster.
Because if some sassy Southern loud talking wealthy white lady takes me in (Dear God, Please!!! I's needs a magical white lady in my life!!!) and convinces me that football is my way to better life (or I get an unexpected invite to The 25th Annual White Party), I can't my ass looking as big, broad and bright enough to burn out a stadium full of people's corneas because of the glare. Seriously, you wouldn't think that Sandra Bullock would let herself go like that.
If you had to be trapped in a TV show for a month, which show would you choose?
What's the best new TV series this fall?
