The first I knew that this guy Mayer existed was during the tortured period when he was the pretend / real / PR stunt / real / real / ex boyfriend of flibbertigibbet celebutard Jessica Simpson.
In truth, I felt sorry for the lad, even though he's a grown man, capable of making rudimentary grown up decisions, and even though I had no idea of his IQ, I felt that he'd reach beneath his natural depth of bottom dwelling pond scummishness, and could, surely, set his exchange of bodily fluid sights a tad higher than a breast-implant blonde who makes bimbos everywhere feel deeply ashamed to be a bimbo.
The dark dating period eventually passed, although it seemed to me to go on about as long as the average Iraqi war.
I was then able to forget about Mayer, on the assumption that he was a random dude who'd had his few minutes as a handbag to the dippy Simpson, albeit, a random dude who made an heroic effort to expand Simpson's ability to think and speak by buying her a dictionary.
But he didn't go away.
It turned out that Mayer has sold more CDs than Simpson and won a goodly number of music awards. Trivia facts without which my life would not be as complete and knowledgeable as it has now become.
Then, much to universal dismay, Mayer met the romantically-challenged Jennifer Aniston, everyone's all time favorite dumped-upon ex-wife.
Yet again, Mayer finds himself accused of being the world's biggest recycler of famous-ex-wives, leveraging their vulnerability for his dastardly, superficial ends.
Local trash mag, NW, well known for *journalists* sitting in their office cubicles making up stories and conversations, with a scant snip of reality stolen from the US gossip blogs, last week published this deeply considered nugget, which is 100% representative of the general sentiment since the JenJohn fling started a couple of months ago:
"Jen is ... heading for a bigger fall than she had after her split with ... Brad Pitt.Kill her?!
"If John dumps Jen, it will kill her" says a worried friend."
Or not so much.
Besides, I'm going to make one of my incredibly famous predictions: John and Jen are going to be together longer than anyone is predicting - except me, because I'm predicting longer than anyone else. As a bonus, I'll include a baby, before Jen's ovaries shrivel-up like a couple of drops of mouse turd left in the midday sun too long.
I think they work. I think they have chemistry. I think they look right together.
I'm firmly on the side of team JenJohn!
Especially after researching Mayer.
Who knew he was a multi-talented man, determined, self made, admired by more senior and famous musos, award winning, quirky, seemingly very intelligent, genuinely committed to his craft.
Holy shit. I'll say it: Mayer sounds pretty cool and he has truly earned his own success.
Click the link for a glimpse into the life and mind of Mayer. I didn't know any of this stuff. He doesn't even especially seem like a total dickhead. He blogs. He must be OK.
John Mayer: famous girlfriend blues