Wednesday, November 12, 2003

 
Today I cut my finger really badly on chowda - not just the cheap stuff - but yummy wolfgang puck chowda - so the metal was thicker...good thing I didn't bleed into the soup, otherwise it'll be Manhattan clam chowder, says messy

so today was grueling - two stories done, three written - two good on hot pot and the FAME winner Harlemm Lee, then one that turned out bad, the Tupac review - i ran out of creative juices and started pulling words out of my butt.

then, three interviews -
1. with jewel - who exclaimed she didn't turn hoochie b/c in her second album she was already wearing a miniskirt and stilletos. instead it was a choice, b/c she's already rich and doesn't have to make any more music. besides she doesn't want to do music forever with facelift at 40.

2. tupac's friend and old producer - he was super nice, said the documentary was real to tupac, but tupac then would never would have ended a film with his and biggie's mom hugging, tho now from heaven, he may be ok with it. very sweet interview, but at the end, he asked if he was in town, if we could have lunch? is that ok?

3. britney spears - a teleconference i'm afraid with a boatload of other journalists, most of whom male who were panting just hearing her. she says she is grown up, doesn't see her audience made up of 7 year-olds, and the whole sexuality trip as made up by journalists. btw, any comments from her past pastor she says - what does he know, religions are things that cause wars. but say, if she had suddenly gone blind and had one hour to see, she would spend it with family among strawberries and whipped cream!

--- my conclusion - pop music melts your brain.

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