Sunday, Monday - Happy Days
Incidentally - yes, that's me in the Sunday Times (Singapore, not the London one) today. If you haven't seen it - don't worry about it.
50 Cent's crib
This New York Times article on 50 Cent's life in the sleepy suburb of Farmington, Conn. , is quite wry - But a cook at China Palace said Mr. Jackson could save 10 percent on any order over $30... Ah, the privileges of fame... 10% off Chinese takeout! For the party, Mr. Jackson ordered more than $5,000 worth of liquor, including "a lot of Baccardi," according to the owner of a Farmington liquor store who spoke on the condition of anonymity "to protect his privacy." Sipping Bacardi (ooh, caught a Times misspelling) like it's his birthday. How anonymous could a liquor store owner in a suburban town be? It's not like there're hundreds of liquor stores in the town, I'm guessing. I like how they keep referring to him as Mr. Jackson...
Comments
But I couldn't take the punishment, and had to settle down
Now I'm playing it real straight, and yes I cut my hair ...
"Expect your brain cells to shrivel up and die suddenly from an overwhelming sense of inferiority" ... Hahahaha. I agree. ;)
justme: Heh.
germ: :)
quirk: Thanks. I was not intending to mimic good ol' Tommy S. Raffles (aka T-Stam), but I suppose that's a flattering comparison...
anon: Ah well, win some lose some.
In the same boat with a lot of your friends
Waitin' for the day your ship'll come in
And the tide's gonna turn and it's all gonna roll your way.
:-)