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morgan freeman loves making mix cd's...



Everyone knows Morgan Freeman. He's been in every other movie released in Hollywood since about 1970. Sometimes he's in lead roles. Other times he seemingly accepts parts as a background extra just to fill up his extensive IMDB page. He's like a real-live Agent Smith, replicating himself all over the freakin' place. In fact, in the year 2010, Morgan Freeman will be so omnipresent that you'll be able to ask him personally every time you want to make a right turn at a red light. Yes, he'll be that everywhere.

But if you've ever had the pleasure to know the real, honest-to-goodness Morgan Freeman, you know that his real passion doesn't lie in acting. Oh no. What he really really really loves more than life itself...is making mix CD's. I learn this about every other couple weeks when I have brief convos with Morgan Freeman on my walks around L.A.'s Runyon Canyon. (Yes, it seems like he's always there, too.)

It usually goes like this:

Morgan: Hey, Justin. How's it going?

Me: Good, Morgan. Good. The family?

Morgan: They're great. Thanks for asking.

Me: No problem. Catch ya next time.

(At this point, I unsuccessfully try to jog away)

Morgan: Hey, J. Can I ask you something?

Me: (knowing what's coming) Ummm...sure, MF. What's up?

Morgan: Please let me make a mix CD for you!! Please!!

Me: Morgan, I already told you. You've made me 87 already.

Morgan: But I've got some new hot beats I've got to burn for ya.

Me: Okay, but this is the LAST time. Okay?

Morgan: Last time. I got it. Promise.

I now own approximately 3432 mix CD's made by Mr. Freeman. The influx has been so ridiculous that I tiled my entire kitchen and bathroom. I would say that he has some kind of obsessive disorder, but I'm not one to knock another man's passion. All I can hope is that he finds what he's looking for in those mounds of CD-R's that he most likely swims in every day.
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Posted by Blogger Zombie_Flyboy on 4:08 PM

That's fantastic. I never knew he was so into the mix cd's.  



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