Where the fuck is my toilet paper hat. It's raining some pretty serious bullshit.

Okay, I have to share this because I watched that Oprah interview with Robin Thicke last night and, yeah, he's a douche. And the kicker? He has NO CLUE that he's a douche.

Robin Thicke Just Made Everything Worse

Robin Thicke to Oprah: "I'm the Twerkee"

Apparently, Paula Patton is his brains, conscious, and moral compass. Robin Thicke makes no bones about being the useless, classless, tasteless, albeit talented rich kid without her. Basically, he cannot think without her. At least not in any way that hints at him having a social conscious. They guy is sleazy, doesn't really get why or even how Blurred Lines is inappropriate, and he totally threw Miley Cyrus under the bus for that VMA stunt. As if he weren't there and had no part of it. It was just for funsies. Miley set the stage and he just walked into the circus. Oh, no, he was innocently singing into the sky and Miley just happened to attach her twerking ass to his crotch. He had no clue what was going on "down there." He is the innocent "twerkee" who "gets twerked upon." No joke, his words.

Yeah, I'm through.

Ass.

TV: Sleepy Hollow 1.5 - John Doe

( How are we at episode five already? It's just a wacky ride on the old town. )