Katy Perry vs. Lady Gaga

I had this whole long post planned with numbers and data about why Katy Perry is better then Lady Gaga. It all stemmed from a question a friend of mine asked me a few months ago about who has the more staying power in the public eye. I said Katy Perry but everyone I have asked has said Lady Gaga. I have no special affection towards Katy Perry nor do I dislike lady Gaga anymore then I dislike Katy Perry. I believe that both of them have potential to last a long time in the industry and I only hope the best for them. That being said if only one of them is going to make it I don't just think it's going to be Katy Perry I know it will be Katy Perry.

You see Lady Gaga is a one trick pony and will eventually (and already has to a certain point) become a running gag...a in the industry. She is so crazy and extravagant that eventually we will all get tired of her craziness. Plus on a purely musical level Katy Perry may not have sold as many albums but she is only the second person in history to sell five number one singles from a single album (Michael Jackson was the first with Bad) Katy Perry has also been nominated for more awards then Lady Gaga. Gaga has made it a point to be an advocate for the LGBT community and other such causes but does that mean she will last as an artist or an activist?

I don't really care about this all that much except I seem to be the only person that thinks Katy Perry will survive longer then Lady Gaga. The last point I will make is that Lady Gaga is a stupid name. I could get behind a name like Madonna. I was okay with Akon and Puff Daddy. I listened with joy to T-Boz, Left Eye, and Chili. Hell I can even get behind The Artist Formerly Known As The Artist Formerly Known As Prince. Yet Lady Gaga just sounds stupid and I wonder why she can't just be normal. I understand that normal is relative but there comes a point in every person life where they have the choice to stay on the side of normalcy and common understanding or cross that line and make people just say, "huh?"

I Just Ate A Whole Pizza

I don't really have much more to say besides the fact that I just ate a whole fucking pizza by myself. I came home to find the dog waiting patiently (patiently is a figurative word in this case). After letting the dog out I pulled that Freschetta frozen pizza out of the freezer and started pre-heating the oven. When the oven beeped I stuck that pizza in that hot oven like a teenage boy on prom night. I couldn't move faster to get my pepperoni pizza. I sat impatiently watching The West Wing. Soon enough the crust was a golden brown, the cheese was melted, and the pepperoni was that perfect greasiness that we all love and crave in our pepperoni. After that there was nothing I could do but make sure no one else had the pleasure of this fine example of a pizza. So I did the only thing a man can do in this situation; I ate the whole fucking thing.

Here's the thing about this whole situation... I'm still a bit hungry. I do have another pizza in the freezer so I may have to write a post tomorrow about how I ate two whole pizzas tonight.