"Till The World Ends" (which I listened to on iTunes) -- co-written by Ke$ha, produced by Max Martin and Dr. Luke. They always do all this convoluted marketing so you end up funding the Britney Babydoll Robot Machine (or the Britney Spears Military Complex) with all this mumbo jumbo about preordering and incentives if you order on-line, but then your credit card getting charged at a later date for the rest of the album and bla bla bla. And then I bet if you buy a non-download real CD there's probably stuff on there that you can't get from I-Tunes, etc. And then you get different stuff if you order from one of her zillion websites, you can get a Premium Fan Edition that I think might come with a handjob or something. Bah! I have not been that impressed by Britney's Hold It Against Me, although the video was intriguing and reminded me of the paint-splatter J. Geils Band/Whip My Hair trend I wrote about a number of months ago. I was kind of luke warmy about that song too. I hear she's going to tour for this album again. This time I definitely plan to do a Britney Spears Parking Lot Jeff Krulik thing. Early summer tour! I'm listening to her appearance on Ryan Seacrest right now, and they have the volume of her voice turned down really low and being that it's almost 3am, I'm afraid I'm going to wake everybody in my house up if I have it up too loud. Her voice is all quiet but then when Ryan Seacrest talks he's super loud. Keep it down, Ryan Seacrest, you're going to wake everybody up! Anyway, March 29th I will have a good new workout album, so thank you, Britney!
Last night I finished reading Graham Hancock's Entangled, and I was so bored that by the last 50 pages I was skimming. It's science fiction about 2 women in different places in time, and lots of stuff about out-of-body experiences, ayahuasca, Neanderthal Enigma consciousness -- by all rights things I find intriguing but somehow this book seemed cheesy and boring. Why am I so blase? Plus there was lots of violent fight scenes and graphic stuff which also sort of bores me.
I went to bed before 9pm last night because I was so bored and disgusted by my non-inspiredness, I decided to call it a day and press "do over" for tomorrow. I just crawled under the covers with a book written by a guy who works for SETI that is making a compelling argument that most likely no aliens have ever landed on our planet, which he (and me) are disappointed but realistic about. But, he was talking about the movie Communion, based on this guy's memoir from 1985, which I think I remember seeing some of when I was a kid, so I went to add it to my Netflix queue just now (OK, movie! I will see you in 3 years!).