This is Bulls***

http://www.latimes.com/entertainment/news/la-ca-danecook3sep03,0,6295227.story

This guy has the balls to call out Dane Cook for not being funny because his comedy doesn't come from a dark place. First of all, I hate when people judge comedy by what they think their definition of funny is. Comedy is subjective, that's why we can all appreciate the various forms of absurdity life throws at us. Second, who the F*** cares if comedy comes from a dark place or a light place? The world, as we know it, seems sometimes like its slowly spinning out of control -- shouldn't we be thankful for the brief moments we have where we can forget all our problems, and the problems of our country and of mother nature, and everything else, and just laugh? And we owe it to those who provide those moments, no matter who they are, whether its Dane for me or Jon Stewart for you, and just appreciate them for what they are? Ugh, reporters make me so mad! And for once it's not just because I'm in PR!

Panic! At The Disco

Once again, I'm like eight years behind on what's cool in music, but luckily I discovered these guys. I recently had the pleasure of meeting them at the VMA lounge where I met Snoop but have to say, at first I was a little unimpressed. They are like these super-skinny little boys with flat ironed hair straighter than mine (and let me just tell you that's an accomplishment) and eyeliner. But I had heard the buzz about their song "I Write Sins Not Tragedies" so I decided to download it for myself and find out what the hoopla was all about. Then I downloaded every song of theirs and have been playing it non-stop. I highly recommend "Nails for Dinner and Tacks for Snacks" and "Lying is the Most Fun Thing A Girl Can Do Without Taking Her Clothes Off" and not just because the titles totally kick ass. The lead singers voice is just really cool and the beats are awesome. Think danceable punk. This is how I always wanted to feel about Green Day but just couldn't. And I know I'm like the only one...but what can I say? I just wanted to listen to Tupac and throw west sides around that age.

A Moment To Be a Girl

I just have to take a moment to say, that tonight I realized I am very lucky. I moved to New York just over two years ago (two years and a week to be exact) with a dollar and dream. No just kidding, I had more than a dollar. But my dream was to find a group of girls to gallavant around New York with, live beyond my means with, eat brunch with, hang out with. This past weekend I realized I've totally found that. And it sounds sooooo corny and I just can't even believe I'm writing it down for people on the Internet to read, but it's true. And I'm very thankful because no matter what else I feel may be missing from my life - my perfect job, my perfect boyfriend, my perfect bank account - at least I have that. And that's what counts more than anything in the end. Now, I just have to work really hard to remember that every day. Easier said than done.