Eye Candy Friday: Ian Lawless.

28 04 2006

Ian Lawless.

I need a few pictures to get myself back to my happy go lucky self…I went a little older because I’m feeling a bit R Kellyish and that’s not cool…so here’s a cutie that I absolutely love.

All better.

The God’s Are Listening and They Heard My Prayers!

26 04 2006

….or maybe the writers at One Tree Hill read my blog last week, because tonight’s show was just out of this world, THE BOMB! I mean that seriously because after all of my grieving, I just may be getting what I’ve always wanted….and next week, we’ll find out….oh gosh, I’m just oh so giddy with excitement for what’s to come.

And I love the way they brought all of my dreams to life. I mean, I love that they didn’t go in the direction I THOUGHT they were going to go because I just didn’t want it to end the way it did and this way, if things don’t work out between you know who then she still has that other door to open so right now I’m in OTH heaven, and I can’t really give any details out because GRACE YOU HAVE TO WATCH the show and get back to me so we can gush, I’ll give you until tomorrow (well YOUR tomorrow) and then I’m posting up my blog, spoilers and all….but I’ll keep you in mind, JAZZ YOU TOO! You better watch tonight’s ep of OTH and get at me when you do so we can seriously gush….I NEED IT DAMMIT!

All is going well in my world for the moment, let’s see if they keep me happy on that count!

YEE HAW….until I hear that Grace and Jazz have watched the show, I’m signing off…will be back to the regular blogness stuff tomorrow.


P.S. Yeah I know the picture aint got nothing to do with why I’m so happy about the show and this post will probably not make a lick of sense to those of you who don’t watch OTH but well, it’s my blog and I do what I want….LOL.

TV: Yo Momma.

25 04 2006

Yo Momma is a no-holds-barred competition that pits toughest trash-talkers against one another. Each weekday, the best clowners are brought together to battle it out in front of a rowdy, live audience of their peers.

Each episode serves to resolve a territorial rivalry, each side of which is represented by a team of trash-talkers.

Wilmer sends out his co-hosts to organize two groups that represent each side of the rivalry to meet up at separate locations.

Sam and Jason oversee the separate free-form trash-talking in their respective locations.

Two finalists from each group are chosen to go head-to-head to determine who will represent the group in the Final Battle.

Wilmer escorts the winning trash-talker from each group to their opponent’s home for a ‘home invasion’ segment. Wilmer and each finalist go through the other’s home to meet the families, raid their closets, flip through old photo albums and root out any possible ‘ammunition’ for the final battle, ensuring that the battle will be personal.

The two finalists, with their posses in tow, meet up at a battleground in neutral territory for the final bout.

The opponents face off in a round robin of trash-talking, using the ammunition from their home searches to attack their opponent.

Wilmer officiates, using Sam and Jason to help determine an official winner.

Okay, so I hella love to watch my brother and his friends have comedy battles with each other, or “clown fests” as they would call them. A clown fest is kind of like a rap battle, but instead of battling lyrical content, they battle their quick wits and sharp cracks at each others styles, moms and anything else they can find to make fun of. I’ve always loved to listen to my brother and his friends argue with each other because you will always hear the, “Yo Momma so fat, she bleeds Ragu.” Or the “Yo Mama lips so big, she whispers to herself!” and other jokes similar to those that never fail to make me howl with laughter until my sides hurt.

So when I first heard that Wilmer Valderama, best known as Fez on That 70s Show was coming out with his own comedic competition show and it was going to be straight up Yo Momma stuff, you know I was all over that show.

It’s like this, the show comes on every afternoon and then on Fridays I guess, the winners from Mon-Thurs, battle each other and then the top 2 battle each other and whoever wins the big battle, they win bragging rights plus an extra $1000 in CASH MONEY (the way Fez says this is sooo gay) for themselves.

The show is hilarious, some guys are horrible but others like Bruno and D Redd can have you in fits of laughter while they bag on everybody. The show is so stupid, but so addictive that my dumb ass (as well as everyone in my family AND circle of friends) watches this show and talks this show up, I’m totally pimping this show out to those of you guys who love a laugh…and check out Jason, one of the judges, because he’s all kinds of fine….

Quick Gush.

25 04 2006

I got my phone last night and I’m hecka loving it right now. It’s so cool and has so many neat features. I haven’t uploaded any songs onto my Itunes on the phone but oh gosh I’m looking forward to doing just that today after work.

Dude, it’s like a mini phone/ipod/what’s those things called like an electronic day planner? I swear it’s like the tiniest little laptop in all the world, it’s THAT neat. I’m hecka loving it, I played with it all last night, getting acquainted with my new phone, oh gosh this phone is all kinds of the bomb!

Ya’ll should totally get one, because like McDonald’s badabababa….I’m LOVING IT! LOL.

Alright, I’ll be back with more blogness.


Movie Review: Rent.

24 04 2006

Starring: Rosario Dawson, Taye Diggs, Adam Pascal, Jesse L. Martin, Anthony Rapp, Wilson Jermaine Heredia, Idina Menzel, Tracie Thoms..
Running Time: 1 hour, 45 minutes.
Rating: PG-13
Dylan’s Grade: Movie- C Music- A.

In New York’s East Village, a group of bohemians struggle to express themselves through their art and strive for success and acceptance while enduring the obstacles of poverty, illness and the AIDS epidemic. Roger is an aspiring songwriter who has emotionally shut down after his girlfriend’s suicide. Despite his attraction, he is reluctant to start a new romance with his downstairs neighbor Mimi Marquez, an exotic dancer struggling with “baggage of her own.” Roger’s roommate Mark is a filmmaker trying to balance art and commerce. His girlfriend Maureen, a self-indulgent performance artist, recently left him for a lawyer named Joanne. Also part of this close-knit circle is Tom Collins, a professor of philosophy who, after being mugged, is rescued by his soul mate, a high-spirited street drummer, Angel Shunard. Benny, who alienated his friends after he married their landlord’s daughter, has reneged on his promise to provide rent-free artist space to his bohemian friends. Once a close friend, he is now viewed as the enemy, threatening them with eviction.

I gave this movie a C as a movie and I think it’s kind of retarded because if I didn’t care for the movie (which the first time I watched it, I didn’t care for it at all, funky I know), why have I watched the movie so many times already? I mean, the first time I watched it, I was by myself and the movie kind of dragged, I was confused by all the singing and them talking and so it was really hard to follow, but once I got what the whole movie was about (yeah I was real ignorant about this movie, didn’t even know that it was about gays and AIDS, but it is), I started liking it more and more.

And once I got the whole concept of the movie, I started listening to the songs and fell in love with all of the songs. I’m so in love with the music from this musical that I went out and bought the soundtrack to this movie and I play it while I’m cleaning my house, while I’m driving to work or the store or whatever, I’m ALWAYS listening to it and what’s worst is that I’ve got all of my kids (my nieces and nephews) singing along to the songs as well.

My nephew Chase, who is 3 was walking around the house yesterday singing, “We will not pay rent, we will not pay rent, rent rent rent!” It was adorable, because really what does he know about rent? LOL.

But back to the movie…I’m thinking I should change the grade to this movie because after a few watches, I DID enjoy the movie, I did cry like crazy the second time i watched it, even though I knew what was coming and I really did enjoy the music, the cast (OMGosh I’m hecka crushing on Adam Pascal, who plays Roger in here) and dude, who knew Rosario Dawson could sing? And Jesse L. Martin and Taye Diggs as well…I was really shocked at how good they were, I LOVED Rosario’s voice in this movie.

The movie is touching and the characters were great. But I guess I’m going to keep the grade at what it is because I, myself couldn’t really relate to the characters, why would you choose or WANT to live on that street? The whole block was frickin’ dirty and not at all something I would want to call home. When I think of home, I think of something along the lines of, nice, clean and inviting. You can’t use any of those words to describe the place that those people live in. And they choose to live there. But to each, their own I guess.

The whole AIDS thing was something I never really thought about but it did raise a bunch of questions that I have dwelled on and have given lots of thought too. I’ve never really paid too much attention to the gays and lesbians around me either, gosh I sound so flippin’ superficial but even now, I can’t really say that I’m bothered too much by the whole Gay Movement, whatever, do your thing, so I guess that’s why the movie was just good to me. But the music? Off the chains! Although, only me and my nieces seem to think so.

Jess thinks I’ve gone crazy but I would definitely pimp this movie out, if only for the music.

Eye Candy Friday: Jeret Petersen.

24 04 2006
Jeret Peterson.

So, I didn’t follow his sport all that much during this past Winter Olympics but I saw Jeret do an interview with Katie Curic (is that how you spell her name) and thought he was just adorable. So, I’m making him my eye candy for the day..I’m being totally selfish here, I’m trying to keep my mind off of all the money I’m going to be spending this weekend and I’m trying to distract myself from the fact that I’m pissed off at Jess because she had to THINK about either coming to Brenna’s birthday party or to her boss’ daughter’s birthday party which is on the same night…you know Holly, she STILL hasn’t called me back about anything and I refuse to call her, this one is totally on her…so whatever.

Here’s something to cheer me up.

Almost better…yep.

Tales of Alema, Part 2.

22 04 2006

Okay, so I’m typing this post out as I’m talking to Alema and Jessica on the phone and I’m just about baffled at the thoughts that go through his head. The guy is on serious crack.

So, Jess and I are talking as we usually do while we work and she’s like, “Hold on,” which could only mean, one thing. Alema is calling her on the other line so she’s going to connect our calls.

So, she clicks back over and I’m like, “Hi Alema,”

To which he replies, “Damn Dee, give me your work phone number so that I can call your boss and tell him that you don’t ever work, all you do is talk to Jessica on the phone.”

He says some other things that make me roll my eyes and then chuckle and then I ask him, where he’s at.

“Oh it’s payday, hello???? Where you think I’m at, I’m across the street at McDonald’s. I just ordered my food, so I’m going to eat good today, woo hoo!” (He really did say woo hoo, frickin’ fruit cake, I tell you, but I love the fool!)

So, a few minutes of us chatting, while he’s waiting for his food to made, we hear a girl approach him and he says, “Oh hey girl, what’s up?”

Now, both Jess and I can’t hear what the girl is saying, but he’s saying the usual fake, “uh huh” and “oh serious?” and then there’s a pause and both Jessica and I are trying to make out what the girl is saying, you can hear the fear in her voice so we’re working double time to hear what she says, and I hear, “Can you walk me to my apartment across the street because I think I just saw someone break into my apartment and I’m scared.”

And so both Jess and I figured, Alema would go with her.

Oh hell no, the stupid fat ass sighs, one of those drawn out sighs that totally says, he can’t be bothered right now and then says to the poor girl, “Right now? Because I just ordered my food.”




It appears the girl who asked him to walk her home, is a girl from his ward and SHE LIVES ACROSS THE STREET from where he is right now and she needs someone to walk with her into her house because she thinks someone just broke into her apartment and he says, “Well, if he’s already in there, it’s dangerous to go in there, so just give him a couple of minutes and let me eat and then after I eat, I guess we can go see what’s going on.”





Ladies, please…don’t ever ask Alema to walk you ANYWHERE, LOL. So of course, Jess and I immediately start reeming him for making the girl wait to go home. And this is his whole theory.

Jess: “Alema, are you seriously going to make that poor girl wait to go home because your food isn’t ready?”
Me: “I know Alema, do you know what you sound like right now? A fat ASS. I can’t believe you’re going to do that to her, she sounds all scared and you want to wait to eat your frickin’ fries before you help her out.”
Alema: “What the hell? This is how I see things, no one ever comes between me and my food. You can rob me, take my car, take clothes off my back, but don’t ever come between me and my food, because I will get ugly on your behind, please believe this. And plus, what are we going to do there right now, if the guy is in her apartment right now, do you see how beautiful I am? I aint going to let him get anywhere near this, I’m too prettyful.” Then he laughs and says, “it’s just dumb to go to her house right now if some guy is really in there, she’s got renter’s insurance so if someone did break into her house, whatever they took can be replaced, but I’m not going to endanger my life or hers just because she wants to go and play Wonderwoman and catch the bad guys, please.

And mind you, he’s saying all of this right in front of the girl, because you can hear her speaking up in her defense, “Oh no Alema, I don’t want to catch him but you’re right, let’s wait a little bit before we go over there.”

“See, what did I tell you? I’m right.”

Oh whatever, Alema…the real reason you didn’t want to go and help the poor girl is because your Big Mac was waiting for you.


*sigh* The guy is seriously retarded, but even after all of that, I still love the big boof!