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I don't know how I missed this but Toni Braxton has a new album coming out in early May. I just watched the video for her first single Yesterday. Thankfully it's not yet another remake of The Beatles Yesterday. Rather it's a duet with Trey Songz (who reminds me of Chris Brown). The song itself does have that commercial sound to it. It actually sounds like something I've heard before. I just can't put my finger on what song. The upswing is that Toni's voice never sounded clearer and the assist by Trey Songz works. I think she finally swallowed her sandwich.Labels: media
This would be an interesting place to enjoy sushi (aside from the obvious adjustment needed). Notice the one guy on the corner was way quiet. Guess he was too focused on the model and the food to contribute to the inane conversation.
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Some newer readers may be wondering why I'm titling this entry the way I've done. Some may be asking themselves what exactly is a RIO?










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This rant is so old news but I've been reading on Television Without Pity about 11/16's episode of the View (because lord knows I don't care to watch much of that dreck anymore, even on the days I work from home...*LOL*). But apparently Tim McGraw (and tell me that's not really him...*LOL*) was on the view harping about Kayne West's hijacking of Taylor Swift at the VMA's. When did that happen again? That's so old news. Kayne is a egotistical jerk (the remix of Beyonce's EGO with his intro perfectly displays that) but everyone knows that. I will have to watch that episode on Hulu.com to see if McGraw's comments bordered of being racist (as was alluded to by some of the posters). Of course anyone who saw the episode can chime in anytime.
Happiness is finally walking into a local Chicago area Subway and finding out they have Buffalo Chicken on their menu. I've only been waiting three years to try that sub. It's available for a limited time so of course the minute I saw it, I had to try it. So after the long wait, was it worth it you say? It was good, not the best. But I was satiated.
Speaking of Buffalo Stance....check out this classic song from the 80's.:
I can't believe I missed this. But a few months back, all four original members of En Vogue made an appearance on Wayne Brady's Don't Forget The Lyrics and raised a good sum of money for three different charities. You know me seeing that is fueling those long dormant rumors of them coming back for another album, especially since they seemed to all get along. I'd still love Rhona to make an appearance since she's helped keep them somewhat alive. Damn those ladies can still sing and they still look hot. If I were a straight man....*LOL*.
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If anyone watches the McLaughin Group, the last word you would use to describe anyone on the McLaughin group is a stud. I keep forgetting to watch the show but always enjoy watching the antics of the various members of the group whenever I do get to watch it. Nine times out of ten, I'm usually able to catch it whenever I'm in Detroit visiting my folks.
tud comment. Hemingway I was in Detroit this past weekend visiting my parents for the purpose of attempting to declutter some of the items that they have. The reason being that I'm hoping to get them ready for eventually moving out of the old house they're living in now and moving into a smaller place.
me across sounding like a fanboy, which I guess this blog entry is all about. Unfortunately there aren't that many pictures of Sevastopulo out there on the Internet. The two I found on Google is what I linked in this entry and aren't his most flattering, even though they give a good idea of his physical appearance. But if you look at the YouTube video below of last week's McLaughin Group episode, he first shows up around the two minute, fifty four second mark. Plus based on IMDB (I love that site), he's made at least two previous appearances on the show, once on 09/09/2007 and again on 12/21/2008. Looks like I have some viewing to do...*LOL*.Labels: media
I was disturbed to read online the story about a student at Virginia Tech who was found beheaded by another student. Apparently it happened in a public cafe and with an ordinary kitchen knife in front of several witnesses. To my surprise, I saw the news item on Fox news (because they're not biased there...*LOL*) website. I stumbled up on that story after my bff Eugene told me about another disgusting story where a man abandoned 300 rats (story I found since then reduced number to 280 rats) on the side of the road. They were trapped in fish tanks for several days and apparently it became a game of survival of the fittest when the rats started eating each other in desperation.
Sigh...I'm back in Chicago and as of today, back on the job. I want to give a blow by blow detail of my trip to Hawaii but am not feeling up to typing anything right now. I promise to share soon, though.

Visiting NeenaLove's blog inspired me to put up another entry. Following her lead, this entry is all about songs for any given situation. Of course I'm good at typing song lyrics (on occasion) to coincide with whatever topic of the day I blog about. So without further adieu.
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Oh my gosh. I have been so bad in keeping up with my blogging and blogs. I just haven't felt like typing much with everything still being insane at the job. I think I'll pull a Norris and just provide a list of random events or things that have caught my attention in the last month. I reserve the right to ramble on a few.
en enjoying Season 1 of Dexter on DVD. The title character is a Miami blood forensics expert who moonlights as a serial killer with a twist. He's a killer of other serial killers. I admit it's an interesting dynamic since taking a human life is
wrong but at the same time he's taking the lives of those who takes other lives and slip through the system. Plus it's so cool seeing Lauren Velez in another television series. I still have fond memories of her from her New York Undercover days. That's really old school. I also keep hoping Erik King takes off his shirt one day and preferably just wearing briefs. Tight briefs. That brotha is so fine.
sentences she says in regards to Palin: "McCain can’t repudiate his choice for running mate. He not only risks the wrath of the GOP’s unforgiving base, but he invites others to second-guess his executive decision-making ability. Barack Obama faces the same problem with Biden.Only Palin can save McCain, her party and the country she loves. She can bow out for personal reasons, perhaps because she wants to spend more time with her newborn. No one would criticize a mother who puts her family first.
Do it for your country." I wonder if that'll be bought up in the debate.
10) I can't think of a point 10....but thought I should have 10 points to make things even. (Although it looks like based on the labels assigned for this post, I've covered almost every category.)
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I got this interesting article from Rock who in turn got it from one of Yahoo's bulletin boards. Apparently NBA star Doug Christie nearly choked to death over the weekend in front of a large crowd of people because his wife wouldn't let a woman doctor near him to save his life. Here's more details from the article. Talk about crazy. Both husband and wife sound as nutty as they come. Sometimes you just can't make this shit up.
SACRAMENTO--Jackie Christie, wife of NBA star Doug Christie, refused to let a female doctor save her husband's life Saturday when he nearly choked to death during a dinner at the Pilothouse Restaurant in Sacramento . Christie frantically screamed for a doctor after her husband began gagging on a chicken bone, but when Clarissa Jordan, a 41-year-old female doctor, rushed to his aid, Christie grew agitated. She reportedly told Jordan t o "back off" even as Doug's face turned purple and his breath came out in short, labored gasps.
Bystanders watched in horror as Jackie Christie calmly waited for a male patron to save her husband's life. Luckily, Sanjay Mehta, a local medical student who was sitting at the bar in an adjacent room, was able to apply the Heimlich maneuver just in time to avert a tragedy. The chicken bone came up, and Jackie defended her decision not to let a female doctor save her husband.
"Miss Clarissa Jordan, or whatever her name is, came running over like a poodle in heat," said Christie. "I could tell she was lusting after my husband, which is why I wouldn't let her near him. Sure, she's a doctor, but that's a great way to get her little tongue down my husband's throat. Believe me, I'm no fool. Plus, m y husband would never want a female doctor saving his life. He'd feel too guilty having another woman lay her hands on him. He'd rather die. I'm sure of it."
Bystanders reported that Christie was not satisfied to simply wave Jordan away. Instead, she began beating the woman with her purse until the horrified doctor fled in terror. Christie said those claims were exaggerated, but did admit to "getting physical with her."
"I wouldn't say I beat her that hard. I just was trying to deter her from her ultimate goal of having sex with my dying husband," said Christie. "Yes, I hit her a couple time with my purse, but I had to. The woman was relentless! She kept saying 'He's going to die! He's going to die!' And I was like 'Whatever, bitch. Keep your hands to yourself.'"
After Jordan fled the scene, another female attempted to call 9-1-1, but she, too, was thwarted by Jackie Christie. The women, 29-year-old waitress Cheryl Malcolm, insisted that she was just trying to help.
"After that woman [Jordan] got beat up, I realized Doug was still choking," she said. "So I ran over, grabbed my cell phone and started dialing 9-1-1. Then [Christie] slapped the phone out of my hand and told me to mind my business and stop looking at her husband like that. I had no idea what she was talking about. I would never look at that guy in a sexual way. Gross."
After Malcolm was turned away, it looked like the end for Doug Christie. The Kings forward lay in a heap on the floor, his face bulging and red, his fists clenched, and his throat clogged with a large chicken bone, while Jackie sat with her arms folded and waited.
"I don't know the Heimlich maneuver or anything like that, so I didn't want to try anything that would hurt my baby," said Christie. "I was getting a little nervous, especially when his eyes started bulging out of his head, but I knew if I waited long enough, some guy would come along and save him. If not, Doug would have been killed. But it's Ok. I made him promise to come back and haunt me after he dies."
Dr. Mehta was summoned into the room by a frantic patron who witnessed the choking. After he administered the Heimlich to Christie, he noted that if another moment had passed, Doug would've surely perished.
"I am extremely surprised that this man's wife did now allow Miss Jordan to save his life," said Mehta. "If another minute had gone by, he would surely be dead. In my country, this mad woman would have her hands cut off and her vagina sewn shut."
After being revived, Doug hugged his wife and breathed a sigh of relief. He thanked Dr. Mehta for saving his life, and recalled the final moments before he was rescued.
"Whew, that was a close call," said Christie, wiping the sweat off his brow. "I actually saw scenes from my life flashing by. The funny thing was that my wife was in all of the scenes, even the ones from my childhood before I met her. She was just there in the background with her arms folded, shaking her head disapprovingly. Huh. I bet a shrink would have a field day with that one, huh? A male shrink, of course."
After thanking Dr.. Mehta, Christie also offered some words of gratitude to his wife.
"Although I am glad to be alive, I'm equally glad that my wife spared me the indignity of having another woman give me the Heimlich," he continued. "That would've been catastrophic. Even if I had lived, what kind of life what that have been, knowing that I looked at, and briefly touched, another woman? I guess it would be kind of a normal life, actually. Anyway, that's the last time I ever eat chicken."
In order to avoid future incidents like the one that took place at the Pilothouse, the Christies have decided never to eat in a public place again.
"There's a lot of danger to eating in public," said Doug. "The outside world is fraught with peril. You never know, you could be sitting there eating, minding your business, and a chicken bone could get lodged in your throat causing you to need assistance from a female doctor or paramedic. Don't laugh. It happened to us, and it could happen to you."
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