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A little poetry, a la Britney Spears.
Honeymoon Poem
11.10.2004
A honeymoon at last, to get away from it all
My assistant Fe gave me the call.
I remember it well, as she was smilin’
She said it was called Turtle Island.
I packed my bags light and quick,
Then grabbed my pink dress & favorite lipstick.
We hopped on a plane and took our flight
I slept really well, all through the night.
As we arrive, I turn and look out the door,
People are greeting us right at the shore.
A meal, a shower and some ice cream
Then I threw my man down, you know what I mean!
Magical nights filled with stars
Silence is golden, no running cars.
Private dinners, romantic fires
Little piece of heaven, whatever your heart desires.
Friendly “hellos” and never goodbyes
When you’re having fun, oh, how time flies!
As we sit and prepare to make our part
I thank you, Turtle Island, with all my heart!
~ Britney
I was about to write, “This makes me want to gouge my eyes out with a rusty, herpes-infected dipstick.” But, you know, it doesn’t. I’m totally numb to this kind of depraved b&%$s^&* by now. And you know what did it? VH1, baby. V-H-fricking-1.
I think The Best Week Ever is to blame for my insanity. Why do I care about Mo Rocca’s opinion about anything? Now, a little exercise in corporate monopolism: Viacom owns VH1, MTV, and CMT. I JUST SAW MO ROCCA IN A RHINESTONE-STUDDED VEST ON CMT COMMENTING ON COUNTRY MUSIC. I see Mo Rocca everywhere. He’s making snide remarks on MTV, then – oh no! – he’s on CMT. Oh, now he’s on I Love the 80s. Now, the 90s. So fun! Oh, he’s on The Daily Show now. Another Viacom station! Yea!
WTF?
By the way, I had a professor say that The Daily Show was the most accurate news source on television today. I raised the point that the guest balance was severely skewed. He edited his comment to be “the first 10 minutes of The Daily Show is” blah blah blah. Whatever. Sidenote. I think the average between CNN and FNC is the accurate representation.
I’m just going to watch Frasier.