"I'm Lovin' Life"- Christina Milian

It's been a while.  Over a year.  Or something like that.  So long the last woman on top was either Misato of Evangelion fame or Trish Stratus...Beyonce` completely missed out on what would have been a long and glorious run atop my reader-less blabber.  So now the queen is Christina Milian...one who is just slightly less of a jobber than I at this point.  Oh sure, she goes to all the events and has a music video...but I'd venture to say that only  1% of the world's population are aware of her existence.  Maybe that's a little too conservative...I don't know though.  What's 1 % of 6 billion anyway?  6,000 maybe?  That's too few.  That would leave like 50 international fans, cause I know she has some in the U.S., and I just don't see anyone putting on a concert for some 10 Japanese school girls in a smoke filled gym.  That's more Paul Heyman's style of venue.  If 1% is 60,000...I could accept that.  Even 600,000, although that seems a tad on the high side.  Either way, she's currently the number one contender to the still vacant CRT-Wife position.  I am, as always, still taking applications however.

And so it is on.  My first thought in a year.  Yeah...that sounds about right.  I haven't done much thinking.  Outside of sports analysis.  Speaking of sports...

The Pistons rule the world, and I told everyone they kicked ass well before they made the finals.  It was Jack Duncan who couldn't respect they're brilliance..."they can't score" he says.  Well what about Ben Wallace's 9.5 points per game, bitch!?  Well...okay, that was a career high for him, but he's the exception.  Sheed and Rip and Chauncey all are capable of 20+, even 30+ games. 

So Kobe's a rapist.  Kinda blows cause he's the only "superstar" today who consistently plays well...and by that I mean good defense every night.  I guess his ability to hound an opponent all night until they submit under the pressure paid off when he needed a quick lay.  And boy was it quick...for a guy who can go 48 minutes all out, he could use some maggot cheese. 

The Super Bowl was probably one of the best football games every played.  Too bad I could have cared less for either team.  Double too bad considered the lesser of the two evils, the Panthers, went down to the Homos. 

What else is there?  The Government?  Rummy and Cheney are crooks.  Bush is retarded.  Fortunately, not everyone else is, so we're seeing some results out of the ill-timed and completely unnecessary war in Iraq. 

By the way...if you take Peak Oil and apply it to current world events, it all makes perfect sense.  Neat, isn't it?

How about some e-wrestle?  Well...there is no news.  I had the best run of my life in GWE, and can never top it ever.  Then I went to AW to help bail Razor out for some insane reason, and put over a bunch of homos before I ran out of people for Razor to job me to.  I am hated there with great vigor, or was till they realized they had nothing without the Force and died again.

How about some pro wrestle?  RAW kicks ass.  I mark for Evolution and Eugene.  And Kane, and Benoit.  But Smackdown sucks penis.  Big fat penis.  Except for the Dead Man and JBL anyway.  Even Cena sucks these days.  Poop jokes are not cool or edgy.  They are pathetic.

Comp may be dead.

How about my professional life?  I'm going to be a screenwriter now.  And I've started one, though I don't like it and will probably scrap what I got and start over and do a different idea.  I could also be rich by November.  Which is good.

What about college you say?  It exists, and I attend it, and while my family is mind numbingly annoying with their heaping of praise over what little success I have seen...I could care less.  I did the academic success thing in high school.  In college, I want to pass, get my degree, and move on.  Whatever acclaim comes my way does.  The Honors Program is retarded, by the way.

On a side note, I could also care less about getting a degree.  Preferably, I'll sell a screenplay before I graduate at age 21 and head straight to the West side for some California Love.  If I don't...then I'll get my degree and go work as an assistant or gofer or some shit at a TV station or network until I can climb the ranks and become a writer.  

Whatever...let's face it...I'm gonna be a big screenwriter.  There can be no other way.  The one thing I truly have confidence about in my life is my writing and creative ability.  My brain might as well be a bank, cause it's full of checks waiting to be cashed.  Well, I also have confidence about my cunnilingus skills, but that's neither here nor there.  That's for the woman on top to contemplate.

Usher's "Burn" may be the best song I've heard in ages.  There are manlier works out there, cooler works out there...but the song is beautiful.  Usher has kicked it up to notches unknown to man this time out.

Alright.  Those are my thoughts. 

This lady right here knows the score:


Love and Peace.

Pimps 4 Life.