Lucky for us, one of her students was clever enough to record the whole thing on his cell phone. Which is just another reminder that you shouldn’t do anything in public that you don’t want millions of people seeing on the Internet.
It’s always a bit irritating to see how much more money dead people make than the rest of us. Especially during a year when many of us may have to eat turkeys made of Top Ramen on Thanksgiving.
Well … I wouldn’t go that far. Though a lot of people don’t know that the pilgrims loved Top Ramen.
Forbes released its annual list of top earners among the dead, with Elvis clearing $52 million the past year. Not bad. Second on the list was “Peanuts” creator Charles Schulz, who made $33 million, followed by Heath Ledger at $20 million.
Plant is apparently resisting getting back with the band and earning truckloads of money. Which would be noble and all if they didn’t sound great when they reunited for one show last December. Plus, I never saw Led Zeppelin and would like to trade one of my children for a floor seat. Touring under the name “Led Zeppelin,” without Robert Plant, would be a mockery of a travesty of a sham. Or something like that.
He’s simply not replaceable. Who are they going to get? I read somewhere they’re considering the guy who replaced Scott Stapp in Creed … only they knew a band even as crappy as Creed couldn’t go forward under that stupid name without the guy out front, so they changed their name to Alter Bridge. (I think that was it. Sadly, I forget to care.) Even Creed knew that … and they blow.
If they want to tour, fine. Write some new stuff and go out under another name. But just for fun, what if they did replace Plant without changing the name? Who would be the correct choice?
How about Michael Jackson? That would be the greatest thing to ever happen to rock. And by greatest, I mean the worst. I would give what’s left of my tattered 401(k) to hear him screech “Whole Lotta Love.”
This is a horrifying revelation. Not because there was a UFO, but that we would shoot at them. Doesn’t anybody watch movies? These things have DEATH RAYS! They can KILL US ALL!
In a typed manuscript from the pilot, the pilot said he was ordered to unleash a volley of 24 rockets at the craft, which he didn’t see but was lighting up his radar. He said at the time “To be quite candid, I almost (expletive) my pants.”
Yeah, I bet. Who wants to start War of the Worlds? Especially when we’re not sure whose side millions of Scientologists would line up on.
Britain’s Sky News tracked down the pilot: retired U.S. airman Milton Torres, who lives in Miami, where many other retired humans reside. He says the thing had the radar signature of something as big as an aircraft carrier. ”it was so fast, it was incredible.” When he landed, he was led to a man in civilian clothes who said he couldn’t discuss the encounter with anyone, including his commander.
Someone needs to capture and interrogate Tom Cruise immediately and find out what he knows, before it’s too late.
Posted on Monday, October 20th, 2008
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I haven’t written on my blog in a while, so I thought I’d better start with something easy — you know, so I don’t cramp up. Plus I wanted to get the name “Miley” and “Cyrus” together so I could get some hits. Because, as you know, I’m down with the young people.
Anyway, 15-year-old Miley is about to finish her autobiography. That’s right — her life story. I’m guessing it’ll be a quick read, once you get used to the large type and little pop-up pictures. This ought to be fascinating, especially the part about the rainbows and stuff. Though I must admit, she does seem a little young to write her life story. She hasn’t even taken her dad to the Junior Prom yet.