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August 21 2009
Yesterday I was listening to Big Boy in the morning. Mike apparently hasn’t been buried and is in a freezer at Forest lawn. Joe been talking like he is supposed to be buried on his birthday then it got pushed back to the 31st. Now they are talking about September 3rd. The brothers got ok’d for a reality show on A&E and claim that it was in the works before Mike passed. I had been hearing about the prospect for a minute now so it could have very well been in the works before he passed. I’ll be glad when I get to the internet so I can look for Mike Bday events. I want to go to Neverland. I kind of want to figure out if I can take his birthday off in case there is something going on earlier in the day.
5 o’clock in the morning has officially kicked my ass. I don’t know how much longer I can go on like this. I can just NEVER get enough sleep.
You ever have a dream and don’t remember what it was about, but you don’t feel right when you wake up? It’s like the remnants are haunting me in a disturbing way.
Why was there a million hours of Project Runway last night? I was sleepy as hell and had to record the Models of the Runway show. I didn’t know Santino was on Runway. I remember from RuPaul’s Drag Race. All of that shit he was talking and his line was atrocious. He’s huge too! Big Bird-esque. I want Korto to make one of my wedding day dresses I just love everything she makes. The new people….glad Ari is gone. She bothered me with her aloofness. That gay Ramon former neurosurgeon dude looks like Chance from I Love New York. I’m interested din seeing more of Epperson.
Oh, now that my 3 months TV hiatus is over, I was able to catch a glimpse of Conan O’Brien on the Tight Show and my mind is at ease. He brought his blue set with i’m and Andy Richter and some of the band members are back. I was so afraid he was going to have to abandon the very things and comedic format that made him a success in the first place. I hope his ratings get better. I won’t be watching the show, but I hope someone does. Haven’t watched late night TV religiously since early college.
I might have run over a very light colored desert mouse/rat on my way home the other night. It’s like that white mouse with the disease episode of Tom & Jerry or something.
Why is Keith Richards still alive? He falling out of trees and shit. Guess the cocaine preserves in all forms.
I just have t reiterate how interesting it is to talk to other colored peoples about white folks and America. It’s really eye opening. Now if only we can move this dialogue in a productive, powerful direction we could take over the world…well at least try to takeover r the world every night like Pinky & the Brain.
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