If you would like to know the answer to whether or not music videos have regressed back into the 80's look no further than here, and watch the videos by Sean Paul and Britney Spears:

http://www.artistdirect.com/


I think it's also official given the audacity of the Britney Spears video here, that she has officially jumped the shark. Like, she chose to jump the shark. Like, she wanted it sooooo bad. You wont understand until you watch the video, but I have two words for you: Pink SUV.

Yeah, I know. Ouch majorus.

Anyways, I would like to comment that I have been having weird dreams lately. Like, I had a dream a couple nights ago where I was having some sort of huge stress that I need to go talk to someone about, and then I had this big emotional conversation with somebody like a therapist, but who maybe wasn't a therapist, maybe just a close friend of mine/family member. Anyways, I asked her something like, "But why do I feel this way?" and she said, "The reason is because you're one third Mexican." I felt so relieved once she said this, like it was some sort of big revelation or something. Yes! This explains WHY I'm so neurotic. I'm ONE THIRD MEXICAN. In my dream I actually went and examined myself in the mirror, and I had to agree that I really did look one third Mexican. It was like the answer to all my problems, racial stupidity style. Having a bad day? No worries, you one-third Mexican! Don't like Belgian water because it's too hard? Hey, you could be in Taco-home-country, mister, don't complain!

Then the dream I had last night was about some guy who kept singing and he had a guitar and was playing pretty nicely, and he had a nice voice, but I kept telling him, "No, you're still a little bit flat/sharp." Then he'd say, "Yeah, I know, I know." And try to sing again. Repeat coversation. But the thing was he was REALLY flat/sharp. It was like voice-cracking-going-through-puberty-flat. It hurt to listen to once he got going. (Thankfully he only sang a couple words and then stopped. Then I could interject. Which was why I brought up that he was flat. Rather rude of me, now that I think of it. GEEZ, I'm a terrible person...I blame it on the fact that I'm one-third Mexican.)

Also, I had a Belgian waffle with ice cream on it tonight when I met up with a friend of mine from philosophy, and it was AMAZING. Best thing I've had in a long time. I definitely ate it too quickly, though. (Especially considering it cost 2.25€)

And, now that I think of it, I really don't like the soup here that comes out of the can, because it's too salty, but think that's because I've been eating it without adding any water to it. I suppose if I read/could read the label I could sort this issue out. Hm. Maybe I'll just add water to it anyways. It'll probably taste better.

Oh heck, I can't believe I'm deliberating about this. Some life, huh?

P.S. I have been doing much too much culture-glam related stuff lately, so I think that is going to be it for a while. I know I usually find such things very boring when I come across them on other people's blogs, so I think I should try and ration them out more. Like the way I need to ration out my obsession with ice cream. And waffles. And quesidillas. I mean candy.

Night all!

P.P.S. I was going to ask you all something important in which you could give me good feedback, but now I don't remember what it is. Dang it.

Well, here's a good one anyways. Do you like the semi-deliberately lame cartoons, or would you rather see more writing, less bad artistry? Vote now! =D =D =D