-If Michael Jackson's accusation that Tommy Mattola of Sony was a racist wasn't good enough for you folks out there, check this out: he also stated that the reason his latest effort, Invincible, didn't hit the glass ceiling was because Sony refused to properly push the album. Let's face it, folks, the album was gold in two weeks. Bands like Trust Company and Flaw would love to see gold records, and we would love to see them get gold records. Jackson and his family's further ranting is made completely idiotic when you realize just how much money these people have to begin with. They're not going to be scraping up pennies to hit Taco Bell any time soon. Personally, I think Jackson's jealous because Tommy got Mariah Carey when all Mikey got was little Timmy

-Sure as hell was good to hear that Sharon Osbourne was recovering at home from colon cancer surgery. I DARE any of the caretakers there to screw something up.

-Buckcherry have officially parted ways due to Josh Todd "no longer having fun being in Buckcherry...". Personally, I'm not shedding a tear for the guy, mainly because their music deserved much better singing than a bad cross-breed of Liam Gallagher and Chris Robinson.

-Local H's auction on EBay just further proves why major record labels are slave drivers to everyone but the huge stars. The way Pack Up The Cats was treated is further incitement as to why I'll never buy another U2 album. Discriminatory? Yes. Will U2 ever make another decent album? Probably not.

-Anyone else think that the Red Hot Chili Peppers' song "By The Way" should've been split up into two separate songs?

-The new Mudvayne album is expected on November 19th. I suggest every last one of you buy it. Why? Because L.D. 50 is one of those albums that is so damn good that you are almost obligated to buy the follow-up. Beginning of All Things to End doesn't count, btw.

-I'm begging Russia to snip just one important wire before that shuttle takes off.

-Going back to the Osbourne family for our last shot, I'll personally be attending the Ozzfest outing in Atlanta this year. We've got a few surprises up our sleeve that you'll want to stay tuned for, but I'll say this much: I don't care if I have to drown myself in the mist tent, I'm not watching P.O.D. Nobody can make me. I don't care if they invite me on stage, I'm not watching. Why? Because P.O.D. is officially Midget's newest "I Don't Ever Want To Hear This Again Band", meaning I'm freakin' sick and tired of them. If there's a good side to it, it's probably that at least they didn't invite Nickleback.