Since this blog is basically a chronicle of the (presumably) embarrassing thoughts that go through my head, here's the latest:
R. Kelly's Trapped in the Closet (Chapters 1-12) is the best album  of 2005.
I remember, a couple of months ago, watching R. Kelly perform one of the tracks in a one-man show on the VMAs, and just being completely mesmerized, watching him act out all of the parts on stage. It was incredible. That's the feeling that the music induces in you—it's really hypnotic, and yet at the same time it's really, really fucking funny. "Rufus!" "Kathy!" etc. And it's so smooth.
So tonight, after listening to the album all day on repeat, I put it on at Foo Bar , and I've got to say, I received some pretty negative comments! Maybe I should've expected it: putting on 12 R. Kelly songs in a row might overwhelm a casual listener. Or maybe people at the office just don't like R. Kelly. And yeah, it's not like we have the ultimate sound system for playing music at Foo Bar, and so it all turned out rather bass-heavy.
But seriously, these are some awesomely good jams. And the story is just so ridiculous, and just keeps getting more ridiculous as it goes on, and you just want to laugh. But it gives me the chills, all the same, for some reason.
 Well, "album," since I guess it's actually a DVD. R. Kelly makes things so confusing!
 Our weekly office social, basically, where we sit around, talk, gossip, etc, and relax. It's fun.