ready to have your mind blown? okay. there's a track on the new jay-z album entitled "guns 'n' roses." it features lenny kravitz. it samples cake, i.e. the band. still with me? okay. it is produced by HEAVY BUM-DIDDLE-LEE-D. where has he been?! apparently scouring cake records, searching for breaks. the cake community is up in arms -- since they seem to be centralized in new york state, very few of you are in any immediate danger. cake themselves remain suspiciously quiet regarding the matter.
i just saw a commercial for fsad. that's "female sexual arousal disorder," when a woman is unable to achieve or maintain, yes, sexual arousal. (like the germans, american society is slowly coming up with a name for everything.) the commercial wasn't really catchy, though. it was just a bunch of multi-culti women in front of a colorful background -- and no, there wasn't any morphing whatsoever. also: no images of happy couples out experiencing life, free of crippling dysfunction or of people looking at themselves in mirrors with a palpable sense of smug self-satisfaction. worst of all, it lacked a clever tagline. two suggestions: fsad: he's not the only one who can't "get it up." fsad: because maybe you really do have a headache.
though i expect the mass-mailers out there to come up with something far more clever.
i apologize to those of you whose lives have been thrown into utter disarray by my absence. i assure you: i have been writing. just not here. i've actually had to write four essays for school: two, of a "creative" nature, are viewable here; the other are not (one is about moll flanders and becky sharp; the other is about the films of don siegel). so, if you want to read about glasses and youthful solipsism, go right ahead; if you want to learn more about the links between hot dogs and family, you're equally free to do so.
i don't think i've ever linked this before. if i have, it certainly wouldn't hurt to re-post. for timbaland fans out there, here is his production discography, courtesy of timbaland heaven. latest additions are the justin trax, i believe. simply put, you need to hear "cry me a river."
vain, selfish
& lazy is true to its name and its creator, fred solinger, aged 24. thin but wiry, he is an off-and-on ultimate fighter. he maintains his residence in new jersey. contact me.