Give me some good beer, conversation, friends, and music and there is little that will bother me. I try to treat others as I wish to be treated and when I don't, I like to think I learn from my mistakes. I believe most people are trustworthy until proven otherwise. I'm a conversational snob. I have little tolerance for stupidity or rudeness. Common courtesy is one of the best traits one can have. I believe there is conversation that is inappropriate for the dinner table. I love running into people I used to know, but am always happier if I look cute when it happens. I think there would be much less ruckus in the world if brunch were a daily offering.

Thursday, August 18, 2005

Really? The Pussycat Dolls?

So I'm flipping through the channels the other night and noticed a promo for the Teen Choice Awards. I will generally tune into these shows for the "live" performances because, yes, I do enjoy the occasional dose of undeserved pop superstardom. The usual cast of characters were there, Gwen Stefani, Black Eyed Peas and then to my shock they mention the Pussycat Dolls. Are you kidding? They are a burlesque act - singing "dontcha wish your girlfriend was (blank) like me?". The words to fill in the blank you ask? Raw, a freak, hot, fun. Sigh. Now, I'm no prude, not too conservative but c'mon there has got to be a line. There were 8 year olds in the audience singing along. Granted, bad parenting may factor into this a bit but don't the producers and talent bookers of the show have some responsibility here?
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