You know how every day there seems to be an announcement on who is the latest addition to Barack Obama’s White House staff? And those stories this week about who will be the next White House Chef? This all got me thinking: how can I offer my expertise to help President-elect Obama and America? Well, wait no more…I think it is my duty to nominate/elect/recommend myself as the official White House Chief Advisor of Television Viewing. I mean, it makes sense, right? I watch lots of TV and certainly have the authority on what is awesome (It’s Always Sunny in Philadelphia, 30 Rock, Gossip Girl, Sons of Anarchy, Lost, Flight of the Conchords) and what sucks (most reality TV, Two and a Half Men), so I think it would be imperative to have me in charge. PLUS, I would tirelessly lobby for certain shows (Freaks and Geeks, Unpopular, Gilmore Girls) to be resurrected, while ensuring that crappy shows never get greenlighted. And there’s more! I would relentlessly campaign for more accountability from the networks and the studios, like don’t wait a year to show us the next season of Lost. Or know when a show is totally past it’s prime (I’m talking to you ER).
All right then, I think I’ve pretty much convinced myself, and I’m sure I’ve convinced America…so, now I’m off to email Barack Obama (before they yank his precious Blackberry away).
(FYI, The Blogger will be signing off for a couple of days…Happy Thanksgiving!)
Listen, before I get too far into this post I want to share with you that I happen to like Barry Manilow, and can’t resist singing along to some of his internationally-known hits when I’m in that Lite FM kind of mood. There, the cat’s out of the bag, let’s continue…
It was reported this week that a clever judge in the great state of Colorado “sentenced” some noise violators to listening to an entire hour of Barry Manilow songs. I see that he was going for cliche, and he did quite nicely, but seriously, there are way worse/more-painful-to-listen-to “musical artists” out there than Manilow. Paris Hilton comes to mind, so does: Michael Bolton, Color Me Badd, Crash Test Dummies and Blind Melon, just to name a select few.
I will give Judge Sacco some credit, though, as he lists Barney as one of his punishment options….but I still think Paris is worse. And a heck of a lot more annoying. You be the judge…
What the heck were those kids at People magazine thinking when they didn’t pick Don Draper as the Sexiest Man Alive?? I mean, do they even have eyes???? Thankfully, he did get the bronze, which I guess is kind of better than nothing. Regardless, People magazine’s sexy cred just dipped way down in my book. Hugh Jackman? Over Don Draper? It may take me days to get over this. Click here if you want to check out this year’s list. More importantly click here if you want to stare at Draper.
It’s pretty much widely understood that prostitution is the oldest profession–in the world–because it has always existed and pertains to the most popular commodity ever. Well, that’s how I see it anyway.
With this erotic, er, I mean erratic economy, listicles have been flying all over the place, with “The Safest Jobs,” ”The Most Flexible Jobs,” “Jobs You Don’t Have to Get a College Degree For,” “Jobs that make $100,000,” and so on. And one job option that keeps popping up is bartending. It really kind of does fit all the criteria for a sagging economy: people drink more when they are depressed (allegedly), you can pick it up pretty quickly, it can be temporary, and depending on where you work/how good you are the money/perks can be lucrative.
Anyway, the media has covered it a bit…below are some links…and it has me wondering if it’s just an interesting trend, or perhaps, there is a bit of a conspiracy “brewing” here…as always I post, you decide: