“The best Super Bowl Halftime Show ever!” –Jay-Z, Wendy Williams, The World
It was a raucous Sunday night with just a hint of spring in the New Orleans air. The glint of Mardi Gras beads twinkled here and there in the night like stars. The massive slaughter of poultry shot the demand for chicken flesh to an all-time high. The last ounce of chicken blood was reportedly last seen swinging in a vial from Angelina Jolie’s neck. But the spookiness did not end there.
Maybe Beyonce and Jay-Z should have named her Midnight Blue, for all the time she spends shrouded in darkness.
Blue Ivy spends first birthday alone. Playing solitaire. Waiting for the birth of Karmenian Bluegrass, Kim and Kanye West’s little klothespony-to-be. . . .
Kould "Karmenian Bluegrass" be the koveted name?
This is The Komprehensive List of baby names
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Kim Kardashian and Kanye West’s klothespony-to-be.
(Krisses and Khalifas are exkluded, of kourse!)
“Age ain’t nothin’ but a number. Gettin’ down ain’t nothin’ but a thang.”
Many have tried to convince us that the late American singer and sweetheart Aaliyah never appeared on a BET Awards show in a baggy sweatshirt hiding a basketball.
Face swole.
Let’s assume that our eyes were not playing tricks on us that night so many years ago.
Let’s assume that the pregnancy rumors were true.
Macklemore and Wanz looking and sounding incredible on Late Night with Jimmy Fallon.
Master P and MC Hammer must be scratching their heads about now. They must be asking themselves: “Where were these guys before I unloaded all my loot on the sort of stuff that the Bible warns will rust, break, and or get eaten by moths?”
Bruno Mars' voice takes his fans to paradise.
Listen. Or rather, listen again.
So I have been trying to figure out why “Locked Out of Heaven” by that handsome old soul Bruno Mars is so infectious. It’s the type of song you could listen to over and over again. And thanks to 96.5 Kiss FM in Cleveland, Ohio, if you’re a fan of the song, you can hear it every 3 to 5 minutes. Right after anything Rihanna or the Beebs. So I have come to the conclusion that the reason why this song gets into your system is because . . .
TMI...or just TOO MUCH?
The 40th Annual American Music Awards was held live at the Nokia Theatre last Sunday in Los Angeles, California. And singer Pink, singing her single “Try,” once again held us captive. Mostly with fear. The school-age gymnastics have obviously paid off for Pink. But it is the teenage angst-filled years of Pink’s not-so-perfect existence—the not-so-soft filling in the middle of songs like “Try”—that have made her fascinating.
Palatable.
Crowds gathering for early voting in Cleveland, Ohio today.
After a night of extended “wine tasting,” groggy and a little hung-over, I decided to take advantage of the extended early voting hours at the Board of Elections in Cleveland, Ohio. I did not go willingly.
"Dang! Where's Kanye when you need him?"
At The 46th Annual Country Music Awards fans really listen to the music. Like the performers—as if holding a tall glass of sweet tea, but afraid to spill it—they hardly move.
When a boy and a girl only have eyes for each other, woe to the girl who would break the gaze. Die-hard romantics, too embarrassed to admit the truth, are hiding a secret thrill that the girl, who stood between the sun and the earth like the moon, has finally moved into another orbit.
