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Monday, December 02, 2002

IT DIDN’T SUCK

thursday, i drove down to san diego at 7:30 in the morning to beat the traffic on interstate 5. it was smooth sailing all the way as i listened to SHANIA’s new album called UP! the album is not as great as her others, but good nonetheless. i had a swell time spending thanksgiving with my sisters and extended family. my niece, MORGAN, turned me on to the online music video service called LAUNCH.YAHOO.COM , where i finally got to see DIRRTY by XTINA. in the shot where she’s ringside at her boxing match, they hand her a water bottle that i’m convinced is filled with pee. the best new video’s are KYLIE’s COME INTO MY WORLD and NO DOUBT’s UNDERNEATH IT ALL.

it goes without saying that i ate far too much, and when i got tired of hearing screaming children and loudmouth coloreds, i retreated to the backyard to smoke cigarette’s and read an unauthorized biography of WHITNEY HOUSTON called GOOD GIRL-BAD GIRL by KEVIN AMMONS. it’s a terrible book that doesn’t tell anything that i didn’t already know. if anything, it just makes the writer look bad for being a ruthless, unscrupulous opportunist. the author had been the boyfriend of WHITNEY’s publicist. he thought that he could land a recording contract by working his way into WHITNEY’s inner circle. the record deal didn’t happen, so he wrote a tell-all book.

i hit the freeway at midnight to avoid traffic and sure enough, it was clear all the way. my sister RENETTA sent me back to los angeles with a carload of leftovers that i shared with my friend JACK the next day. it rained off and on all day friday, so i stayed in my pajamas and watched movies. among the tapes i watched was CITIZEN KANE, which i had never managed to get through before. it didn’t suck.

saturday night, me and my friend MICHAEL went to see Niki Haris perform her cabaret show at a night club in hollywood. she was in top form and fabulous ! she was also 6 months pregnant, which made her song choices even more poignant. after the show, we walked a few blocks to LE DEUX, a popular restaurant and bar, where superstar choreographer JAMIE KING was having his birthday party. every dancer who’s appeared in a music video over the past five years was there. they were all dancing and laughing and looking gorgeous. the dj was pumping new jams and old school. he finally got me on the dancefloor by playing the first remix in history (to my recollection), SHAKE YOUR BODY DOWN TO THE GROUND (HUGO & LUIGI’s EUROPEAN MIX) by THE JACKSONS. the most important star sighting at the party was the dancer in SHOWGIRLS, who throws the beads on the floor to make the black dancer trip and break her leg. i was thrilled, but i didn’t approach her for fear she might have some beads in her pocket. monday morning, i’ll start my diet and quit smoking...again.

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