-I'm sure that Bun B's latest two guest verses (on The Cool Kids' remix of "Pennies," and the possibly-remix-it's-unclear version of Clipse's "Kinda Like A Big Deal) are bonkers. He'll "lay you down like the swine flu" on "KLABD," and is "so sick wit it, betta pass me the Tamiflu" on "Pennies". Two, count 'em, TWO excellent flu-related similes! Bun is a king, Underground, and otherwise.
Pennies (The Updated Rosters Remix) - The Cool Kids
-I'm not sure where this season of LOST finishes (the whole being across the world thing has me two eps from the finish line), but I dig that Ann Arbor is coming into play. If Mike Hart crashes on the Island, it'll officially be the greatest show of all-time.
-I'm not sure who the last veritable career-maker in the rap game was. Luda, T.I., and Jeezy don't have anyone in their respective camps that could even qualify for the B-List (considering that includes Young Dro and Killer Mike, it's a damn disgrace, but still). I guess 50 made Game's career, but then Em made 50's career, and Dre made Em's career. Anyway, I think that 'Ye might be the closest thing to it. Cudi's been quietly blowing up, although I'm not sure is mainstream enough to blow. And this Mr Hudson character...just listen to the fucking song. And do we get to say that 'Ye letting Lupe guest on Late Registration made Lupe? I dunno, I think that's kinda bullshit, but I'm just one man.
-I'm sure that my new obsession with Bones is one of the weirdest experiences I've ever had with a TV show. Season One is kinda indefensibly silly, where there's so much character stuff going on that they sometimes forget to explain how the case du jour got solved. But by the fourth season, they've got their shit together. It clicks on a bunch of different levels, and despite the fact that I can't stand one of the main characters (Angela), I realize her importance to the balance of the cast. Thumbs up.
-I'm not sure if the weather system in Australia is aware that's it's supposed to be sunny here. It's rained for twelve straight days and I'm on the edge of the edge. I feel like I'm living in Seattle, except without all the flannel shirts and WTO riots.
-I'm sure LeBron is going to kill himself this offseason to get even better (terrifying) and ask the Cavs to make a move or two to help him out (burying the corpse of Mo Williams would be a good start). He played maybe the best individual series I've ever seen being guarded five-on-one and made it to six games. I dunno what happened to the Cavs' gusto-maybe they were never that confident a team, maybe Orlando just matched up really well-but they were flat the whole series. Finals pick: Orlando in 6.
-I'm not sure what person made the decision to greenlight the Max Payne movie but I'd hope that the recession has taken away their job. No hate, but if we're gonna throw around millions, let's please not spend it on something that ridiculously bad. No, you know what? It wasn't even ridiculously bad, because that can be funny. It was uninterestingly terrible. I feel bad for anyone who went to see it based on the trailer because it's NOTHING like that and NOTHING like the game. Jamie Hector's only in one scene, dammit! Horrible.
-I'm sure that I need to eat. You stay classy, Planet Earth.
