Hey, lovahs. If you can tear yourself away from the endless coverage of Michael Jackson's memorial service, stop over at Starpulse today for my latest post. I'm playing the role of pop cultural cartographer, charting a course for a summer road trip based on locations immortalized in TV and film. I know it's a pain in the ass (not really) to create a new user name, but please do, so you can comment all over me. I don't have any comments yet, and it's quite a blast of cold water on my ego, considering my last post about Adam Lambert caused the heavens to part and the angels to sing. (Of course, that may have had more to do with the glorious subject matter than my writing ability, but I will continue to lie to myself that it was the latter.)
Look, I even made an awesomely cheesy map! See that?? You have to comment now!
Look, I even made an awesomely cheesy map! See that?? You have to comment now!
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YOU ARE AWESOME! And so is that map.
Nobody put's Candy in a corner!(in my dreams)
Apparently, if you stay there, people are constantly shoving free DVDs of Dirty Dancing in your arms.
I mean, that's what I heard on the radio this morning.