Unnecessary Product of the Week and Why Justin Timberlake is My New Boyfriend

So, you can get Red Bull in a 12-oz. can now. People, this is UNNECESSARY. Now, I have not partaken of crack (yet! *crosses fingers*) but 8.3 oz. of Red Bull must be just like it, cause it makes me feel like I could run through a wall, Kool Aid Man style. I do not want to know what 12-oz. will do to me. It's actually a shame this didn't come out a couple months ago, cause they needed 12 oz. cans of Red Bull at Mel's. I had many a Vodka-Red Bull at Mel's over the years (well, actually, probably only 3 or 4 since that place was Nasty with a capital N) and those things were effing strong. I specifically remember at Leslie's bachelorette party when they poured a pint glass full of vodka and then sort of floated some Red Bull on the top. A 12 oz. can would have come in handy that night to water that down, but now that Mel's is no more I just don't see the need for more than the current tiny little can of liquid crack. Plus it's so cute, it looks like a little baby drink next to the big cans of soda and whatnot. I will be sticking with the small size Red Bull, be grateful.

In other news, the new Justin Timberlake cd is fucking killer. I just thought about that sentence for awhile, trying to think of a way to convey entirely and totally awesome this cd is without using the f-word, but I couldn't. The f-word fits, cause this cd is fucking killer. Last year when Anna, Stacey, Leslie, and I made up our fantasy date lists (you come up with 14 guys you would want to date and assign two to each day of the week, one as primary, one as alternate) someone (Leslie I think???) had JT on their list and I must admit at the time I was like, whatevs. I mean, he just hasn't really done it for me in the past. I have to say though, that after hearing this new cd I am a member of the Church of JT and want him to practice all his futuresex/lovesounds on me and molest me in the confessional. Track 6 is a bombtastic song called "What Goes Around…" This morning on the way to work I listened to it three times in a row and then three more times I just rewound to the 5:30 mark when he starts this awesome interlude (that includes some sweet Timbaland background vocals) by saying "Let me paint this picture for you baby." And paint a picture he does. And that picture is so hot the colors are dripping off the canvas. That last line was really stupid, but JT robs me of my power of eloquent speech, ok? I have accepted this.