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Photo Update

Snapped this on my way home from the store yesterday . . . photo doesn’t convey the MADNESS WITHIN.

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Update: Rod Blagojevich Hair Superstore CHAOS!!!

LIVE FROM MNFTIU SHOPPING WIRE SERVICE . . . MUST CREDIT “MNFTIU, THE HOTTEST SHOPPING BLOG” . . . SIRENS . . . SIRENS . . .

Chaos at the Rod Blagojevich Hair Superstore!!! Everyone’s trying to grab a handful of the incredible substance . . . MIT prof mentioned below is waving $100 bills, screaming: “YOU FOOLS DON’T UNDERSTAND, THIS HAIR MAY HOLD THE SECRET TO TIME TRAVEL, I NEED ALL OF IT!!!” . . . kindly old grandmother just whacked him with her purse: “Let go of my hair!” . . . LOL, I think she means “my Blagojevich hair,” looks like she’s got about 2-3 pounds in her purse . . . one desperate-looking lady just said, “I want to rub it (the hair) against my wallet, it will give good fortune, I just drove all the way from Sarasota, please let me rub against the magical hair. . .” Never seen action like this . . . follow me on Twitter for further updates . . . LOL, Twitter, yeah right! I’M ALL UP IN SOME HAIR, I GOT NO TIME FOR NO TWITTER.

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Live Update From The Rod Blagojevich Hair Superstore

. . . things are chaotic here . . . shoppers going crazy for the great bargains available on this incredible hair . . . so dark, so rich . . . overheard: “Can you dip strawberries in it?” . . . seems to actively absorb sunlight . . . rumor is, the chair of a major Ivy League physics department is scrambling to buy up ALL AVAILABLE BLAGOJEVICH HAIR for study . . . this is definitely the “hair to have” this holiday season . . . I’ll post more, first I gotta grab some of this INCREDIBLE HAIR!!!

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Just Back From Williams-Sonoma . . .

. . . spent $10,450 on Christmas gifts!

Lookin’ good!

LOL, though, they don’t sell the George Foreman Grill — and they get really touchy if you stand at the entrance to the store and scream, “WHERE’S THAT GRILL I SAW FROM THE TEEVEE?”

More shopping stories soon . . .

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Friday Face-Offs: “Brandy (You’re A Fine Girl)” — WINNER!!!

I love that he’s on his break from work. How much do I wish I was in the car with him? And no, not just so I could correct his continued misstatement of the song’s title and feed him lyrics when he’s totally mumblefaking it — so I could freakin’ ROCK with him! The dude is taking requests from youtube users about what songs to SING IN HIS CAR WHILE HE DRIVES AROUND.

Dig how he immediately starts singing a harmony over the melody! I COULD HARMONIZE OVER TOP OF THAT AND MAKE IT SOUND THICKER THAN BETTY CROCKER’S ICING.

Also, goddamn, does he kill “locket” very hard? (1:44)

Of course, for all true FFO-Heads, this must remind you of the greatest in-car video of all time.

Another thing: Check out this guy’s youtube page. If you think this is the only song he’s ever recorded … umm … maybe you need to learn about a number called “600+” … maybe that would help …

FRIDAY FACE-OFFS! YOU’RE A FINE ONE!!!

Have a good weekend. Don’t forget: I’m live in Beacon tomorrow, and live in Manhattan with Taibbi on Sunday.

FFO: WEEK 9

Friday Face-Offs: “Brandy (You’re A Fine Girl)” – 2nd Place

I picked up on a really deep vibe when I first watched this video, and I couldn’t figure out why:

It took me about 15 minutes of hardcore internet research to figure out what’s going on here:

This is one of those online games, like “World of Warcraft,” where everyone lives in a virtual medieval landscape (and by “everyone” I mean fifty trillion people from all over the world).

What happened was, one of the players of this game died of organ failure (in real life). This young man’s character’s name was “Fat Wrecked.” So this is footage of a virtual-world memorial march for Fat Wrecked.

R.I.P. Fat Wrecked.

Friday Face-Offs.

FFO: WEEK 9

Friday Face-Offs: “Brandy (You’re A Fine Girl)” – 3rd Place

Again, like with Mr. UFC (below), I empathize: It’s hard to keep from straight-up YELLING THIS SONG. Why?

Because Brandy is stuck working in that crap-ass harbor town, and the only guy she’s ever liked, the sailor of her dreams, is always going off in his goddamn boat somewhere out on the stupid-ass sea.

If you have a heart, you will have a hard time singing this song. You want to take it to that next level — that level of emotional turmoil — but then you run the risk of sounding like a bellowing maniac.

I FOR ONE WILL RUN THAT RISK. And I have, many times, in karaoke rooms across Manhattan. (Don’t even get me started on how I rip “Man, I Feel Like A Woman” — another of my go-to karaoke jams. I make the dude from Burning Witch sound like Luther Vandross.)

Anyway, I award this video a FFO-5-STAR BONUS for the arrangement of the “doo-doo-dee-doo” part; cool harmony.