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This Is Why I Don’t Regret Missing My Prom
I never did get to attend my high school prom. Morbidly obese and/or socially awkward kids with no driver’s license rarely get chosen and our families certainly didn’t gave the means nor desire to spring for a limo, corsage and tux even if we might have been able to wheedle and cajole some opportunistic female
Who’s Bad? Not MICHAEL, Shamone.
I have an admittedly schizophrenic reaction when it comes to critiquing. I acknowledge that I often do muse about media in a way that I would suppose could classify me as one, but I’m far too devoid of self-worth and keenly aware of the size of my footprint to even think that what I opine
This Ain’t Hanoi, Jane.
I can’t say Jane Fonda and I have anything even remotely close to a “relationship”. But she does have this uncanny knack of making guest appearances in my life. My cousin was fremeies with her second husband, activist Tom Hayden, who besides being her plus-one came to national attention as what the late and thoroughly
Revenge Of The “Nerds”?
I never did go to the NAB Show when I was a position to do so. Many of my peers at more liberally budgeted companies would get to go to the mid-spring confab in Las Vegas for “support”–which was at the time code for “you’re doing a bang-up job, take your significant other and enjoy
The Sun Will Rise Again Over Stage 18
I have a special place in my heart for the Studio City-based facility now known as the Radford Studio Center. It was historically known as the CBS Studio Center, and at least for today is the home of CBS LA’s duopoly and the offices of many network executives who cheered their relocations from the far
The Real News Will Be If Anyone Pays Attention
Whenever someone takes the time to forward me something that they think might make for a decent musing, I’m genuinely appreciative. When it happens to deal with some aspect of research, I’m all the more thankful–it means that at least on the surface they appreciate what has gotten me out of bed for the better
Where’s The Beef? Both On–And With–Netflix
I’m late to a lot of parties–assuming I get invited to them at all. When I did my usual overnight research for last week’s musing on A24, I paid particular note to the premium placement BEEF had on its humble brag list–not to mention the fact that a highly anticipated new season after a significant
Is This House A Little Too White?
I’ve been reluctant to weigh in on the most recent Wag the Dog diversion from the increasingly desperate and demented team surrounding the leader of the free world–picking a fight with the Pope himself. For the record, I find this all as ludicrous and pathetic as anything that’s come out of his diabolical camp–I personally
Why Can’t Every Weekend Be Couchella?
I pride myself on at least trying to be aware of much going on in the world as possible, but when it comes to various aspects of pop culture that often proves to be more difficult. That’s no truer than when it comes to contemporary music. At least when I worked in an office and/or