Holy monkey dung it's been a long time since I've posted anything. A lot has been going on with your neighborhood friendly curmudgeon. Let's see, we had a surprising wedding announcement, a mending of strained family relationships, a massive snowfall right before Christmas, a subsequent flooding of our basement after Christmas (20 years of saved Playboys ruined), another massive snowfall, an entire week of no work, blah, blah, blah.
Well during this time of solitude, the tiny island of Haiti was slammed with a massive earthquake, and the world opened it's arms and wallets to help out. Now I will refrain from saying some things that I've said out loud and gotten into a little trouble for, but one thing I do have to speak on is the 25th anniversary and release of We Are The World. Now when that song and video came out, I had just turned 10 years old, holy shit!!! Anyways, it was the who's who of the recording industry, I mean who can forget the collaborating styles of Lionel Richie before his wife beat the ess out him, Kim Carnes and her smoky raspy sexy voice, she was by the way the original cougar, and many others, including a black Michael Jackson.
Now I appreciate what the new artists are trying to do and all, but I just watched the video and I shit you not, I recognized maybe 10% of the artists. (I love the fact that the Dude was in it, The Dude!!) I also find it a little bit strange that Lil Wayne can have a singing part, yet they have to break into the whole rap interlude with LL, Snoop, etc. Has Lil Wayne risen to such heights he stands apart from these legends, I would beg to differ.
Any nuts, I basically used the 25th anniversary of We Are The World to getting back to writing on this damned thing. I hopefully will be posting much more and have plenty o' tales of debauchery. Well, not really, after all I am an old fart now (resounding THUD).
I'm out bitches!!
