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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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Friday, August 7   >>

FIRST IT WAS MJ, NOW IT'S JOHN HUGHES

I can already hear it now: "Yeah, but do you have the first pressed DVDs? YOU KNOW, THE ONES WITHOUT SPECIAL FEATURES?"

*gag*

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Way, way, wayyy too many people don't reserve their grief; it's as if, to some sick extent, they only like to acknowledge their fandom for someone prominent once they die. RESERVE YOUR GRIEF, MAN.

Famous People Whose Deaths I'll Genuinely Be Sad Over:

- David Lynch
- Ben Folds
- Verdine White
- Chris Matthews
- Herbie Hancock
- Rufus Wainwright
- Michael Jordan
- KNBC's Chuck Henry

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You might remember my piano student Jose from his last stake at comedy.
HUGO: Hey, man -- where were you last week? You missed piano class.

JOSE: OH YEAH IT'S, CUZ, CUZ, MY DAD SAID WE COULDN'T GO CUZ, CUZ HE HAD NO MONEY.

HUGO: Oh, it's okay, we don't have to talk about tha--

JOSE: YEAH HE HAD TO PAY FOR A TICKET, I WENT WITH HIM TODAY TO PAY IT.

HUGO: Alright, that's enoug--

JOSE: WE WENT TO COURT. AND WE SAW A JUDGE.
Jose, everybody.

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The Sister blew my mind away the other day.
THE SISTER: Hugo, is "donuts" spelled correctly?

HUGO: Wait, WTF?

THE SISTER: Donuts sounds like it should be pronounced, "Do Nuts," like a verb.

HUGO: Hm...

THE SISTER: After all, it's really a d-o-u-g-h-n-u-t. Not a do-nut.

HUGO: [speechless]
Just minutes later, she doubled-down.
THE SISTER: Look at that homeless man on the freeway off-ramp. He's holding a sign.

HUGO: So?

THE SISTER: If he needs money, how'd he get the huge sharpie?
In that brain that loves E! way too much is a profoundly profoundish profounder.