Oldie but goodie today.

I don’t remember how I got on the subject, but on Friday I made the comment that someone needs to remind Nelly Furtado that she’s a) white and b) from Canada. She used to be all cute girl from next door-sy, and now? She’s all bumping and grinding and a little frightening. There’s something not quite right there, and I can’t quite put my finger on it.

Sometimes, I wish I had the cojones of someone like Glenn Beck: “Madam, prove to me that you are not working for Celine Dion.”