Daphne was not so chaste as she was changing.*

Billboard July 22

• So, um, reviews of the new Outkast? Not that great.
  
• Which makes me sad.
  
• Although I cheer back up again when I think about how Stacey and I both have certain The Love Below spoken interludes memorized.
  
• I just want to lay in her hair.
  
• So, I got stood up Sunday night.
  
• I predicted it, but still--I'm kinda pissed.
  
• Jessica Simpson is looking Anna Nicole-esque in this Yahoo Music ad.
  
• It's not pretty.
  
• Hey, remember those tapes your mom could buy for you that were personalized with birthday songs with your name in them?
  
• Jessica Simpson's doing that with her new single.
  
• She'll call out the buyer's name in the lyrics.
  
• Lara's birthday is coming up...
  
• Idlewild looks cool, though.
  
• 6 questions with David Johansen.
  
• Looking quite rough and wearing what appear to be women's flared jeans, I might add.
  
• My local 80s night has been playing "Putting on the Ritz" for the last couple weeks, and that is very fun.
  
• At least for me.
  
• And Melissa.
  
• I'm sure no one else cares, as long as they've got someone to grope.
  
• "a lot of songs about stabbing your friend in the eye with a ballpoint pen"
  
• hunh?
  
• Is this an actual song that I don't know about?
  
• You know, I'd like "Promiscuous Girl" a lot better if it was all chorus.
  
• ahh, crap
  
• Now I've got "Dirty Little Secret" stuck in my head.
  
• My nerdy shame: I've watched that video, on mute, because the song is irritating but I wanted to see all the Post Secret cards.
  
• Aw, and look at that--Post Secret is blocked by our filter.
  
• New adorable green 1920s little house!
  
• Possibly even cuter than the last one!

*Thanks to Tiff for the title. It's the title of an Elizabethan song that I'm going to assume she was cataloging.
Funny Tiff aside: So last night, post pizza'n'beer noshing, I'm watching History Detectives. I love that show; they just drive around and do research and it's so damn cool.
Anyway, this guy had a snippet of a silent Western, mislabeled, no credits, and the Detective took it to a film archive in Dayton! Where Tiff lives! And I called her, ready to blurt out, "How come you never told me there was a film archive in Dayton? Did you know about this!? We should plan a field trip!"
The first thing she said when she picked up the phone was, "You're watching History Detectives; did you know there was a film archive in Dayton!?"
mmmm, nitrate.