Is it Beiber or Bieber? Or Idiot-Face?

A couple of years ago, I watched that Justin Beiber movie called "Never Say Never" or something like that. Yup, I watched a movie about Justin Beiber. Here's my conclusion--get ready for a bunch of unfounded superlatives.

Justin Beiber has talent, but it sure as heck ain't singin or playing instruments. The kid has amazing rhythm. Rhythm is a very difficult word to spell. Justin Beiber should be a drummer for some garage band, not a teenage idol sensation. Of course, he could be yesterday's news by the time I'm writing this. Teeny-bopper culture tends to be very faddish.

He certainly reaffirms one thing. The music industry these days is not about talent. If you want to get in on talent alone, you have to be Bono-esque or Hendrix-esque or Susan Boyle-esque, and there are precious few on this planet that reach those levels. Another way is to introduce something new and so repulsive to the older generation that it becomes quite endearing to the younger generation, like the Beatles.

Nowadays, if you have the slightest shred of  talent and/or sex appeal, throw in the right connections and extreme luck and you're there. Beiber was lucky enough to somehow ride the rising internet video sensation into Usher's lap, becoming a marketing campaign for someone who wanted to stretch their celebrity wings.

What brought this up, you ask? Well, I was watching NBC the other day and they had a preview of this Two and Half Men show that Miley Cyrus was making an appearance on. I wondered how it was that this world ever let her get poplar. Then I thought about how much I despise Bieber... bless his heart.

So, The Other Day...

I went to a Taco Bell and bought 4 dollars worth of food... I had an early breakfast, ok? Anyways, the lady asks if I want to donate a dollar to world hunger. I says, "Lady, I just donated four dollars to world hunger."

I took my food and walked to my car. Since it was Taco Bell, after I ate it I felt kinda bad. It may have been gas, but it might have been conscience. As such, next time I'll donate SIX dollars! Six crunchy potato soft tacos!

Boring Details About Life

So I woke up this morning in Atlanta. Why? Long story short, I am here for more work. Short story long, that work includes helping out a certain acquaintance of mine whose name may make you think he once ran the executive branch of the United State.

Anyways, the weather is real nice outside. I can even feel the wind at times... maybe I'll stay for a bit.