So, the past two weeks have been a whirlwind for yours truly. Work and a certain sport that shall remain nameless have been keeping this den mother busy, but not so busy that I couldn’t crank out not one, but TWO mixes. Why do I do it? Because I love you ladies, of course. So here’s what’s been going on in the past two weeks:
9/23–It had been a long time since DJ Reaction had mixed a tune for the lovely ladies of DDPP. Had she gone soft? Did she remember how to even make a mix? Well, one thing was for sure: she had international music kickin’ around in her musical attic, and she was going to use it. Who knew that Italians could rap?
Whoa. Um, watch where you put your hands there, boys.
But your den mother has a philosophical question to pose…while listening to Bobby Brown, he complained that his girl was “being cruel”: she didn’t thank him for anything he bought for her, nor did she thank him for the trip around the world, and won’t even raise her glass when he toasts. (Presumably, they were drinking very expensive champagne or something):
He’s giving her all of his love, which seems to consist of very expensive merchandise. So, you listen and you think, “what an ungrateful b****!” But then I listened to J. Lo:
And I thought that, perhaps, she’s sick of the fancy gifts, and just wants Bobby to be around. I think these two should sit down and talk things out.
Oh wait, they’re not dating. Never mind!
9/30–Your den mothers were in a pickle. No DJ was scheduled, and we were preparing to bust out one of our emergency mixes. But somehow, DJ Reaction, in one hour while at work, put together a mix that made the cut and got the ladies dancing as if she had slaved over it for days. DJ Reaction, I hereby denote [myself] Mix Master extraordinaire. I am awarding [myself] the following:
Gee, I shouldn’t have! Thanks, me!
Oh, and if you were thinking regarding the last fast song, “oh no she di-in’t!” Oh yes, she did.
Thanks, as always, to the lovely ladies that came out. We wouldn’t be here without you!
And now, for two weeks of uncontainable dance fever!