You wish you were this uncool
August 31, 2010 Leave a comment
Point in case:
Kelly Sweet‘s cover of Aerosmith‘s Dream On –
vs.
the original -
What’s really screwed up is that I bought the mp3 version on Amazon.com right before I bought Katy Perry’s new album Teenage Dreams.
Maybe I’m a musical masochist?
August 30, 2010 1 Comment
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You know what? I don’t like him much either.
*not my cat/ video
August 29, 2010 Leave a comment
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Really. I don’t care that Glee had19 nominations. I don’t care if Jane Lynch won Oustanding Supporting Actress in a Comedy series. I don’t care that 30 Rock didn’t get anything. I don’t care that the 63rd Annual Tony Awards won the Outstanding Writing for a Variety, Music or Comedy Special award. And! I don’t care that I had to go to the Academy of Television Arts & Sciences website to download the PDF list of all the winners because I didn’t actually watch the Emmys!
Why? Because.
And, because a little gold statue doesn’t mean anything. Yes, some of these programs may be cleverly written and the actors may give solid performances, but who really watches a television show because the writer, or director, or actor, has a Emmy statuette knickknack collecting dust on a shelf somewhere?
There are at least 500 channels of available television programming at any given moment in the average American household, but there is never anything good on. That’s probably why we all change the channel so much.
Emmy nominated or not, the show just has to not suck bad enough that we stop channel surfing long enough to actually watch something.
August 25, 2010 Leave a comment
Just doing my bloggerly duty of adding one more to the trillions of “cute kitten” videos already in existence on the interwebz…
August 21, 2010 2 Comments
I decided to try Netflix and have thus discovered the joys of TV on DVD. I can watch stupid crap I watched ten years ago…and I can watch all the stupid crap my mom never let me watch as a kid…and I can watch stupid crap without commercial interruption! (AND I can watch it without the interruption of fast forwarding through commercials that were recorded while the stupid crap was being recorded…)
So now I can watch junk like Buffy The Vampire Slayer – of which I am currently in the middle of season one. It’s so bad it’s good. Seriously, it’s like the show sucks on just enough levels to make it actually worth watching.
I mean really, Buffy, you can pull some karate moves on creatures who supposedly have supernatural strength, but in episode 2 you have to get that squirrelly Xander guy to help you close a flimsy metal door before the vampires kill you?
*addicted*
August 20, 2010 Leave a comment
Being nosy, I look at J’s phone and say, “You have a text message.”
J: What’s it say?
Me: Yo’ (and I proceed to text the unknown number back with ‘Sup?’)
So a text convo ensues about “nigga be waitin 4 his ride” and every single message from him included the word “nigga.” The texter was thoroughly convinced he was texting the correct number, until he called.
And the whole time I’m thinking…my J is too white for this.
P.S. Angry Jamaicans sound funny on the phone.
P.P.S. If Angry Jamaicans come to my door it’s all J’s fault.
P.P.P.S. This may not have been a drunk text fail, maybe a 4:20 fail?
P.P.P.P.S Should we have called the cops?
P.P.P.P.P.S. I just did that to see if you would keep reading.
