God's iPod

I was going to serve up a nice little nihilistic rant to begin the week, but I've thought better of it.  Instead, I will provide you with a list.  It's been a while since I've done a list, right?

Last week, I failed to give a special birthday shout out to Nina Simone.  After posting my blog, I spent most of the day listening to Nina (partly because it was her birthday, partly because I needed to get Soulja Boy's "Speakers Going Hammer" out of my head).  The exercise lead me to Youtube.  One of the comments on a clip of "Sinnerman" reads: this is on God's iPod.

I'm stealing that idea for today's blog.  What, exactly, is on God's iPod?  A few guesses (which may just look like a list of some of my personal jams, because the God I believe in has the same [excellent] taste in music that I have.  Me being made in His image and all.):

Today in Post-Race History: Pepsi Challenge[d]

Now that the Super Bowl dust has settled, I am nursing my way out of an omg-no-football-for-seven-months depression with small bits of NBA basketball (Derek Rose has overtaken Chris Paul as my favorite player), until March Madness helps me get through the last leg of my winter hibernation.  Overall, the big game was rather entertaining, but the most discussion-worthy moments occurred before and in between it.  The reading of the Declaration of Independence by current and former NFL players and members of the military perfectly displayed why the terrorists hate us. Yet for that to be followed immediately by Xtina's flub of the national anthem perhaps best symbolized the cracks of ignorance jeopardizing the whole God Bless America foundation so many of Fox News' employees stand upon.  The Black Eyed Peas' halftime performance indicated that the only thing that rivals American faux patriotism is our tone deafness and love for a group that cashed in on its obnoxious sound and trendy racial diversity--although the latter only became America-friendly when they traded their black woman singer in for a newer, white(r) model.  The Super Bowl commercials were blah at best.  There was one, however, that caused me to pay attention.  And what better way to honor of black history month and Valentine's Day (a.k.a. Single Awareness Day) simultaneously than by mentioning the Super Bowl Pepsi ad that seemed to be all about black love?  Have a look:

Snow Day Dibs

Your favorite (Chicago) blogger has emerged from the Chicago Blizzard of '011.  I know you were worried.  Had I waited any longer to leave campus last Tuesday, I would have been part of the group of lucky motorists who got stranded on Lake Shore Drive because of car accidents and snow drifts.  Yet I made it home and quickly caught cabin fever, tweeting and posting the most asinine things to my Facebook page for most of the night.  (Even in the most dire circumstances, one should not share a link to Snow's "Informer" under any circumstances--even blizzard conditions.)