Dick Clark had a point when he called music the soundtrack of our lives. I can recall on a whim the soul and hard funk music that surrounded my 70s childhood, the beginnings of rap and hip-hop during my teen years in the 80s, along the same time as my discovery of new wave, alternative, and classic rock (Vive le…

+1 for being a unionized employee!

NO big. I have weird ass toes too. Four toes are the exact same length, and the pinky toe is curled over in such a way that it's 1/2 the length of the others. My kids find it endlessly amusing. It occasionally makes my shoes wear out in odd places, but, eh, it could be worse.

I like this piece. If the writer's axiom is "Don't tell; show.", this piece reminds us that sometimes telling is perfectly acceptable. This was an album review, not The Great American Novel. You can absolutely tone it down a notch with the artsy stuff.

Dear God in Heaven, the butthurt!

I meant to convey that had the drugs not taken her down like they did, she would have likely reached Diana Ross/Barbra Streisand/Cher levels of legend.

Yeah. Back then I was hanging around with people that were SERIOUSLY trying to break into the industry, and as such were hanging around at after hours clubs in between auditions and what not. JEBUS, the stories I heard from back then! I don't see how anyone can survive the entertainment industry, what with all of…

Who's up for a girl's night out trip to go see this movie? There will be dinner, wine, and controlled screaming in the movie theater, followed up with dessert and coffee somewhere decadent.

Bobby Brown is going to go down in history as the man who not only destroyed someone who could have possibly become a musical legend, but also destroyed the life of his daughter as well. I had always heard that Bobby Brown was a truly vile human being, but this just confirms it.

+1 for the picture. She is the cutest thing, ever!

We already have that place. Two of them actually. Texas and Florida.

The first movie never pretended to be deep. It was a bunch of men trying to make their money with the best asset they figured they had at their disposal. The club owner wanted to move to a bigger market making more money, Channing Tatum's character wanted to make his money and get out. The rest is all execution. A…

We're gonna have roast rabbit! We're gonna have roast rabbit!

I know I am an official Old, especially considering the fact that I grew up watching Fat Albert on Saturday mornings with my older sister (OK. The theme from that show is still one of my favorite cartoon themes of all time), and was in my teens during The Cosby Shows historic run.

We are in Southern California, and Boy Howdy, does it get dry at night around here. No asthma attacks recently, but I know with spring and summer coming, I need to get ready.

We are in Southern California, and Boy Howdy, does it get dry at night around here. No asthma attacks recently, but…

*raises hand*

*raises hand*

Dear Stacey Dash: Please stop talking before I realize that I hate you.

Well. Being also Plain of Feature and certainly overweight, I will be certain to check my 20 years of IT experience, ability to work with even the most difficult of personalities, and two very well raised children at the door, because alas, I am deemed "not fuckable" by popular standards.

+1000000000 for Earth, Wind and Fire AND The Emotions! I am going to be listening to this all night. BTW, Phillip Bailey is the one with the super high voice.

Cue gratuitous Tom Petty and the Heartbreakers reference: