An Open Letter Dear Recording Industry,I knew that Norah Jones was releasing her second album and that it hit the stores yesterday. I was a huge fan of her first album, I was a bit iffy about this one —…
Die Mr. Frodo!
Not too terribly much to blog about at all. A few impasses at work. Crappy eating habits. And a free (FREE!) Lord of the Rings:Return of the King PC game from work. I think I’m going to play Frodo and…
Too old for the Grammys
I didn’t watch the Grammys last night. I didn’t even feel a pang of regret, which is a telling sign of how I’ve grown up without even knowing it. Back when I was in Jr. High, High School, and college,…
Return of the Sunday jitters
And the Sunday jitters return. Looking ahead, this week’s going to be hairy. The Best of South Jersey promotion launched today. Meaning tomorrow we put something online. There’s a biggie special section coming out on Thursday, which requires prettying up,…
Paul Mecurio thinks I’m pregnant
It’s not every night that an Emmy award winning comedian asks if you are pregnant. So I suppose tonight can be remembered as an interesting evening. Tonight, I received last minute tickets to the Chocolate Lover’s Bash. from work. A…
Survivor AllStars and more whining about my job
One more interview tomorrow. But more importantly, I’m super bummed that Rudy was voted off of the Subota tribe. I hope Jerri, Jenna L, and Ethan get dysentery. I worked until almost 8 tonight. It’s ok, though, because I managed…
