Friday, January 23, 2009

Friday Night Fright

As I ate my broccoli beef tonight, I watched "Your Mama Can't Dance" for about as long as I could chew and swallow one mouthful of food.

Surprised I didn't choke. The show really is a cute concept--kids, in their teens to maybe 20 somethings dance different styles with one of of their parents. Ben Vereen is a judge and two other people I am clueless on. If I've mentioned this show before, I am sorry. Blame the broccoli.

After I flipped over to one of those dozen of music stations,my Fios Verizon cable has, the channel of choice was VH1 Soul. Beyonce was ending, I suppose some new hit of hers (I know none of her other catchy tunes), then on came Rhiana (so THAT's who that is) sang about "Rehab" on some 50's looking car with Justin Timberlake showing up (has he always been THAT hot? Never gave him much mind prior to). I made it through that video just because of Justin (I'll need to take more looks at him) to witness a video with Cee-Lo and Timbaland...WHO?

Yea, blame the broccoli.

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