You Gotta Love...

There is absolutely nothing on TV this Sunday night, so I force myself to watch the MuchMusic Awards that was airing live in Toronto, and as I sit and watch this teen-bopper show I ask myself "who the fuck are these people?  I am not familiar with 98% of whoever was on this show. You have to have a lot of luck to have a song called "Boom Boom Pow" to become a hit. The song is crap.

LadyGaga is cool and she's got much more talent than her rival Britney Smears, but the skimpy dirty look outfits are not cool, and except for inmates in a prison, no one is going GaGa over those outfits. I swear I saw her clitoris dangling. And why the hell was that idiot Perez Hilton there, I can't stand the freak, he's revolting. Someone needs to pop that big head of his.

Well, after spending the 1/2 a day with family, my parents and I ate something called Kosher Pizza (I can feel the 10lbs coming on already and the huffing and puffing at the gym tomorrow), my father had a craving for kosher falafel and my mother and I had Kosher Pizza and we're not even kosher, I don't understand this kosher crap anyway. My neighbourhood is intertwined with different cultures, gotta love those rabbi's with those tall magician hats that come in different shapes and sizes, some even resemble a birds nest and as if the tallest hat means you're closer to god.

Pray to Jesus..  

Ops, wrong religion.

You gotta love that Israeli/Jewish hospitality. Same as when I was in Israel a couple months ago. It's like you have to help yourself or tempted to say "Yo, you get paid too much, what is this? Stand and Look Pretty Day??"

And there's those lousy jewish places that sell horrible, I mean horrible hummus. Of all places you'd least expect crappy hummus from a jewish restaurant. It's like an oxymoron.

The other day I recieived an email from Madonna.

ok...ok..

It was from Team Madonna, it was an email they sent me and the million other fans. I'm a love/hate fan since 1984. But anyway, it was for for some contest, where the ever so lucky chosen people win tickets to watch her sound check performance in Berlin. All expenses paid for. All one has to do is send their info along with a face shot in an email.

Lucky me, I have a recent shot from last week and well I hope they don't mind, I'm sure it won't impress them nor better my chances but I replied to the email, I typed my info and attached my picture..

Well, I hope they don't mind, but I've included some nipples with the face.

We'll have to see.