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FROM March 2, 2007

sasha is right analucia couldn't act her way out of an egg carton plus her drunk driving was a bad influence on the show's many young viewers worldwide. i think when eko is resurrected, he should be played by ghostface killah and the old eko should return as an evil version of himself - an other - in the style of Jean Grey/The Phoenix. Lost writers, you can have that one for free, K?

sorry for spoiling! i will give spoiler alerts next time.

in belated news: if you read peter scheldjahl's review of "yellow house" - the van gogh / gaugin book - in the new yorker a few weeks back and were compelled to purchase it based on scheldjahl's fascinating prose, let it be known that the review was more pleasurable to read than the actual book unless you are some kind of art historian or van gogh completist. I try to learn background on artists I think I hate for the perspective - ever since my opinion on Miro as "wack" changed forever after I visited the Fundacio Joan Miro in Barcelona and learned the political context and saw the paintings in their breadth and glory. So I think Van Gogh is total yawnsville, as a painter, but as a person I found him compelling - manic depressive, etc - at least as framed by scheldjahl - anyway - i'm gaining new understanding / appreciation of his use of color, whateva, but what's super yawnsville is the author's style."concise" i guess is what u must be whilst chronicling the life of oft-studied artists but still... the prose is like astronaut ice cream, DEHYDRATED.

Also, in the below post, i was not coming at anyone at New York or the New Yorker, I was coming at the ny media culture that renders those magazines holy grails and above reproach and pedestalizes the bourgeoisie and shits on "low culture" -- that is, unless the low culture is emanating from the ny media elite. Also - David Remnick REALLY pissed me off in his Gore editorial this week, word? How you gonna perpetuate "inexperienced" notions of Obama like that, call his enthusiasm "youthful naivete"? Did people call Bobby fucking Kennedy "youthfully naive"??!

Also, the new video for Beyonce's "Upgrade u" rips Kelis' Bossy something fierce - still, it made me want to make a video and employ my boyfriend for a cameo. I look good in his T-shirts. Mo called the video "a four minute long ad for the million-dollar victoria's secret diamond encrusted bra"

ARGH! I have to go to pilates class now, champions. PEACE

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