at the hollywood paladium 10/14/92

for your ass

ray whitney of the carolina hurricanes screaming FUCKING RAD (or FUCKING RIGHT, my intern is analyzing the audio) on national tv in the middle of prime time tv.

for my children to hear.

now we all understand why he’s screaming and smiling and cursing, bro just won the stanley cup in the seventh game, 14 yr veteran and two-time all star who had never been on a stanley cup winner before – of course he’s going to say the f word.

but unfortunately he said it when children were awake, he said it on free television, and he said it during an event that American children love to watch: stanley cup hockey.

now you might be saying, “but he didnt say ‘fuck’ he said ‘fucking’ he used it as an adjective or adverb or something. and he said it exhuberantly.”

but then i would have to remind you of one mr bono hewson who in 2003 won, with his band, a golden globe award and exhuberantly said, “fucking brilliant”.

that was a more than a year before the janet jackson + justin timberlake super bowl, but if you recall, after the superbowl chairman powell announced that they had reversed their decision on bono and said that although they wont fine him, that there would be “substantial” fines in the future because it’s an offensive, indecent, and obscene word.

Heres some of the things Powell said on the day they reversed the Bono decision

* For the first time, the Commission has applied the profanity section of the statute for the broadcast of this highly offensive word

* The Commission has an important obligation to punish those who violate our law…

* Given that today’s decision clearly departs from past precedent in important ways, I could not support a fine retroactively against the parties

* Prospectively, parties are on notice that they could now face significant penalties for similar violations.

what’s also interesting is this utterance comes four days after bush signed legistlation that upped the max fine from $32,500 to $325,000 per station. a few months back CBS got dinged $3.3 mil because they had to cover 111 stations that ran the simulated teen orgy on Without A Trace that i must get my hands on. which means if new fcc chairman Kevin Martin agrees with powell, bro’s f-bomb could be the most expensive one of all at over $30 million.

which it has to be

because he said it on abc at 8:10pm pacific time

right after my littlest one cleared her plate of spaghetti-o’s and had walked into my study to show me her achievement.

they must fine nbc $30 million. and they must do it for the kids.

tar bloob + b-rock + amanda + miss 604 + jeff jarvis

sorry about the stanley cup. i was rooting for you.

to cheer you up, heres a bunch of pictures of victoria silvstedt and her new boyfriend

keep on believing

friends, as you know ive been working hard at another blog.
a blog that has been paying me actual money. i know, wtf?
that blog is called LAist, you may know it as the blog you dont comment on.
whatever. anyways we have a feature called Ask the LAist.
this week we’re going to let you, the busblog readers, ask the questions.
so here in the comments below, ask your Q’s and i will provide the A’s on LAist.
now im off to see Nacho Libre because some people hate it and some people love it.

superhotchick i met at the home depot fell asleep on me as we were watching the ice storm. not pictured.

do you know how old i am? im old. back in the day i used to make out with this girl in westwood named money. this was back when mtv played videos. so some nights i would go to her apartment and id climb her stairs and she would sometimes freak me out with the crazy wiccian shit she would wear or shed put on all this eye liner and talk real slow and serious and i would be all baby i just wanna make out and watch cure videos.

but thered be incense in there and candles and this was so long ago that i had never been with a woman in the biblical sense. nor did i expect to any time soon. which is why so much depended on the quality of the late night viddies. money liked boys and girls and was way out of my league. she bit when i barely knew how to lick. she knew how to move when i barely knew the first rule of ass club. but what i liked best about her was her honesty. when she looked at you you were the only person alive which was hard to believe because everyone wanted her attention. but there was an honesty in that look thats still hard to describe.

i write about some of my old girlfriends but not all of them. not because im trying to hold anything back, i just still havent figured out what the hell was going on there. not that it was bad, it was far from bad. nothing was bad. bad isnt close to being the word. unless you mean seventies bad like damn, that bitch bad.

some records i cant play any more because it will send me directly back to a moment in time the psych furs mirror moves sends me right back to that futon and the discovery that this totally confident punk rock girl had been cleverly concealing huge ass titties underneath layers of ancient tshirts thrift store sweaters and a vespa brand trenchcoat which she somehow kept on regardless of the situation or climate.

and that record reminds me that that was the day that i realized that boobies are fine but what do you do after you say damn bitch and kiss em for a few minutes. her name was drink this so i drank it. her name was let me turn off the lights now. her name was lets go on the roof now. her name was my roommate isnt coming home tonight.

but her nickname was you will never ever forget about any part of me.

youth is so wasted on the young

and the wasted youth on my wasted couch is young which is why i brought up age in the first place and all i was gonna say was when i was young i would never be able to fall asleep on the couch of some dude you just met whose blog youve only been reading for a month.

why wont ann coulter leave la + john murtha says fat backside + LA Passes Vampire Slayer Act

equals why the terrorists hate/love us

congratulations, nelly furtado

madpony calls it quits

weeks after madpony started, the busblog was telling you about them. two sweet oklahoman sisters. one in highschool, one in a sorority at ou. but these were different sisters from oklahoma than all the others. they were special.

since then this site has posted profiles of both young women. their absence in the blogosphere will be deeply missed.

Thursday, June 17, 2004

i think it’s time to state the inevitable. madpony has come to an end. it’s been a very fun (almost) two years sharing my stories with you all, but i feel quite literally like i’m beating a dead horse.

– kristin, madpony.com

dumbass_dumberass: 🙁 🙁 🙁

kristin: hi sweetie

dumbass_dumberass: right before i found out about you, i found out that the drummer of tsar quit on monday

kristin: double sucks
kristin: i’m sorry 🙁

dumbass_dumberass: will you give me an exclusive interview

kristin: i guess 🙂
kristin: but not tonight

dumbass_dumberass: you dont have 15 minutes for your #2 fan?

kristin: oh sweetie
kristin: i’m just exhausted

dumbass_dumberass: 14 minutes?

kristin: sigh

dumbass_dumberass: should i blame your bf?

kristin: nah

dumbass_dumberass: whats the reason then?

kristin: i’m just tired of it
kristin: interview tomorrow if you want

shes 25. born in switzerland in the totally krazy 80s she defected to france as soon as she got out of grade school and never looked back.

now an american, a los felizian, and a die-hard dodger fan, emmanuelle blesses us each day with her joi de vivre, hot outfits, and sweet sweet disposition.

probably the most overlooked journalist of all of our friends, emmanuelle knocks out story after story about LA culture, politics, and hollywood entertainment. unfortunately she does it en francais and often times on french radio so its hard to copy and paste it into our blogs

the way we do with her husband matts fine work over at the la times.

i like emmanuelle because she adds a spash of class in the joint. no matter where you are i always feel that if emmanuelle is there its already up a few notches on the cool factor.

i also like it that whenever she introduces me to a hot babe i usually get lucky later that night or sometime that week. merci beaucoup baby.

a convicted communist and role model, emmanuelle is part of the star chamber behind the events that take place in the name of the los angeles press club, which sadly i will have to start attending more often now that i do what i do. but the good news is i will be able to spend a few minutes with todays birthday girl and gossip about celebs and trade arms for hostages.

born in a row boat, married in a castle, secret hairstylist of lyt, bonne anniversarie jolie jeune fille.

emmanuelle.net + matt + lyt rules

by tony pierce, 110

1. write every day.

2. if you think youre a good writer, write twice a day.

3. dont be afraid to do anything. infact if youre afraid of something, do it. then do it again. and again.

4. cuss like a sailor.

5. dont tell your mom, your work, your friends, the people you want to date, or the people you want to work for about your blog. if they find out and you’d rather they didnt read it, ask them nicely to grant you your privacy.

6. have comments. dont be upset if no one writes in your comments for a long time. eventually they’ll write in there. if people start acting mean in your comments, ask them to stop, they probably will.

7. have an email address clearly displayed on your blog. sometimes people want to tell you that you rock in private.

8. dont worry very much about the design of your blog. image is a fakeout.

9. use Blogger. it’s easy, it’s free; and because they are owned by Google, your blog will get spidered better, you will show up in more search results, and more people will end up at your blog. besides, all the other blogging software & alternatives pretty much suck.

10. use spellcheck unless youre completely totally keeping it real. but even then you might want to use it if you think you wrote something really good.

11. say exactly what you want to say no matter what it looks like on the screen. then say something else. then keep going. and when youre done, re-read it, and edit it and hit publish and forget about it.

12. link like crazy. link anyone who links you, link your favorites, link your friends. dont be a prude. linking is what seperates bloggers from apes. and especially link if you’re trying to prove a point and someone else said it first. it lends credibility even if youre full of shit.

13. if you havent written about sex, religion, and politics in a week youre probably playing it too safe, which means you probably fucked up on #5, in which case start a second blog and keep your big mouth shut about it this time.

14. remember: nobody cares which N*Sync member you are, what State you are, which Party of Five kid you are, or which Weezer song you are. the second you put one of those things on your blog you need to delete your blog and try out for the marching band. similarilly, nobody gives a shit what the weather is like in your town, nobody wants you to change their cursor into a butterfly, nobody wants to vote on whether your blog is hot or not, and nobody gives a rat ass what song youre listening to. write something Real for you, about you, every day.

15. dont be afraid if you think something has been said before. it has. and better. big whoop. say it anyway using your own words as honestly as you can. just let it out.

16. get Site Meter and make it available for everyone to see. if you’re embarrassed that not a lot of people are clicking over to your page, dont be embarrassed by the number, be embarrassed that you actually give a crap about hits to your gay blog. it really is just a blog. and hits really dont mean anything. you want Site Meter, though, to see who is linking you so you can thank them and so you can link them back. similarilly, use Technorati, but dont obsess. write.

17. people like pictures. use them. save them to your own server. or use Blogger’s free service. if you dont know how to do it, learn. also get a Buzznet account. several things will happen once you start blogging, one of them is you will learn new things. thats a good thing.

18. before you hit Save as Draft or Publish Post, select all and copy your masterpiece. you are using a computer and the internet, shit can happen. no need to lose a good post.

19. push the envelope in what youre writing about and how youre saying it. be more and more honest. get to the root of things. start at the root of things and get deeper. dig. think out loud. keep typing. keep going. eventually you’ll find a little treasure chest. every time you blog this can happen if you let it.

20. change your style. mimic people. write beautiful lies. dream in public. kiss and tell. finger and tell. cry scream fight sing fuck and dont be afraid to be funny. the easiest thing to do is whine when you write. dont be lazy. audblog at least once a week.

21. write open letters. make lists. call people out on their bullshit. lead by example. invent and reinvent yourself. start by writing about what happened to you today. for example today i told a hot girl how wonderfully hot she is.

22. when in doubt review something. theres not enough reviews on blogs. review a movie you just saw, a tv show, a cd, a kiss you just got, a restaurant, a hike you just took, anything.

23. constantly write about the town that you live in.

24. out yourself. tell your secrets. you can always delete them later.

25. dont use your real name. dont write about your work unless you dont care about getting fired.

26. dont be afraid to come across as an asswipe. own your asswipeness.

27. nobody likes poems. dont put your poems on your blog. not even if theyre incredible. especially if theyre incredible. odds are theyre not incredible. bad poems are funny sometimes though, so fine, put your dumb poems on there. whatever.

28. tell us about your friends.

29. dont apologize about not blogging. nobody cares. just start blogging again.

30. read tons of blogs and leave nice comments.

if you’re going to ripoff/mimic/be inspired by one blogger make it raymi, shes perfect.