Oh how I miss Bench Buddy, as I now have nobody with whom to make fun of whatever pop music is playing in the tissue culture room.
The Pop Channel was just running some contest where they played a "Vintage Clip" and if you knew the artist, you would win tickets to some pop event, I think involving Mary J. Blige.
I thought "Man, that's so easy. That's totally Phil Collins. Whatever."
But it wasn't Phil Collins.
It was Ricky Martin.
I don't know what this means.
I'm pretty sure Ricky Martin sounds absolutely nothing like Phil Collins, though.
So it must mean I'm going insane.
Monday, June 12, 2006
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