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I am a Los Angeles-based twentysomething. I have a profession, and I have a secret life in music, and this blog isn't about any of that. I like Blogger because I can't read what you're thinking.

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Tuesday, July 19   >>


One thing I do not understand: The vast majority of readers who write in to me are, 99% of the time, women. I find this hard to believe. Very hard to believe. Very hard to believe. Very hard to believe.

Perhaps I should tone down on the sexual innuendo.

Maybe men are afraid that once they contact me, they're automatically deemed a homosexual. That's probably it. Men and their insecurities -- where will it ever end? [this concludes the N.O.W. portion of this entry]

This whole changing-of-URL thing is really a hassle. It's almost like moving bedrooms (my sister and I switched years back -- what a regret that was).

Alright, now for the moment you've all been waiting for -- Barbara Walters Special.

BARB: So, Hugo, why the name change?

HUGO: The "mixed tapes" didn't fit in with this blog's agenda.

BARB: That being...

HUGO: I'm still finding out.

BARB: I see. But why the name change?

HUGO: Errr, I just feel like something with my name would be more appropriate; it's only obvious the blog has nothing to do with mixed tapes. It has to do with, well, me.

BARB: Aren't you afraid of looking like a narcissist?

HUGO: Terribly. I can't sleep at night.

BARB: Do you take drugs?


BARB: Do you want to co-host The View?


BARB: Even with Star Jones?

HUGO: No. I'd rather listen to Paul Anka for the rest of my life than sit with Star Jones for 1 second.

BARB: She really is a nice woman.


BARB: So, the name change, why Hugo Stop?

HUGO: Well, it's a play on words. It's a stop for all your Hugo needs, but at the same time, the name says, "Hugo, please, stop."

BARB: How clever.

HUGO: I try.

BARB: Wanna fuck?
I'm telling you, the womenZ just can't get their hands off of me.

With that said, I have to get ready -- I'm taking The Girlfriend out on a date. KFC and then onto the Chicken Rodeo.

KIDDING. I would never be able to afford that!

...Bye-bye, Mixed Tapes!