Tuesday, August 30, 2005


We know you'll have been worried because, boy, does that man have a knack for trouble finding him. After his narrow escape from the London Bombings, poor old Omarion found himself in Miami waiting for his MTV goody bag when Katrina made its first land hit. He was scared, but - and here you might want to offer up a small prayer - not injured:

"I was a little skeptical coming here. I'm from California. We do earthquakes, no Katrina."

Surely it's time somebody - perhaps the President - could ensure that there's a 24/7 team close by to Omarion's every move to keep this plaent's most shining jewel safe from the many threats that snap at his heels every day?