Say wha’ now?
I’m heartbroken. The Body Shop is discontinuing my beloved brand of tinted moisturizer. Luckily that means it’s on sale, so I stocked up yesterday after payday. I felt like that episode of "Seinfeld" where Elaine’s favorite brand of sponge is discontinued so she buys several boxes of it, then has to decide whether or not a guy is "sponge-worthy". Guess I’ll have to decide which locales and personage are "tint-worthy" from here on out. Blast!
Those transition sequences with the Fly Girls on "In Living Color" had the best, danceable hip hop music. Where did that Salt n Pepa-type style of hip hop go?
I remember someone calling in to Casey Kasem’s Top 40 back in 2000 asking for an explanation of the song "Say My Name" by Destiny’s Child, and him actually using national radio air time explaining its ghettofied discourse. I do miss Destiny’s Child and they poignant lyricism, ranking right up there with Dylan and Lennon… "Naasty put ya clothes back on, I tole ya"
