As a fairly still-unknown writer, the shuttering of the last two publications hits me straight in the big A (Aspiration). It doesn't come as a shock, though; we live in a culture where Sarah Palin's memoir was the biggest deal in books and literature this year. Nothing says near-final rites like her 432-page chunk of nothing does.
Speaking of nothing, methinks the much-drawn out news of George Stephonopoulos' GMA (Good Morning America--which, for me, means Give Me Aspirin) anchorship seemed much ado about the obvious. The hubbub seemed more designed to garner viewers for the show than anything else.
With that news hangover cured, we can focus on the more important things--like the Jackson family's scripted reality show (a yawn fest if ever there was one) or the coming Sex and the City sequel (which I initially mistook for a sci-fi film about she-male cyborgs; glad to know I was right)--also known as Carrie: Yawn.
Featured Song: "I Guess That's Why They Call It the Blues," Elton John Chorus (from Too Low for Zero)
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