Archive for April, 2007

Guaranteed Fresh

Guaranteed Fresh

Clifford and Tameka kiss and make up, again. And I told you this would happen, again. [YBF]

Real talk, who keeps inviting her to events? [Juicy News]

Ron Mexico breaks down the video for “Lip Gloss” [Talkin' Videos]

J.Lo Earns $30,000 a minute at a private concert [The Secret Diaries of Janice Combs]

I love how trashy you are, Amy Winehouse [Nova Slim]

My car, my money, my tangled eye, my low budget video [Concrete Loop]

YouTube Clip of the Day

YouTube Clip of the Day

Now this is the type of cocaine rap that I like to hear. I promise you if a DJ were to play this song in a club the crowd would go wild. I stood in front of my computer and did “The Gator” for about three minutes straight.

Meet Murphy Brown

Meet Murphy Brown


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The sky is falling, the sky is falling! Johnny Gill’s universe just came crashing down.


Scary Spice Melanie Brown posing with her baby daughter Angel on the front of OK! magazine. Although the father has not been confirmed Melanie has given her daughter the name Angel Iris Murphy Brown, saying “Murphy as that’s her Father”. Melanie spoke about her relationship with Eddie claiming “Our relationship was amazing. The minute we met, the attraction was instant.” Melanie then went on to talk about how it all ended saying “I’d been on a flight at the time. I was shocked and then I felt a bit disgusted. We were madly in love with each other then this happens.”

Get The *Beep* Outta Here

Get The *Beep* Outta Here

Russell Simmons told Oprah that yoga and meditation helped him reach his inner source and get rid of “worthless noise.”

“All of us know there’s a source that connects all of us. There’s a voice inside of you, something that connects us all, and when you’re in touch with that it allows you access to anything.”

Right on. My inner voice sounds a lot like Buffy the Human Beat Box from the Fat Boys and tells me to eat carbs. But I’ll save the rest of that story for another time. Hiccup-hiccup-hic-hic-hiccup.

The godfather of hip-hop issued a statement yesterday calling for the recording industry’s removal of the words “b**ch,” “ho” and “n***er” in all of its future recordings.

“We recommend that the recording and broadcast industries voluntarily remove/bleep/delete the misogynistic words ‘bitch’ and ‘ho’ and the racially offensive word ‘n***er.’,” Simmons and Chavis said in a joint statement.

The statement requests that the three words should be considered with the same objections to obscenity as “extreme curse words.” (source)

Uncle Russ looks like Michael from Good Times whenever he made a tangy comment to J. J. about having all the chicks in the first picture. Just thought I would toss that in there for good measure.

Well Alrightie Then

Well Alrightie Then


I don’t understand why so many people are up in arms over this picture of MJ gettin’ his groove on in Cabo. When I read the subject line “Michael Jordan Like You Never Seen Him Before” in my inbox the first time I just knew that there would be some form of t-bagging involved. I damn near gave myself a wicked case of carpal tunnel trying to get a peak.

But it was this.

How Do I Love Thee?

How Do I Love Thee?

Sanjaya at the Nickelodeon studios in NYC

If you thought that my loyalty and admiration for Sanjaya would end once he was voted off of AI think again!

Unlike the stans of recent years, when I love an artist I love them forever. Yeah, I see the tween queens in the audience at 106 & Park gushing over Bobby Valentino but that doesn’t move me. Let’s wait and see how they are going to feel about him once he’s back on fries. Orders up, hoe.

Sanjaya will have 100 dreams about people tossing yellow stilettos at him on stage before I let the public hurt him again. Once was enough.

Since his departure from the singing competition he has been popping up virtually every where. On Monday raped my soul (again) on Regis and Kelly before heading off to Letterman.

The Hottest Red Carpet In Town

The Hottest Red Carpet In Town

Luenell // Coco Johnson & Danny Bondaduce at “The Hills” cd release party

If you combined the net worth of all the famous faces on the red carpet last night you still wouldn’t have enough money to buy the cheapest package for your neice’s prom pictures. Trust me I’ve tried.

Leave it to Donkey to show up and show out. The young fella came through with some bubonic chronic that was skrong enough to make Danny Bondaduce choke. I guess he heard about his divorce and what not.

I’m not even tripping off of that though. LaMike is really hungry for my attention. The boy done went (yes, done went) and cut his hair!

More Bizzy Bone

More Bizzy Bone

Bizzy in 2006

Unbeknownst to me, Bizzy’s crazy seeds have been cultivating for some time now. What a shame.

I have teamed up with Al Sharpton and the minds behind FUBU (ha!) to create a non-profit organization for hip-hop artists who have fallen along the way side. I would hate to be at the park one day with my future son tossing around the pig skin and see Lord Tariq and Peter Gunz eating out of the trash can.

Uptown baby, uptown baby! I haven’t said that since junior high, oh what a feeling.

[Thanks Mike]

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