Monday, March 30, 2009

Lauren Conrad Collection - Like, OMG, Goodbye

Well, it's official. LC's attempt at revolutionizing the fashion world with her out-of-this-world designs (Kmart) and cutting edge materials (polyester) just did not shake up sales enough to be around anymore.

Is this a reflection of that "school" she attended while on The Hills? Remember that school? That's where she coincidentally met up Spencer's sister who we can only hope does not attempt to start her own line as well.

One must wonder whether Whitney's new line will outlast LC's. For that matter, whether The City will outlast The Hills now?

Hmmmm....

Thursday, March 26, 2009

Online ad revenue for the NCAA Tournament

Who says there's a recession?

From Silicon Alley Insider:

"CBS' online and broadcast revenues are growing for the network's NCAA tournament coverage--defying conventional wisdom that web video will eat away at television's cash haul. And the $30 million in online revenue is all gravy for CBS, which gets to keep all its "new media" take thanks to a $6 billion, 11 year deal signed in 1999. (It has to share some of the t.v. revenue with the NCAA.)"

I've got to think people (ahem - Mr. Zucker!!) will start paying attention when the dollars start rolling in!

BTW, I've got Oklahoma taking the whole thing. I know, I know, you all picked UNC.

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Saturday Night Live, Dateline Parody

Bill Hader does a spot on impersonation of Keith Morrison of Dateline.

I'm not sure if you've ever seen these segments actually on Dateline but they are so over the top!

It must be weird for Bill to run into this guy in the hallway at 30 Rockefelller.
First watch Dateline



Then watch the SNL skit!

Wednesday, March 25, 2009

Benny Lava: Slumdog Millionaire withdrawal

If you wanted that dance to never end at the end of Slumdog Millionaire, then go get your fill here.

Just watch. And Enjoy.


I want to Twitter with Diddy!

Well you can twitter with Diddy if you really want to.

Is it an NYC thing or is Twitter getting absolutely out of control?

Tell me when they start making money.

But in the meantime, it's fun to start following your favorite peoples. Don't know their Twitter accounts? Not to fear, Suhweeet is here.

Below are some good ones from our sources:

Diddy (@iamdiddy)
Can't go on with out mentioning Hammer! (@MCHammer)
Snoop Dogg (@snoopdogg)
Solange Knowles (@solangeknowles)
Xzibit (@mrxtothaz)
Soulja Boy Tell ‘Em (@souljaboytellem)
Nick Cannon (@nickcannon4real)

American Idol Fans?
Ryan Seacrest (@RyanSeacrest)

Athletes
Shaq (@THE_REAL_SHAQ)

For you Hills fans:
Heidi Montag (@montagheidi)
Spencer Pratt (@prattspencer)

Teen Idols
Britney Spears (@britneyspears)
Taylor Swift (@taylorswift13)

Musicians
Lily Allen (@lilyroseallen)
Dave Matthews (@davejmatthews)
Sara Bareilles (@SaraBareilles)
John Mayer (@johncmayer)
Dave Navarro (@davenavarro6767)
Mark Hoppus (@markhoppus)
Liam Gallagher (@liamgallagher)
LeAnn Rimes (@leannrimes)
DJ AM (@DJ_AM)
REM (@remhq)
Duran Duran (@duranduran)
Bjork (@bjork)
Katy Perry (@katyperry)
Lady Gaga (@ladygaga)

Ok that's all I've got for now, but if you have some more, please let me know.

Oh yea, mine is suhweeet. like you didn't know.

Wednesday, March 18, 2009

The City Finale: Whitney says adios to being a doormat

Well, we have finally seen The City make Whitney into a better person.

As someone who has been beaten down over and over by the Big Apple, I can appreciate the highs and lows that Whitney experiences in the show. But in reality, she has it much worse.

She has to work with such an airhead co-worker, Olivia, while balancing her deadbeat homeless boyfriend who desperately wants to look like Adrian Grenier, and all the while try to impress Diane Von Furstenberg, Mrs. Self-Admitted Promiscuity who creepily rubs Whit's knee when consoling her at her party. At least she looks like she showers, unlike Whitney's old boss, Kelly Cutrone.

The key nemesis is shaping up to be quite a character, as Olivia aggressively takes credit for pulling the look for Jessica Alba on a recent Elle Magazine cover. You would think she would realize that the scene has been filmed and anyone can go back and actually watch her disagreeing with Whitney before begrudgingly including it in the selection. She never gives credit to Whitney and it becomes apparent that she has somehow convinced herself of her own talents! The best is when she become annoyed when confronted and will give her "more credit" if it makes her feel better. HA! What a joke.

Then to B-List Adrian Grenier Wanna-Be Ex-Boyfriend, Jay. How is it that his band is touring? What person will pay to listen to the island sounds of this band? Is it to catch a glimpse of another 15-min of fame guy perform? How is it that he is suddenly back in town to see Whitney? I find it hard to believe that someone who felt so locked down in a relationship suddenly realizes he loves her and wants her back. Maybe he realizes that without Whitney, his face time on cable TV has suddenly tanked like the stock market and his even more pathetic band will by no means gain any more free publicity through the chance relationship he had with Whitney. She deserves better and she made it a point to tell him so. Nice!

Predictions for Season 2:

1. Erin hooks up with Adam
2. Adam dumps his girlfriend, not for Erin, but for another girl, now that his model girlfriend has taken him back. (He wins, so now he doesn't have to beg. Pathetic)
3. Jay lingers around like a nagging cough hoping the cameras catch his scruff enough so he stays relevant
4. Olivia deepens her voice even further as she thinks it sounds more "professional" and decides to downgrade her daily Nobu sushi lunches to Nobu Next Door in light of being sensitive to the recession
5. Whitney focuses on her career too much, while LC decides that Whitney's show is actually better and more entertaining than The Hills and pines for more airtime on The City.

I guess we'll just have to tune in and see!

Monday, March 16, 2009

Box Office Weekend

Hmm, Watchmen already slips to #2 over the weekend? Not a good sign, even if you have a huge blue guy, Dr. Manhattan, floating around. Meanwhile, MALL COP is still in the Top 10. Seriously? That is so awesome. I have yet to donate my $11.25 to the cause, but I just may have to soon.



Race to Witch Mountain (Disney) $25.0 million - opening weekend
Watchmen (Warner Bros.) $18.1 million - 2 wk, total $86.0m
The Last House on the Left (Universal) $14.7 million - opening weekend
Taken (20th Century Fox) $6.7 million - 7 wk, total $126.8m
Tyler Perry's Madea Goes to Jail (Lionsgate) $5.1 million - 4 wk, total $83.2m
Slumdog Millionaire (Fox Searchlight) $5.0 million - 18 wk, total $132.6m
Paul Blart Mall Cop (Sony) $3.1 million - 9 wk total $137.8m
He's Just Not That Into You (Warner Bros.) $2.9 million - 6 wk, total $89.0m
Coraline (Focus Features) $2.7 million - 6 wk, total $69.2m
Miss March (Fox Searchlight) $2.4 million - opening weekend

Friday, March 13, 2009

Who's the more complete player? LeBron James or Michael Jordan?


One could argue that players who have triple doubles are very complete players, as they score, rebound, and provide assists all in double figures. Which got me thinking about LeBron James and all the hype of what a great complete player he is. I agree, he is awesome, but is he better than MJ by this measure?

Here's an email I sent my friend, W.

"Do you know LeBron James is trying to get his 4th straight triple-double tonight?

Do you know who the last player was to do it?

(drum roll......)

That's right, Michael Jordan.

MJ did it 7 TIMES IN A ROW!!

Don't front, MJ is the better player."
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Thursday, March 12, 2009

Mariah Carey's Touch My Body - FOB style



This is hilarious and slightly disturbing.

It's someone who cannot pronounce any of the words of Mariah Carey's hit song "Touch My Body."









Here are the real lyrics. Follow along!

MC, you're the place to be
Oh yeah, oh yeah, oh yeah, oh yeah, oh yeah
Oh yeah, oh yeah, oh yeah, oh yeah
I know that you've been waiting for it
I'm waiting too
In my imagination I'd be all up on you
I know you got that fever for me
Hundred and two
And boy I know I feel the same
My temperature's through the roof
[Chorus:]
If there's a camera up in here
Then it's gonna leave with me
When I do (I do)
If there's a camera up in here
Then I'd best not catch this flick
On YouTube (YouTube)
'Cause if you run your mouth and brag
About this secret rendezvous
I will hunt you down
'Cause they be all up in my bidness
Like a Wendy Interview
But this is private
Between you and I
Touch my body
Put me on the floor
Wrestle me around
Play with me some more
Touch my body
Throw me on the bed
I just wanna make you feel
Like you never did.
Touch my body
Let me wrap my thighs
All around your waist
Just a little taste
Touch my body
Know you love my curves
Come on and give me what I deserve
And touch my body.
Boy you can put me on you
Like a brand new white tee
I'll hug your body tighter
Than my favorite jeansI want you to caress me
Like a tropical breeze
And float away with youIn the Caribbean Sea
[Chorus]
Touch my body
Put me on the floorWrestle me around
Play with me some more
Touch my body
Throw me on the bed
I just wanna make you feel
Like you never did.
Touch my body
Let me wrap my thighs
All around your waistJust a little taste
Touch my body
Know you love my curves
Come on and give me what I deserve
And touch my body.
I'm gonna treat you like a teddy bear
You won't wanna go nowhereIn the lap of luxury
Baby just turn to me
You won't want for nothing boy
I will give you plenty
Touch my body
Touch my body
Put me on the floor
Wrestle me around
Play with me some more
Touch my body
Throw me on the bed
I just wanna make you feel
Like you never did.
Touch my body
Let me wrap my thighs
All around your waist
Just a little taste
Touch my body
Know you love my curves
Come on and give me what I deserve
And touch my body.
Oh yeah oh yeah oh yeah

Ji-Sung Park Scores in World Cup Qualifier

Ok I can't help myself. Here's another "heady" play by the Manchester United Midfielder playing for South Korea vs. Iran in a 2010 World Cup Qualifier.

Check out the Korean crowd going crazy after the goal. What kind of nutty Koreans are in Iran anyway? Wait, did I just describe Los Angeles?


Ji-Sung Park Scores!

Ji-Sung Park scores a goal in 4-0 Manchester United win over Fulham!

"I'm So Sick of Googling Everything"

Have you heard people complain that natural behavior on the web now starts with Google?

Probably not, because you are not a web site owner who is banging your head against a wall as to why people are not coming to your website "organically" by typing in your URL.

What I have found myself doing constantly is using Google as a way to get to the most relevant websites and pages, mixing in some Bookmarking to bypass the Google step.

But rarely will I, for example, type in a URL that I have never been to. I will always go to Google first to make sure I get the right URL.

Which lends itself to the importance of Search Engine Optimization. Completely open tools used to help in search results.

thoughts?

Wednesday, March 11, 2009

Nickelodeon Awards

Did you hear that Chris Brown will still be up for a nomination and has pleaded for votes on his MySpace page?

LOS ANGELES, CA - MARCH 05:  Singer Chris Brow...


Tuesday, March 10, 2009

Learn to dance - from my brother

Watch and learn

we will hold a competition in May 2009 to see who has perfected these moves with my brother as a judge, along with Lil Mama, JC Chasez, and Shane Sparks (all in spirit).



Monday, March 9, 2009

MC Hammer and Vanilla Ice in one concert!

WHY was I not in Utah for this once in a lifetime event? Apparently, MC Hammer and Vanilla Ice took the stage recently for a one time reunion of 1990s rap awesomeness. (yes, i know that is not a real word).

Shout out to my source, M., for the hook-up.


From Newsweek

At around 6 p.m. they start gathering, jockeying to be the first through the doors of the McKay Events Center when they swing open in two hours. People of all ages (but pretty much just one race) huddle together in the 30 degree Orem, Utah, chill. Just before 8, the eager concertgoers start chanting the singers' names. There's no irony or mockery in any of this. They seem genuinely, sincerely excited, in their polite way. Pessimists will want to attribute this enthusiasm to anything except the names of the headliners, and there's plenty for them to work with. Orem, 45 miles south of Salt Lake City, isn't exactly a vibrant arts community. A good 10 percent of the town could fit into this venue. But this show is bigger than Orem. Fans have driven from all over the state for this one-night-only event. Someone boasts about coming all the way from Canada. Another guy says he's from Decatur, Ga., only to admit he was really a Utahn who did his Mormon missionary work there. Still it's obvious that tonight, Orem has become ground zero for '90s romantics far and wide. After all, the names are the marquee are none other than MC Hammer and Vanilla Ice.


The idea of an MC Hammer and Vanilla Ice concert in Utah raises a lot of questions. On second thought, it's just one question—why?—but it comes in two varieties. There are the nuts-and-bolts whys, which we can tick off now. Why would either Hammer or Ice do a concert to begin with? Because they have families and mortgages and the Iceman has the tattoo bug. Why together? I thought they hated each other. There was mild drama when they toured together in the '90s, after Ice reportedly said the crowds were more impressed with his skills than Hammer's. Water under the bridge. Why is it in Utah? Because a local promoter invited them to perform there, and Utahns love to party. Why would anyone pay forty bucks to see this concert? If you've read up to this point, let's face it, with the right social lubricant you're there with bells on. But there are more complex, philosophical whys. Why do MC Hammer and Vanilla Ice still exist? Having provided the soundtrack for my bat mitzvah and the basis for ironic Halloween costumes, has not their purpose been served? Why, after all these years, have the winds and rains not eroded them away?


Here's why. Imagine the crowning achievement of your life was your performance as a stalk of broccoli in a second-grade play about the four food groups. Would you slink back into obscurity because it was expected of you, or would you get over yourself, suit back up and comically mispronounce beta carotene just like old times? Even though their music has come to represent all that was cheesy about the '90s, instead of hiding from it, these two old friends perform it. It's a feat requiring either a complete lack of self-awareness or an overabundance of it. Most would settle for the former, but don't hate on Hammer and Ice for choosing the latter.


Hammer, for his part, isn't apologizing for any of it. Not for the music, not for the pants, not even for that Cash4Gold commercial that aired during the Super Bowl. ("I could get cash for this gold medallion of me wearing a gold medallion!") Hammer, né Stanley Burrell, believes that between the 10 million-plus albums he's sold and the cultural influence he claims, he's got nothing to be ashamed of. "I'm not the least bit self-conscious," says Hammer, now 46, his tone steeled with defiance before the show. "I'm the guy who went to the Tokyo Dome and sold out five nights. Who's the other rapper who sold out five nights at the Tokyo Dome? Oh, that's right, there isn't one. You don't have to add anything to my résumé, just read it like it is." A few minutes later, one of his buzzabouts brings him a Rockstar Energy Drink, presumably because the Pop Rapper Emeritus Energy Drinks weren't cold.


One-hit wonders don't intend to be one-hit wonders, and that's doubly true for rappers. Hip-hop, even the triple-distilled variety Hammer and Ice trade in, is all about hubris, about knowing that pop stardom is fickle and fleeting but proclaiming loudly that you have what it takes to defy the inevitable decline. Look at this portion of the first verse of Ice's "Ice Ice Baby": "Will it ever stop? Yo, I don't know." Say what you will about the man, but he's never minced his words. He's a sober realist, and he didn't mollycoddle those who saw his stardom as a national nightmare. He stared them straight in the eye and told them plainly that this scourge may never end, and now that Ice (né Robert Van Winkle) is 41, it seems more than an idle threat. Hammer, meanwhile, said he was "Too Legit to Quit." It not only rhymed, it was hard to argue with. And then there are those pants, with the drooping expanse of fabric in the crotch. At first they're a fashion statement, but give it a couple decades and they become the perfect camouflage for middle-age paunch. Clearly, he had no intention of fading away.


But there's a difference between accepting their right to exist and coming out in droves to celebrate them, as the good people of Utah do. They come costumed: neon colors, translucent fabrics and acid-wash denim, with teased hair and single earrings. Many of them wear the pants that became Hammer's sartorial trademark. One woman wears no pants at all, the better to read the words stitched on the rear of her red panties: "Ice Baby." Most of these folks were just born the last time Hammer and Ice performed together 18 years ago, if they were born at all. Somehow, they still sound nostalgic. "I hope he does his old stuff," says Reagan Nickel, 21, who trekked an hour and a half from Bountiful, Utah, to see Ice. "I saw him on TV a while ago bashing his old stuff. He shouldn't bash it, he should be proud of it. We are. Aren't we proud of it?" "Yeah!" shouts a sextet of nearby girls, in unison, every last one of them 14 years old. The majority of the crowd falls into the late-teen, early 20s range. They aren't the ones who bought Hammer's and Ice's records the first time around. They got their nostalgia secondhand, from VH1's ceaseless "I Love the '80s" and "Awesomely Bad" specials, from iTunes recommendations, from "Family Guy," which derives a solid half of its humor from arcane pop-culture references. To these kids, the Hammer era is fun and frivolous, something to celebrate, not to deride. It's not the lame music their parents conceived them to. It's the music that blared from their older siblings' rooms.

It's about 10 o'clock when Ice takes the stage. He's making bold strokes, pulling mostly from his recent rap-rock material, which the audience doesn't appear to dig. After a few songs, he starts speaking their language: "How about I take it back to the old school?" The crowd goes nuts. "Ice Ice Baby" brings down the house. He follows with "Play That Funky Music," and even plays "Ninja Rap," the song he penned for "Teenage Mutant Ninja Turtles 2: The Secret of the Ooze." He might not be as proud as Nickel and the tweens would like, but he's doing his job. Hammer joins him wearing a black pair of his signature pants and tears through a set of his biggest hits. A camera crew swarms about collecting footage for his forthcoming reality show. He includes one of his campier, later singles, "Pumps and a Bump," best known for its video in which he frolics about in a Speedo that proved too immodest for MTV censors. No shame in his game. By the time Hammer's ready to mount his closing number, the smash "U Can't Touch This," the crowd is at a fever pitch. The harsh truth is, these songs are giddy and infectious, just as much now as then. A mite odd, yes, but as Friday night entertainment in Utah, perfectly legit.