BET Awards celebrate Michael Jackson - CNN.com
Like a well worn but still-sparkling glove, BET slid easily into Michael Jackson mode Sunday as the network’s annual awards show began.
Ok. Wait. Let me get a pencil and a nice Xanax.
- This glove sparkles. Still sparkles. Despite being “well-worn.” I’m struggling to reconcile that. But, no matter.
- The inexplicable glove simile is used to modify BET, right? Read the sentence again. Ok, why not? BET is a glove. That still-sparkles. And is well-worn. Sure. Moving on.
- So, what is it that’s sliding into this glove? Aha! Exactly! Nothing. It is the glove that is sliding into something else. Got it? BET is a glove. That still-sparkles. And is well-worn. And is—contrary to a more traditional application of the metaphor—sliding into something else. But, what will this glove slide into, you ask?
- A “mode.” The glove is sliding into a “mode.” While still-sparkling.
- The “mode” is “Michael Jackson mode.” And now it has a glove in it.
Later, awards will be distributed.
Good God, I love Merlin SO MUCH.
August 30th at Merriweather Post Pavilion. FREE.
FEATURING THE HOLD STEADY!
I will be there. It will be my birthday.
If you need MORE incentive, Wale and Girl Talk will also be there. Did I mention it will be free?
Here’s a flyer.
See you there.
(plus the talent, however many of you there were)
My Dearest Darlings,
When I got on a plane to California, I had no idea that I was going to spend the weekend in such a state of inspired bliss that I can still feel it a week after it ended.
When you run across a group of like minded individuals on the Internet, it’s a bonus - witty screen names providing a good way to share jokes and get laughs that you know you won’t have to explain. A nice way to kill some time when you know you should be working. A resource for when you are feeling down in the cultural dumps and you need something new to spice up your day.
When you run across even a small fraction of these people in real life, you know it’s something amazing. The screen names get physicality and the good laughs at the shared jokes are loud and frequent. Handshakes turn to hugs, and hugs turn to bonds, and by the end of the weekend I was so enchanted with all of you that I didn’t want to leave.
You’re all so brilliant and funny and well-dressed and charming, and I wish I could have brought you all back to DC with me.
I hope we meet again soon, my darlings.
Until then,
All my love,
Jenny
