Another completely random thought that has nothing to do with this photo… but this morning I realized just how long it’s been since I’ve watched any kind of music channel and that probably means I’m getting old-er. So, I’m at the gym on the elliptical this morning when I happen to glance up at one of the televisions they have over the runners. As usual they have some MTV like music channel playing and this morning what has caught my eye is some bizarre hybrid between Big Ang and Coco, and this Big CocoAng is dancing around like it’s listening to Rihanna in it’s bedroom, except it’s not. This beast is on MTV?/musicchannel. And it’s awful. I mean, hideous. But there it is, dancing around like it’s the next Shakira, surrounded by what can only be regretful hip-hop artists contemplating the next heated conversation they intend to have with their agent.

So, there I am, mesmerized by this monstrosity, trying to figure out who would allow such a video to be made, much less broadcast it. Mind you I can’t hear the song playing as the volume is turned all the way down on the tv. But of course, I need to find out who this is. So I wait. Wait for the little music credit to show up at the end of the video to tell me who this is ruining my morning. After what seems like an eternity goes by I realize that another video has started because 10 seconds has gone by, Big CocoAng hasn’t winked at me once and some dude with a fedora is playing a piano.

And that’s when I see the runner, just below the tv, giving me a look that says “Stop staring at me perv”. And it hits me. Not only will I never know who Big CocoAng really is, but now I’m the new creepy guy at the gym. Thanks a lot MTV/musicchannel. Oh… and enjoy the Bonsai Tree.