and christina and mandy moore and kelly osbourne and carson daly will look like in about 15 years and then i just laugh and laugh and laugh cuz theyre all doomed.

i remember when madonna humped her wedding dress at one of the first mtv video award shows and she was so beautiful back then, not to say shes not beautiful now, but i dont think any of us would have figured that she would be at the place that shes at now. whereever that place is.

and Lord knows none of us expected me being in the place where i am now, fighting crime, writing you, going out with girls so young that they just laugh and laugh when i pass by places like the LA Collesium and say, “i saw the Stones play there with Guns N Roses opening in ’87,” and then i ask them why shes laughing and she’ll say it was cuz she was only four in ’87.

and i wonder why girls like that would want to be going out with me, and then i look in the mirror and i remember.

chicks love flying cars.

weather man said a few days ago that today would be the day where everyone would want to call in sick, but the LA weatherman is always wrong, probably because they dont have any real practice. turned out Sunday was the beautiful day and today is overcast with a visibility of only 5 miles up here in chopper one, which is too bad because if i had known that, and if i had known that karisa was going to invite me over to do laundry at her hollywood hills mansion that i would have done something outdoorsy instead of watching movies with her on her watersofa.

technically i went over to her house last night to duct tape her sofa in the spots where her mischivious cats did their worst. that couch is great when its not slowly leaking on you and we laid on it like hippies while i did my laundry and she detoxed.

next door her punk rock neighbors were having weiner dog races on a damp slip n slide, which is a pretty unique event to witness.

everything is a drinking game with karisa, even when shes trying to be good, but it was hard to resist betting a shot on the black dog who was usually great out of the gates, but then started slipping and then, of course, sliding, letting the brown weiner dog, the older of the two, trot to clear victory.

i wanted to fly a kite, any kind of a kite, but preferably a box kite in the gentle breeze, but thought of it too late as we watched the sun set over the mountains.

katie hall

magazine wanted to do a pre-interview for their summer special double issue.

they’re my tenth favorite magazine so i said ok.

why didnt you do anything special for Black History Month this year?

completely uninspired.

sad?

no. just not into it this year.

can we, as Black leaders, afford not to be “into” our month?

the answer is yes, next question please.

how much of this blog is true?

none.

but you wrote about the blogger panel a few weeks ago, and being in the la times last week, and dating that cheerleader. all of that was true.

well… i got tricked into writing about those things.

what did you have for dinner last night?

thats an odd question.

we like to have odd questions with relevant ones

i had a mcrib on the way to karisa’s. then she made some incredible quacamole. then on the way home i stopped off at popeyes and had the shrimp basket.

which popeyes?

hollywood and cahuanga. one guy was in there trying to fix a broken vhs tape. one table was full of orange rinds. then two cops came in with a dude who used the atm without purchase and the lady wouldnt give him his money.

what happened?

the cop looked at the atm which clearly said, purchase required, and told the guy that the woman didnt have to give him his twenty bucks. the lady said that the man had been rude to her. the cop asked nicely and the woman said ok and gave the guy his money.

do you read a lot?

yes.

how many girls are you dating?

only the ones who say yes.

what did you think of the michael essany show?

i loved it.

can you believe that it’s the year 2003 and all we’ve progressed to is a reality tv show about the making of a cable access show?

the seway is the only thing that makes me believe that it really is the year 2003.

what about the internet?

oh yeah, that too.

recently you’ve been critical of Black Webmaster for, of all things, its movie reviews.

i just think you are wasting your space. last year was a huge year for us in film, this year The Hot Chick triples the box office of 25th Hour, easilly the best movie spike has made since X, and you guys just bang out issues and dont even bat an eye.

but rob schneider is very popular.

all i know is im gonna go to the DMX / Jet Li movie simply because of that song, and you guys arent writing about that either.

please dont be so critical. we love your blog.

ok. sorry.

do you miss ashley?

very much.

max power