These days my daytime TV begins with a hefty dose of VH1, MTV's aging cousin. When VH1 came on the scene it was marketed to my parents, a kinder, gentler music video channel. Now that MTV has all but given up videos the videos were given to VH1 as a gift -a loud, obnoxious, angsty gift. Those of us who grew up with Michael Bolton on VH1 have a hard time with this transition sometimes. Just this morning I sat slack-jawed, staring at the TV, wondering if Shakira's momma ever had a talk with her about "less being more" and the girl took it literal. I was apalled at the lack of clothing on the girl and sent a tweet saying,
And then I had a bran muffin and prune juice and sat there trying to decide if Lady Gaga is a boy or a girl. Not that it really matters....it's just that she's so both.
And I am so old.