A random table at the office, where the cup of media has runneth over.
A co-worker dubbed this workstation the “Staten Island” of the office.
The “That” in question could refer to a number of things, the very least of which being the absurd amount of self-obsessed tacky rhetoric I had to print at work today. Imagine 250 pages of Ralph Lauren’s greatest phrases. That sounds like something I made up, doesn’t it? It’s not. Also, imagine having to print that gospel, THE GOSPEL ACCORDING TO RALPH, 4 times. That’s 1000 pages of Ralph Lauren. Imagine also having to print out another couple of thousand pages of transcribed Ralph Lauren, including “The Ralph Lauren Philosophy” video transcription. I almost printed another copy of the whole lot of it out for me to take home and podcast a preposterous reading for all of you.
But, in actuality, I’m also referring to the subject of the following headline, screen-capped from Wired’s website, for your enjoyment:
Hehe … Pirates. HA. If that’s too confusing, here’s a picture to clarify:
Yes, your hunch might have been right, an RIAA SWAT team was employed to take down DJ’s Drama and Cannon for pirating music. That’s right, the RIAA not only thinks they have to take down Mix Tape Kings, and that they need a SWAT team to do it. That’s how they do overkill in Atlanta, I guess. I’m quite exhausted from work, so if you want a better analysis of the story, click here for Oh Word’s take on things.
For more unneccessary stupidity, we go to the greatest source of superfluousness: Jessica Simpson. Jessica has now gone on record with the following statement:
The 26-year-old was asked not to sing solos in church, because men found her feminine assets too distracting. However, having found fame and success as both a pop singer and an actress career, Simpson now “wears” her breasts proudly.
She says, “I always felt they disabled me from what I wanted to do. Now, I own them. They’re like wearing a great necklace. You can’t pay for that sort of accessory – though I know people do. But they never look as good at the real ones.”
Now that’s what I call comic gold. For more on this story, and for photos of Jessica, go to Egotastic!, where I got this story from.
I’ll be back tomorrow to talk road trip playlist, from an undisclosed location in the Catskills.
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