BET Awards: Allz I Have to Say Is...

BET Awards 2009 complete list of winners:

Video of the Year: Beyonce, 'Single Ladies'

Best Male R'n'B Artis: Ne-Yo

Best Female R'n'B Artist: Beyonce

Best Male Hip-Hop Artist: Lil Wayne

Best Female Hip-Hop Artist: M.I.A.

Best Gospel Artist: Mary Mary

Best New Artist: Keri Hilson

Best Group: Day 26

Best Collaboration: Jamie Foxx/T-Pain, 'Blame It'

Best Video Director: Benny Boom

Viewers' Choice Award: T.I. (featuring Rihanna) 'Live Your Life'

Best Actor: Will Smith

Best Actress: Taraji Henson

Female Athlete of the Year: Serena Williams

Male Athlete of the Year: LeBron James
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Here’s the thing kids. For BET, the show actually wasn’t bad…I stress again ‘for BET.’ For any other self respecting channel that claims to be the voice and representation of a people this show was an inadequate and inappropriate (in most cases), display of sheer fuckery. I’ll explain. Coming from someone ‘in the business’ on the back end, I can appreciate the difficulty and great undertaking it must have been to put together a show of that magnitude in such a short period of time. I give props to the production people who put in numerous hours of hard work to try to pay tribute to Uncle Mike. BUT AND HOWEVER, there were a few things that I must say were absolutely unacceptable in everyway.
1. Joe Jackson, I understand you are grieving your son and sometimes people grieve in strange ways, but now is not the time to rep you new record label.
2. Jamie, I need you to not promote your music, movie, and comedy show ventures every time there’s a second of silence in the room.
3. Speaking of silence, was I the only one who heard crickets after every joke he told?
4. What was with the long pauses before and after every break. I don’t need to see a full sixty seconds of the camera on a dark stage with a janitor sweeping up and everyone shifting in their seats and coming back from the potty. YOU ARE ON THE AIR PEOPLE! GET IT TOGETHER!
5. Sound guy, what’s your address so I can send you a pamphlet on career counseling. At one point on Sunday afternoon did you decide to check out and allow EVERY expletive to escape you? I’m just curious.
6. Who’s idea was the ‘Baby Boy’ skit? Namely…Ving Raimes’ part. When he walked out drinking what I could only assume to be Kool-Aid from a plastic pitcher, my soul went postal before turning the gun on itself. WHHHHHHHHHHHYYYYYYY?!
7. Wheelchair Jimmy performs ‘Best I Ever Had’, with little girls dancing around him and Wayne. One of the girls I believe is Wayne’s daughter. Here’s my question: How is ok to utter the words “I wanna fuck every girl in the world!” whilst your tween daughter and her friends dance provocatively around you?!?!!? Blast you!

I’m spent. I said I wasn’t going to comment on this but after talking to Lillie aka “Blaze”, I was naturally fired up.
I pray the next tribute(s) will be a little better put together.

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This Just In: Protest at Viacom Headquarters!!

This just in! So some of you may have heard about the drama going on over here at Viacom. The permalancers are not willing to accept the terms of their new contracts which among other things includes cutting their benefits. It is my understanding that the permalancers are most upset with how the changes were communicated to them. So today at 3pm they staged a walk out. As we speak they're outside protesting. I snuck off for a few pics.

Strangely enough I caught a pic of T-Weed from season one of I Love New York. But wait, that's not the point here. Anywayz, they held signs that read "Viacon" and "Sickelodeon" and were chanting "Don't take away our holidays!", "We work here too!" and "Shame on Viacom!" While out there I got the urge to jump up and shout "Revolution!" It was exhilarating. But then I remembered that although I support them...I need to keep my job...and its cold. So I came inside. But permalancers please know that the tiny Lo deep deep inside me is shouting "Vive le permelancers!" at the top of her lungs.

The MTV Networks Holiday Party and Why Alcohol + Work = Disaster

Hey y'all! So I'm finally able to post the pics from the party. My night began with a gift exchange with the folks in my department. There were some awesome gifts like a chair massager, waffle iron, chia pet, Mr. Potato Head (Transformers edition), and Nerf dartboard gun thingie. What did I walk away with? A box of XL Magnums...

Of course booze was served...I made sure to down four glasses of wine. What kind of wine you ask? I don't know and I don't care. Afterwards Tracy, Chevonne, and I headed to Hammerstein ballroom for the big shebang. There was big controversy this year over how the temps and freelancers were shafted. Damn you corporate America!

Anyway, when we get inside here was the scene:

I was trying to get a pic of her shirt. I think it said something like Perma-lancers need booze too, or something like that.

If you close ur right eye and squint you can see in the very center of the snow globe a dude in there dancing...I wonder what he got paid for that?
I chillax with Trace and Chevonne for a minute, grab a vodka and Red Bull (Tracy's suggestion...thanks to her I was up all damn night), and head up to one of the balconies where I spot Sheri and Onika.Hi Sheri and Onika!

Samantha was up there too. Like how us brownies find each other and latch on for dear life? So this whole time ,my ace Pabvon is nowhere to be found. It's about 9:30, She's still out with her team at a restaurant, and I'm getting saucier by the minute. What does that mean? I'm calling her like a jealous ex-boyfriend. But finally, alas, she arrives!After that things get a little shady for me. Pabz and I do a once around on the floor, grab drinks, take pics and eat food along the way. Oh let me pause to let you know that there's open bar and food stations all over the place. Holla!

Whats an awesome snack when you're drinking? That's right, TOTS!
We locate some of the folks we used to work with at TV Land Shana and Mitchell.

We were attempting a double stuffed Oreo...oh well, nice try I guess. Yay! My former Nick homegirls Catherine, Jen, and Melisa...
Oh wait! I found another blackle...Love you Tuni! I think I may have goosed Lisa Park when I stopped her for a pic (and yes, I call her by her full name every time I see her).
Now it's time for more drinks. Cranberry and vodka, Red Bull and Vodka, Vodka and Vodka. Please not the progression of my inebriation.

I'm making my sexy face...why? At least Lauren (yea there's like 57.8 Laurens on my floor) looks cute.

Note the glazed over look...it's my signature.
So yea, at some point Pabz and I go back to the balcony where the other brownies have posted up. I'm feel like I'm very close to the point of no return so I excuse myself to go to the bathroom. But its a rouse! Instead I grab my coat and wait for a town car to take me to Aaron's. Anyone who knows me knows that I am quite famous for my disappearing acts. While I'm waiting an ambulance pulls up and EMT's race out with a stretcher and inside the party. Yea, it's all fun and games til someone kicks the bucket at the holiday party.
. It's my way of keeping myself from having that one last drink that will take me right over the edge. Anywho, I'm forced to share a car with like everyone else who lives in Jersey. Thankfully I'm the first stop. That doesn't mean the ride was uneventful. The dude next to me kept waking me up to tell me to give directions to the driver. UM! he has a GPS system. And I'm sleeping! leave me alone!
I get to Aaron's and talk his and Jordan's ear off for a while (remember the Red Bulls?) until I'm sent to bed.
So, no i didn't get any scandalous pics like I did last year of two married account execs humping each others brains out on the dance floor (note: they weren't married to each other). I also didn't cut a rug as much as I would have wanted to but overall, I must say it quite a grand and interesting evening.