Throwback Thursday: "Sometimes I Rhyme Slow" -- Nice & Smooth

Old school illness, youngins. Nod your head in respect.

A Touch of Style

Does your coffee table feature a water-resistant, high-definition touchscreen powered by a Dell computer? No? Then it's time to step up your game.

Envied by its archaic counterparts, the Mozayo is a functional table, well suited for the home or office, while enhancing user interaction with a visually immersive experience.

Practical and purposeful, the Mozayo has been designed to serve as your connection to all things digital… well, that and an occasional glass of Pinot Noir sitting on its edge.

Take a look at the promo video below [And, being the huge "Ocean's 12" fan that I am, Mozayo gets serious cred for their choice of music], then click on the link above to bring some serious pimpery to your home decor.

Stalkerazzi: Miscellaneous Celebs

A few recent samplings of some fine work by the paparazzi.


Christina Milian
Is she still single? Because...damn.

Michelle Rodriguez
She's kind of skipped the spotlight lately, but she hasn't skipped the gym. TJ is probably somewhere using his own tears as...anyways...

Miley Cyrus
I used to have a theory that Miley was lousy in bed. I now have a theory that she's better than I previously thought. I also have a theory that I would give less than a fuck about all of my prior theories if she ever gave me an opportunity to find out just how good she is.

Kim Kardashian
Yeah, 'Ye locked it down (for now), but that hasn't stopped Kim from giving the photogs (and male eyes) what they want.

Respect My Gangsta: Derrick Salberg

I typically loathe baseball. I find the game about as exciting as watching two old men play chess in the park. So, if I'm posting a baseball highlight, you can rest assured that it's a damn good one.

During the first round of the NWAACC baseball championships, Lower Columbia College outfielder Derrick Salberg leaps over the fence to make a game-ending catch to rob Everett of a two-run home run and preserve a 4-2 victory.

Gangsta.

Monday Kickstart: The Dear John Valentine's Day Notebook

Not sure who created this spoof picture, but he or she deserves all the credit in the world (aside from credit for the assist, which goes to my dude Chris). And before my brothers and sisters out there start feeling cocky, just remember: You can just as easily make a picture like this using Tyler Perry's portfolio of terrible movies.

Now onto this week's motivation. Thus far, no woman has appeared in two different Monday Kickstarts; today that streak ends. Why? Because Miss Jessica Burciaga is still my #schoolboycrush, and she's just that fine.

Let's go.

It's the Weekend

Time to live up to expectations...

Denzel vs. Will

Jay Pharoah is brilliant with these two impressions. I'm dead off this shit.

Throwback Thursday: "Crush on You" -- Lil Kim ft. Lil Cease

Junior M.A.F.I.A. up in this bitch. Wish I could've found a better quality clip.

Pulling No Punches

I need to find a job where people pay me to verbally abuse them like this. This guy must sleep like a baby at night.

F.O.H.: Wedding UGGs

From The Huffington Post:

And now UGG, that Australian purveyor of sheepskin boots, is capitalizing on the offbeat bridal footwear trend. They've released a line of bridal UGGs designed to look appropriately festive for you to say your "I do"'s in.

No. No. NO. And don't tell me it's because you want to be comfortable. I'd rather my bride be barefoot at the altar than wearing UGGs.

Penalty Kick

How has this never happened before?

*thinking*

Okay, it's obviously happened before. But how has it never been captured on film before?





And...guys being guys...how isn't there a whole genre of "girls kicking themselves in the face" porn out there?

Monday Kickstart: Always Read the Fine Print

Credit where credit is due; this is brilliant.

Remember, if something sounds too good too be true...

Unless, of course, that thing is Fernanda Maia.

Let's go.

It's the Weekend

Time to...uhh...what was I...what was I saying?...

Trailer: Snow on tha Bluff

After three "Paranormal Activity" flicks, "Chronicle", "Project X", and seemingly hundreds of others (including "The Chernobyl Diaries", which is being promoted endlessly on TV these days), found-footage films have started to reach their saturation point. This, however, is the first truly fresh approach to the genre that we've seen.

From the film's website:

SNOW ON THA BLUFF is the story of, Atlanta robbery boy and crack dealer, Curtis Snow who steals a camera from some college kids in a dope deal and begins documenting his life. At first, it’s business as usual for Curt. He robs dope boys, he runs from the cops, and he sells drugs, all while trying to provide for his baby momma and 2-year-old son. But when one of the drug dealers he ripped off comes back for revenge, things in Curt’s life spirals out of control.

"Bluff" will be available soon on Netflix, and could definitely be worth your time.




TJ with the assist.

Throwback Thursday: "Breakdown" -- Mariah Carey ft. Krayzie Bone & Wish Bone

GotDAMN do I miss 1997 Mariah. I don't think she looked hotter at any other point in her career. Watching this video takes me back to freshman year in college.

Yes, I know I'm old. Fight me...

LambOWNED

While I think the snide comment by the anchorwoman is a little unjustifiably glib (and reeks of jealousy), the owner of this Lamborghini is most certainly a dumbass.

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Monday Kickstart: This Can't Be Life

*sigh* There are no words. Moving on...

Actually, let's look back for a second. Remember Six from "Blossom", otherwise known as Jenna von Oy? (You may also know her as Stevie Van Lowe on "The Parkers"—has she ever played a recurring character with a normal name?) If you follow me on Twitter, then you already know that she was packing a mean little frame under those 90s outfits.

Let's go.

It's the Weekend

Time to keep it real...

Put Your Cheeks in a Beek

If the 9:30-10 slot of your Wednesday night television viewing isn't dedicated to "Don't Trust the Bitch in Apartment 23", you're not doing it right.

Throwback Thursday: "Still Not a Player" -- Big Pun ft. Joe

"boricua, morena...boricua, morena..."

R.I.P., Punisher.

In Case You Were Wondering...

...Kate's still killing 'em.

Tail Report: Jhené Aiko

No charming intro or grovelling proclamations of love required. Girlie is straight fi-yah...

Auto Eroticism: Lamborghini Urus

From Life + Times:

Last month Lamborghini unveiled its newest concept car – an SUV dubbed the Urus. You read that right: Lamborghini, the company whose heritage is rooted in creating some of the world’s sexiest and most powerful exotic sports cars is now making SUVs and flying them under the same banner which has housed the Aventador, Reventon and Murciélago. While the Urus will probably be the most powerful SUV on the market (thanks in part to its aerodynamic design and V-10 584HP engine) it’s also being detested by fans of the Italian automaker, as enthusiasts are saying that Lambo is diluting its brand and lowering its standards for crossover appeal.

Hardline enthusiasts and traditionalists may be upset over the move, but I applaud it. Lamborghini has one of the richest sports car backgrounds around. How would that suddenly be erased by them making one SUV line? The Urus looks good (aside from the interior; they may want to rethink the whole "Alaskan redneck camouflage" trim), and should be pretty powerful. I'm looking forward to wishing I could afford one.

Ohhh...Kate

Yeah, I'm late in putting this on the page. Are you really going to complain? Or are you just going to sit there and watch over and over and over and over and over and over and over and over and over and...

RIP MCA (Adam Yauch)

I feel remiss for not posting about this on Friday, but I suppose the old edict of "better late than never" applies here.

The music world lost a giant that day. As a member of the Beastie Boys, MCA helped ignite an appreciation for insight within a generation—my generation—and gave voice to its disenfranchised passions. Though his battle with cancer was first announced in 2009, a sense of hope—one which we learned all-too-late was a false one—remained that he would eventually beat the disease with the same rebellious spirit that had bellowed forth every time he gripped the mic.

When life's plans aren't in line with your self-interests, you're left feeling betrayed. Losing Yauch, an older brother to millions of Beastie fans and billions of hip-hop fans, at the age of 47 elicits one word in my mind: Unfair.

Sasha Frere-Jones wrote a beautiful and personal column for The New Yorker:

The ideal memorial is written from distance, a generous calculation of merit that proceeds honorably without abandoning accuracy. I have to apologize right now for being unable to give you that—Adam Yauch was a part of my childhood, an ambassador to America from our New York, which is now gone, as is he.

The Smoking Jacket posted this video, which shows part of MCA's last performance.

In 2009, Adam Yauch revealed, on the Beastie Boys website, that he’d been diagnosed with cancer. That summer, 30 years after the band had formed, Yauch played his last show. The band was as good as ever.

We'll miss you, MCA.

Head Game -- She's Doing it Wrong

Ouchtown, population you girl.

Monday Kickstart: Prioritizing

Summer, and all of the serious partying that comes with it, is almost here. This past weekend I got twisted out in the middle of Ohio farm country at a friend's wedding, while most of the rest of my peoples partied at TJ's house for Cinco de Mayo. In the coming weeks are birthday parties, Memorial Day cookouts, pool parties, barbecues, and all the heat you can handle. Let's go...

Oh, wait, before we do... I should stop to offer Miss Kiki Kayo's thoughts:

Definitely. Get it.

It's the Weekend

Time to plan for the future...

Throwback Freestyle

A little extra Throwback action for you on this Thursday: Here's Big Pun, DMX, John Forte, Mic Geronimo, Canibus, and Mos Def setting it off in a restaurant booth back in the day.

Tail Report: Donnabella Mortel

Thank you, T.I.T.S. Blog. You guys are the...well, you know...

Donnabella Mortel is a Filipina actress originally from Seattle,WA who has been living in Los Angeles for the last three years to pursue her passion of acting, and she has been doing exactly that, landing several small and medium sized roles in television and film. She planned to attend law school after graduating Sum ma Cum Laude from Seattle U and dancing with the then NBA Seattle SuperSonics, but instead made the bold decision to follow her dream.

A quick stalking perusing of Donnabella's IMDB page shows that she appeared in a movie called "Hoodrat 2: Hoodrat Warriors", from which we get this still:

I'm going to go ahead and call it: Wifey Material. You can find the future "Ex-Mrs. D.E.F.I." on Twitter (@DBZIZZLE) and on her website, http://donnabellamortel.com/. (Producers: Hurry up and cast her in some new movie and TV roles. She'll need the money if she's going to be married to my broke ass.)

Throwback Thursday: "White Men Can't Jump" -- Riff

You're damn right I did. I always thought this was a cool little one-off track (I don't think any of Riff's other songs ever came close to generating the small amount of airplay that this one did). And the video—featuring Wesley Snipes, Woody Harrelson's dancing, and Rosie Perez's 90's/mom jeans—is a necessary history lesson for today's fans of music, style, and unintentional comedy.

Cee Lo Green "Take Away Show"

Here's a cool little piece by La Blogotheque (I kind of want to holla at the back up singers/musicians).

R.I.P. Junior Seau

Sad news has come out of San Diego today: Former NFL linebacker Junior Seau has died in an apparent suicide.

From North County Times:

Police responded to Seau's home on The Strand on Wednesday after receiving a call about a reported suicide. The San Diego County medical examiner's office said an investigator was sent to the scene.

Wood said Seau was beloved in the community and will be deeply missed.

"He was a local hero ---- he certainly gave back to the community and to the youth through his Junior Seau Foundation," Wood said. "Our thoughts and prayers go out to his family and friends."

Seau was one of my favorite players when I was a kid, and always struck me as one of the "good guys" in the world of sports. My condolences go out to his family and friends. He will be sorely missed.

B.R.A.D. — Suri's Pimpin' Little Brother

And I thought I was pretty bad ass for having a remote control to my living room lighting. Derek Low laughs at such trifles.

From The Huffington Post:

Derek Low, a freshman at UC Berkeley, has tricked out his room in an epic fashion. His abode, which he nicknamed BRAD (short for Berkeley Ridiculously Automated Dorm) has automatic curtains, light sensors and music befitted for every time of day or emotional experience possible. When his room is on "romantic mode," for example, music plays and the lights dim. On "party mode," loud music blares and there is a light show!