There is a segment on a radio station with that title. So silly. (:
Anyways, while my family was in the car, my mom and my sister were discussing the Grammys. My mom was explaining how she thought it was ridiculous that people praise the inordinateness that is Lady Gaga but apparently, Cee Lo Green's ensemble was comparable to Gaga's typical attire and people mocked him (allegedly...these were just her thoughts).
I have yet to watch the Grammys (maybe this weekend) but I could definitely relate to the point my mom was making. The media/people get fixated on liking one person or one type of "strange." The media is entirely unfair and in turn, success in entertainment seems plain old sporadic. We have heard tons of stories about astounding artists who were turned down earlier in their career, but everyone doesn't have the success that they later have. For example, my favorite, Lupe Fiasco, is entirely underrated without reason. As far as rapping, I think he is on Kanye West's level of genius and plenty of Lu-knowing fans, bloggers, and artists agree. Why can the media only accept one or few types of abnormal? There is virtually nothing you can do to ensure acceptance and success in entertainment. Everyone knows a story about someone who is pure genius but no one knows. This is just annoying and I'm disappointed.
Saturday
My Thoughts on What I Been Thinking
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Labels: music artists, society, tele, the media, Wasalu Muhammad Jaco
Wednesday
Classic Family Guy
"Hey, people got along just fine for thousands of years without AA. Just like they got along for thousands of years without religion."
random John: I like you and have no reason not to!
random John 2: I like you and have no reason not to!
random John 3: Hey, did you hear about that magic baby that was born in Bethlehem?
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Labels: tele
On Respect and Ignorance
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Labels: current events, death, ignorance, ohana means family..., tele
Sunday
Anytime you want to feel any type of cool:
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Labels: tele, Wasalu Muhammad Jaco, YouTube
Friday
What Has Playboy Done for You Lately?
You, or anybody else who enjoys looking at playboy-esque porn. I just don't agree with its fame in the world of popular porn. Are the magazines really that great? I've never been able to flip through one, but they must be amazing because in every movie or TV show, someone is flipping through a Playboy magazine. Why Playboy? Why not mention one of the other X-Rated magazines, or pornhub or spankwire, when it comes to websites? I will say that Playboy is...classier than most other brands in its genre; you can almost forget that it supplies porn if you visit the mobile website, but why would we try and be classy when the topic is porn? The oxymoron bells are ringing!
I also hear the parties at the infamous mansion are outrageous, but us porn-viewers have a better chance of getting into heaven. So have we thought of a reason why Playboy isn't chopped liver yet? Oh right: that ever-desirable, sexy Viagra-guzzler.
Moving on, before I get attacked..
I remember at my old house, how I used to watch PlayboyTV just about every night. It was channel 66...yeaah buddy lol. I guess it was free then, because we had CableVisions & there was no purchasing extra channels and all that. So back then, Playboy was certainly a good friend of mine. But now, if I skim through the channels, I have to pay this & that. What is that nonsense? You know you dont need that extra money, Viagra-guzzler. Honestly. Can't we just have a little free hardcore porn on the boob tube? & The titles of the stuff on PlayboyTV are soo intriguing. It just is unfair.
So Playboy, if you ever want me to write you a fat check, join the wonderful world of free porn. Thank you in advance.
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Labels: tele
Sunday
Spanking
There was this heated and very entertaining episode of The Tyra Show where mothers & women were discussing the morality of spanking and the whole nine. I recommend you watch/find it on the web or WHATEVER if you like debates period. I'd say it was one of the best episodes of Ty Ty, and I'm a religious viewer. (:
In my opinion, no rules can be set in stone when they concern people. That is truly the bottom line. Why? Because of the big V! Variation exists with people, and therefore with the situations they are involved in. So the only way to understand how to discipline a child, in my opinion, is to know the child. Discipline is all about repercussions. You do something bad and something bad happens to you. Parents put you in time out, take away something of yours, or spank you, whatever. Parents just have to know what disciplinary actions mean to their child or children and decide what repercussion is suitable to the malicious action. Every child cannot have the same upbringing because they require different things, and in turn, different nurturing or disciplinary actions.
I'm not a parent THANK BEEZUS, so I know it is easier said than done. But that is my 2 cents.
As a side note, I also believe parents should never spank a child when they are mad. You need to calm down first and the reason why is this: Don't you want to shoot a person sometimes? After you calm down, you'll still be ticked, but it won't be with as much anger. So don't wind up shooting your kid or yelling at them as if you'd want to shoot them. It is scary af!
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Labels: controversy, tele
Tuesday
formspring.me/autumnsays
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Labels: books, boyfriends, formspring.me, friends, hair, Janet Jackson, Kanye UniverseCity, love, movies, music, ohana means family..., phones, prince, school, shopping, summer, tele
Sunday
Friday
Anti-Social as per Networking
Thursday
Hooray Responsibility!
I'm gonna try this when I have a drunk friend with a car.
I square, ESPN has the best commercials. That's where I first saw the Old Spice commercials.
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Tuesday
This was funny
and I wanted to share.
Also, my afternoon was hilarious, courtesy of MTV's Disaster Date and Silent Library. I do recommend.
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Labels: formspring.me, tele
Monday
I Just Want Him for His Dang-a-Lang
I didn't know people still said that but that song is very entertaining. Except when she talks about getting her salad tossed...ewwwwwwww.
So I just watched 106 & Park for the first time in a looooong time. I saw the Rude Boy video, and now I know what that guy that I follow on Twitter was talking about with the wind or whine or whatever that Rih Rih does. It is quite entertaining. But that video can basically be seen as a graphic designer's dream or a lap dance. That is all. What kept me so entertained aside from Rih Rih's dance moves (throwing her vagina in our faces and attempting to pop some bootay) was not the colors, but the phrases that BET chose to bleep out. Honestly? We're gonna bleep out "can you get it up," but every other innuendo, which is basically every line of the song, stays? And Rih Rih, who are you effing with that can't get it up? I mean geez.
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Saturday
You the Breast!
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Labels: Kanye West, music artists, tele, YouTube
Boobage via Links
MTV Diary of...N.E.R.D. Anybody else mesmorized by the boobs at 0:40? Peeeeeep.
Rih Rih, I was not aware that we were still paying tribute to mj. Them socks are so unnecessary, just like your performance.
Kelis has decided to actually start distributing real music. Oh, and more boobs at 2:11. Great boobs, by the way. But did you see that madness she was seen wearing?
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Labels: MJ, music artists, Rihanna, tele
I'll Know Who Peeps My Space
CNN used the word "swag" for a headline. I tried to take a picture but I took too long. /:
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Labels: entertainment, stupidity, tele, YouTube
Tons of New Txting Buddies (=
1. and they are sophomores. I don't even like sophomores, but all of the cool ones were around me this week. Some freshmen too though. People weren't as repulsive for me this week. (:
2. I'm going to Costa Rica on Sunday and I don't wanna stay the whole week. I reaaaaally hope I can come back early, maybe spend time with Blue? That's definitely pushing it, but I'm allowed to have dreams.
3. Did you see True Life: I Need A Transplant? Pretty great, makes you feel sappy though. Otherwise, these new True Lifes look pretty lame. 16 & Pregnant is still damn good though.
4. I'm pretty hyped to see my SAT scores from earlier this month. They come on April 1 and unless I get over a 2000, I'm continuing my prep classes.
5. I'm about 19 hours into having braids and my head feels tighter than...yup. Prettay darn tight.
6. Blue doesn't act like he likes me anymore. We haven't seen each other in...almost 3 months. ):
7. I have to pack and I really don't want to. I have about 5 articles of clothing in my damn drawers anyway. Hmph
8. Fairly Oddparents was so much better when it first started. Now, it can't even hold my attention for very long.
9. Why do Ethan Hunt and Rico Strong do so many damn threesomes together?
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Labels: boyfriends, friends, hair, pervation, tele, vacation
Monday
I put my tongue like this, you cum in 5 seconds.
Lol I will never forget him saying that to me. I felt so violated but I must admit after all the dumbo weirdo freakazoid things Braids said & did & SHOWED on Thursday night, I did feel a little tinglay in the clitorial region when he said his mouth was watering cuz he wanna eat mee. I wouldn't let him even if I could but, ahhh. (: That's the sexiest thing ever. Anyways, did anyone see Jennifer Lopez on SNL? Omgg BOTH her damn performances SUCKED. I have a musical ear, but normally just for instrumental/intonation mistakes or mishaps. And my ear is very open to different kinds of vocals n shit. And although I never heard the songs she performed, I could just tell her vocals was FUCKED UP. She sounded horrible, her voice cracked MULTIPLE times, and it was the only thing that didn't blend with her back-up artists and band. Maybe it's because I always back it up for the band, but I find it very unlikely that that many people messed up continuously. It was just her. I'm sorry J. Lo, stick to the Mommy/Wife thing now I guess? Fail.
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Labels: fuckery, music artists, sex, snl, tele



