Look! A Falling Star!

Well, by now I'm sure that all of you have seen the new Burger King commercials. You know, the ones where Darius Rucker of Hootie & the Blowfish fame (or noteriety, depending on your tastes) sings a little ditty. It's sad to think that he's fallen from a moderately successful singing career to singing jingles for Burger King.
To top off the whole thing, the outfit that they made him wear is sad. I'm embarassed for him. So Darius, buddy, please, get the Blowfish together again and do something better with your life. Please. For your sake.

A Tradition Continues

Well, it seems that some things will never change. As I look out my window and see snow coming down, and not just flurries, but inches upon inches, I once again have to thank my parents for sending us this weather. Where are they sending us this weather from? Hawaii of course. You see, they have this amazing ability to go somewhere warm during the winter, and then send us cold, snowy weather. It happens every time. So, thank you mom and dad and I hope you both get some sort of tropical disease in Hawaii. Just kidding. Sorta.

The Sad State of Virginia

Well, it's finally happened. Virginia has finally made me question it. I now live in a state that has done something more idiotic than elect the Terminator to a top political office. I now live in a state where if the Senate is as stupid as the House, I would have to pay a $50 fine for having my underwear showing. I had heard the story at work this week, but read about it, of all places, on AOL. I read the story and couldn't help but shake my head. I mean a fine, for showing your underwear. The state legislature is calling it a "lewd act," which means they are aroused by seeing a girls thong showing, but are at so old they don't know what do to with it. That was mean. I'm sorry. Sorta.
If this law passes, I propose that everybody in the state of Virginia drop their pants. Let the cops give out fines to all of us. That'll show 'em. Yeah, I didn't buy that either. Well, if it does pass I can't imagine it will last for very long, laws like that have a way of being overturned in courts, but it will go down in the history books as one of the dumber laws in Virginia, like the fact that during sexual intercourse the woman can only be on top if there is a witness. Actually...I kinda like that one.

End of Days

Well, it's official, the world is coming to an end. What could possibly signal me that the end of days is upon us? Well, while being a bum this fine morning and flipping through the channels, I happened to stop on VH1, not sure why, but it happened. Amazingly, they were actually playing videos. Sadly, I caught a video that nearly blinded me. No, not another Jessica Simpson video showing how much she "loves" her husband. No, this video starred Nelly (which is bad enough if you ask me) doing a duet (or featuring if you're into the "lingo") Tim McGraw. Go ahead, I'll give you a second to read that again and let it sink in.
The single/video "Over and Over", shows Nelly and Mr. McGraw pining for their loves, Nelly to some girl I don't know, and Tim to his lovely wife Faith Hill (his wife Brad, not yours). While I couldn't make myself sit through the whole thing, it was sad to see Tim actually seem to be taking the video seriously. I mean honestly, how can you be a best selling country singer, be married to one of the most famous women in music at the moment, and then go do a song with a "rapper" that really wants to be hardcore, but keeps coming up pop?
Having seen this, I'm waiting for the announcement that Tim McGraw and Faith Hill are getting divorced to be coming soon. If you'd like to see the train-wreck that is this video for yourself, it's available at MTV.com or VH1.com.