Nice try, MTV

This morning I get an email from Daily Candy about the launch of a new MTV website that has nothing but music videos (side note - Who writes for Daily Candy?!  Their sheesh is so weak).  

Wowee wowee wow wow - what a concept!  Per Daily Candy they have "just about any video ever made on demand".  Now that's what I'm talking about.  Do I need to remind you guys that I was raised on a steady diet of MTV, The Monkees and The Love Boat?

So I immediately click on through to the site and try out their search function.  Of course, my first search is for Billy Idol (I could use a little "White Wedding" with my morning cuppa coffee).  And...they don't have it.  Next search is for "Mexican Radio".  And...they don't have it.  Then I screamed "Screw you, Martha Quinn!" and threw my remaining coffee onto the computer.  OK, no - I would never do that.  But I did close out of the MTV music site never to return.  Nice try, MTV - but if you don't have Billy Idol and/or Mexican Radio then you don't have IAH. 

Get well soon, Merle

Nobody sings the old country song subject trilogy (booze, women and freedom) like Merle Haggard. This song (my Merle favorite) makes me want to break up and drink away the day - and isn't that what life's really all about?

Here's to my second favorite Merle (Merle Sande is my #1 Merle)!  Get well soon.

Steve Guttenberg?!

Wish this happened in my local park - meow!

Purity balls?

Saw this show on Purity Balls on television - scary stuff.

I love the idea of promoting relationships between fathers and daughters but this is not the way. According to families in this purity movement a woman's worth is in her beauty and chastity. There is nothing more to look forward to than saving yourself (and your first kiss) for your wedding day. Um, yeah...

How about encouraging daughters to value their intelligence? To educate and challenge themselves? To develop into compassionate, responsible adults? Instead they are brainwashed into judgmental chattel who pass from being their father's property to their husband's property. Instead of embracing their sexuality it is taken away - first by their father and then by their husband.

Happy birthday, Vanilla Ice

He inspires me to cook MCs like a pound of bacon. Thank you, Vanilla Ice.

Excuse me - I have to shave stripes in my eyebrows now.

I'm in the mood for a hot steamer, are you?

I spotted this gem at the grocery this afternoon.  

Steamers.  That's right.  Steamers.  Who gave the thumbs up on this product name?!  And please note they come "with sauce"...

I imagine these are big sellers in Cleveland?  ;)

"What is oozing out of our ground?"

The best part isn't the poor spelling, errant apostrophes, her delusional ramblings or even the tricky camera work at the end. No - the best part is the siren in the background. Or that the credits say she lives in Northern California. Mommy - is that you?