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September 23, 2003
Who's the Wolf in Prada?
Rumor has it that one of the "Queer Eye for the Straight Guy" cast members has been
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September 22, 2003
Goo Ga Ga Bling Bling
Since age 3, "Lil' Mark" Walker has been able to sink 18 consecutive shots into a standard size basketball hoop. Reebok responded quickly by sponsoring him for an undisclosed amount, and filming a commercial of the tot eerily proclaiming "I am Reebok." The precociously named Mitchie "Little Tricky" Brusco, a skateboarding genius out of Washington, has 9 corporate sponsorship deals - and he's only 6 years old. Now, the latest sensation (according to the New York Times Magazine) is the just-turned 5-year old Dylan Oliver, a 35 pound tot who likely learned how to skateboard before he was even fully potty-trained.
Corporations are attracted to these kids for several reasons. Being so young, they are highly unlikely to dabble in drugs, violence and other controversial behavior. Second, these children appeal greatly to parents, if not out of because of the mere "adorability" factor, then out of the hope that their own children can achieve such lucrative deals if they are exposed early enough. Finally, because they don't know anything else, these kids have a pure love for their sport, not often found by their elder peers.
All true. But honestly, isn't this going a bit too far? Sure, many of these kids are receiving enough money to pay for their college educations and then some, and all they have to do is sport their sponsors' stickers & clothing in return. But come on, 4 years old is just too young! At that age, they need to focus more on developing their cognitive skills and an interest in education. They don't have the capacity to understand media attention and money. Kids are fickle, and if either their athletic interest and/or public interest declines by their pre-teen years, the results could be devastating.
Click here to read the full New York Times Magazine story.
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September 19, 2003
Will The Real Birdman Please Stand Up?
Many zealous teenagers are confusing skateboarding legend Tony Hawk with British model Tony Hawks. Apparently, the latter Tony has been receiving misdirected fan email for the skater through his personal website. For a good chuckle, check out the letters and his replies here.
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September 16, 2003
Disgusting Things I've Seen in the Past 12 Hours
1. A girl biting her boyfriend's hangnail off while riding the F train.
2. A roach crawling on the counter of the stand where I had just ordered my lunch crepe.
More TK...
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September 12, 2003
Meet Your Favorite Hackers on Friendster.com!
It was bound to happen. Let's just hope my identity isn't being compromised as I write this. Check it out...
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September 11, 2003
Sometimes It's Better To Be Dumb
An overachieving genius wears an Elvis shirt everyday throughout his 4 years of high school, and is now getting attention for attending my alma mater Boston College. This is newsworthy, why?
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September 09, 2003
The Mad Search for 1 Single Uncle Kracker Fan
I am amazed. I am amazed by the fact that this man - the not-so-pretty-boy Uncle Kracker - continues to flood our lives with crappy sellout singles WHILE being played non-stop on high rotation FM radio. Unless you're smart enough to listen to alt rock stations or classic jazz, you can't drive for 15 freakin' minutes without hearing the piercing noise of him belting out "Drift Away," Dobie Gray's once classic song gone bad. That is, unless his even more ear-wrenching "breakthrough" hit "Follow Me" interrupts.
So it comes to this: More than his music, what puzzles me most is how this man, this Detroit expatriate, has been able to achieve such mainstream success. UK is a protege of Kid Rock, yet seems to share none of his talents. I mean, I don't know one single person who likes him...and trust me, I know a few people with questionable (or rather varied) tastes in music. So if there is anyone out there who truly enjoys the musical sounds of Uncle Kracker, please write to me at michele@ieatrice.com and explain. I beg you.
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