Thursday, January 15, 2009

Fried Food = Nirvana.

Correction, dear friend. A deep fryer is not just "mini heaven on earth," but it is in fact, actually HEAVEN ON EARTH. Hmmm, I can start deep frying my own pork chops. Yum.

And, while I would like to think that Blackstar has some kinda emotional love for me, I'm pretty sure it is his love for food and poontang that keeps him around. He is, after all, a man. As the oh-so-eloquent Foxy Brown would say, da ill na na will keep yo' man straight! I'm not a total moron (although, my actions may indicate otherwise).

Of course, Blackstar is shady grady. But he's also really charming and a hottie ... which explains why he knows so many people and can talk his way into and out of anything. He's like all industry folks ... talentless but easy on the eyes, so there's a lot of forgiveness. Seriously! The dumbest people I ever met in the legal profession were entertainment lawyers. Yeah, I done said it and I'm not taking it back. Let's just say the academic expectations in Hollywood are phenomenally low. Yeah, that's right, I done said it again. Though on the plus side, entertainment lawyers tend to look much cuter than other lawyers. I dare anyone to compare the lawyers in Century City with that in downtown LA, and I guarantee that you will come to this same conclusion.

Anyway, there is Blackstar backlash. I'm going to go visit Whitestar today ... at least with Whitestar, I never feel like I have to suck in my gut or put on a face full of makeup, which is nice.

AND, did I mention I love me some American Idol??!!?? There was a cute white girl from Minnesota on last night that made it through to Hollywood and her listed occupation? BUBBLE TEA MAKER. haha. Love it. I always enjoy seeing what people list as their current state of employment ... my other fave was the "sandwich maker" ... I think the PC term is actually "sandwich artist."

Alright, I'm ghost like Swayze. Peace to your moms.

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