Nina vs The World

I usually don't follow the media- but this little gold nugget of randomness was just too good to pass by.  So apparently, "Locked Up" Lohan is suing Pitbull because of his "derogatory defamatory' reference to her in his hit song "Give Me Everything" which he states the following:  “Hustlers move aside, so I’m tiptoein’, to keep flowin’ / I got it locked up like Lindsay Lohan.”   So, I'm not a Pitbull fan , in case you guys hadn't noticed, and I really could not care less for Lohan- her Disney days are over and now she's just a nuisance. In fact, there's talk about her being the next Winehouse  and joining the Down Under Botanical Gardens  pretty soon, if you catch my drift. But it just trips me up that she even got a lawyer to make it this big illusion that she's hurt over Pitbull slandering her name.  Seriously? Why don't you just cut to the chase? You're a has-been that is super broke because of her uncontrollable al...

So you have a Droid. I already like you. You don't feed the man and you don't settle for the path of least resistance. Put that in your pipe and shmoke it, Apple.  So, to reward your awesome decision, here I am posting the top 10 free apps you will enjoy having, bragging about, and using til your battery dies. Drumroll, please! 10) GeoQpons. Nifty coupon app, simple and easy to browse. By far the cleanest one I've seen, because the others get too confusing or are very limited. I like the local setting and being able to search too. 9) Zedge Ringtones & Wallpapers. Personally I liked the "mom is calling" ringtone, because it was hi-la-rious and so fitting. Free fun and funny stuff, like the transformers ringtone, makes it number 9 on my list.  8) RD3 Demo. So addicting! At your fingertips lies the vast ability to create hundreds of fun little beats and play them back to your hearts content. If you want to record them however, and avoid the time outs it spora...

There's only so much you can rant about before you upset someone. And I think the time has come for me! I sit there pushing scan on my radio, listening to pieces of garbled horribly super synthesized "songs." They call it music. I call it verbal diarrhea. "Baby I like it The way you move on the floor Baby I like it Come on and give me some more" Really? How many times have we heard that in a pop song? My tolerance for Enrique Igaysias is slowly coming to an end. Back in the day, he actually had substanstial songs, about love and loss. Now he's down there sucking scum with Pitbull making the world's deepest music, howling and recording his screechy voice on every refried pop beat. "You know what it is girl, we back up in this thang Money stay in my pocket, girl, I'm like a walkin' bank Tell me whatcha drank, tell me whatcha thank If I go get these bottles, we go alcohol insane" Wow. Edgar Allan Poe doesn't have jack on ...