Oh, Look What You've Done, You've Made A Fool Of Everyone...

JET - Look What You've Done

Yes, I had to choose this video. Hannah Montana drama!!!!

But I do love this song. I can't help it.


Anyhoo. I learned a valuable lesson last night: never watch a horror movie with girls that are stronger than you. Because I definitely have finger shaped bruises all over my arms.


Also, this was brought to my attention as the best infomercial out there ("even better than the Snuggie"). I'd have to agree. I love the people struggling to type on their computers while sitting on it.

I'm also a fan of the creepy middle aged man ("this feels great on my abs...).

I literally cried the first time I saw it.


Oh, and now that my spring break is over, I'll get back to posting more regularly. I can't imagine that anyone was all that upset, but no worries! I'll be posting anyway!


So I watched Chocolat this morning, because I love that movie, and it reminded me why Juliette and Johnny are some of my favs.

It also made me want to have a boat-full of gypsies for friends. So if anyone out there knows of any, holla at me.

I Could Be Reasonable, I Could Fight. I Could Have At Least Been A Little Bit Wiser. So Long, Long, Such A Long Way To Go...

Grand Archives - Miniature Birds


First off, so my Madre sent me this article, apparently as a threat. I don't know how I feel about that. Because clearly this could never happen. Nobody would stab me in the left buttock, my glutes are too powerful! My physical therapist told me so! The knife would just bounce off. That's ridiculous.


Also, don't fret! The White House Menace has been caught! I can only assume you've been worrying. I saw that headline before I saw the picture of a raccoon, and I was so curious as to how it took very long to catch such a menace. I mean, yes, it's a fairly large house, but still, I feel as if there's only so many places to hide.

Then I saw the picture and read the article, and it made much more sense.

Kind of.

Do You Really Want To Live Forever? Forever, Forever Young...

Temperance - Forever Young

Why yes, this is a cover of the Alphaville classic. Now, "Forever Young" has been covered by several people. Sometimes they turn out not too bad, like the version by Temperance, or by Youth Group, or this one by some unknown artist. But then sometimes, they turn out epic, like this version by Bloink 110. I mean, yes, it's clearly terrible, but it makes me really really happy.


Anyhoo.

I don't know if you know how I feel about hipsters, as a group, but if you don't I'll tell you. I hate them. They're evil.

Not each individual hipster, I suppose. But the hipster establishment, for sure. And most hipsters as individuals.

But anyhoo, hipsters=evil. So thanks to Robin for bringing this to my attention. It makes me smile.


Also, I'm on CNN.com, and I see the headline "Are movies good for a first date?" Really? Is that even a question?

Now, I didn't read the article. I'm too busy (ignore the fact that I'm on spring break and doing nothing with my life. I'm a busy bee, I swear...). So I don't know what this woman thinks. But I can tell you what I think (read: know).

Movies are the best ever first date. If your date doesn't think you guys should be all up on each other, well then no worries! There's a movie playing! You don't need to be! But if your date does indeed think that you guys should be all up on each other, well then even better! It's dark! Go ahead! Be all up on me!

Plus, it leads to great conversations: favorite movies (Rocky, The Notebook, Clueless, The Dirty Dozen, in that order), favorite actors (Sly, Johnny Depp, Will Smith, Clint Eastwood, Ryan Gosling), favorite actresses (Laura Linney, Talia Shire, Meryl Streep [sorry Padre], Juliette Binoche, Ingrid Bergman), favorite Girl Scout cookie (peanut butter patty), favorite intial name (TJ), etc.

And then, if you're really looking to be sentimental, and you think you're going to have a future with this person, you can save the ticket stub. That way, years later, you can pull it out, and be all "I always knew..." It'd be adorable. Give me credit.

Thus, greatest first date ever. Don't argue.

What Is It, I Don't Remember...

Hot Chip - One Pure Thought


So I'm watching the Oscar's, and that deal they just did with James Franco and Seth Rogan made me giggle a lot a bit. True story.

And if Mickey doesn't win Best Actor, I might cry. Before I saw The Wrestler, I was all for Sean Penn winning, because he did a rad job. But then Mickey killed it. Truth.

doo doo doo doo doo awesome piano...

Abdullah Ibrahim (aka Dollar Bread) - Ubu-Suku

So this is all instrumental, but he's amazing, and if you don't listen, you're missing out. Because after you listen to it, you're going to look up more of his stuff, and it's ridiculous. Like this.


So I've been terrible at posting these past couple days. I've been at women's swimming Big Ten championships, and it was basically amazing. I was working there as an athletic trainer, because they always need more people standing around uselessly. I mean, don't get me wrong, I suppose I did this and that, but the majority of the time was useless standing.

But I met some of the coolest people of my life, which is always fun. And I mean, it kind of sucks, because every time I meet someone cooler than me, that puts me in a slightly lower percentile, coolness-wise. And I've met a lot of people way cooler than me, thus meaning that I'm dropping fast.

One of these way way cooler people that I met was a diver from another school (no Laura, not that one). I met her in the training room a few days before, and she's basically a baller. So she'd do her dive, and I'd cheer and yell and what not, and everyone around me looked at me like I was smoking crack, as apparently I'm not supposed to be cheering for people from other schools. But I managed to convince them, via well thought out argument ("well...um...shut up") that I should be able to cheer for her, and eventually, I got a couple people to join in. So bam! That's how we do!


But now that I'm done with that, I'm officially on spring break (WOOOOOOOO!!!). My apartment is empty, as all my roommates are gone, but as we all know, the cool kids don't go anywhere for spring break, because they still have practice.

But as my apartment is empty, my current plan is to sit around all day without pants on. That's how I roll. I have to break from my plan for a couple hours this afternoon to go bake a cake with a few of my friends, but after that, they're coming off. Hell, they might come off when I'm with my friends. Let's be real, it wouldn't even seem strange to them.


Oh and timeout. One of my friends sent me this website, and it made me laugh. I don't understand it, but I'm still pretty sure it's hilarious.


Also, that's right. There's a Facebook Furor!!! Though unlike the other issues they discuss, apparently only one person has noticed. So maybe not a furor, as much as...quiet mumblings? Slash grumblings?

I Saw An Apparition Once, A Long Long Time Ago...

Heartless Bastards - Searching For The Ghost

So I'm going to see Heartless Bastards and The Gaslight Anthem in April. I'm so stoked. If you read my blog, you may recall that I had The Gaslight Anthem as my song of the day a couple weeks ago, and I can only assume that you love them too.

But anyhoo, I'm super pumped. It'll be epic.


So my spring break starts this weekend, and I'll be chillaxing here with the gymnasts, as they still have practice. I'm actually pretty pumped to be in this city when it's basically deserted. It's going to be pretty magical.

Really, I've been on break since Tuesday morning, when I had my last exam. So while my roommates have been studying like maniacs all week, I've been very content, as the rest of mine were last week. Haha suckers...

I am, however, going to be putting my spare time over break to good use: namely, perfecting my carrot cake recipe. It was decided that I used too much cinnamon. So I'll have to use a little less (roughly a quarter-dash less, we decided). And then it'll be perfect. Oh, and scratch the walnuts. Because walnuts are gross.


AND I FORGOT TO TELL YOU! I NOW OWN A SHAMWOW!!!!! It's been so great. GayRoommate and I have been purposely spilling full glasses of water all over our counter, just so we can soak up all the water with the power of the Shamwow (the WOWer, if I may). It's magical.

We also sometimes just fill a bowl with water and put the Shamwow in, and just watch it absorb. It's quite possibly the most entertaining activity of my life.

All my friends are jealous, as I talk about it incessantly, and today one of them sent me this picture, and it makes me smile. Because it's true.


Oh, and this is the most ridiculous shit of my life. Mostly the part where his compensation was reduced by 35% percent, because he was merely 35% responsible. Goodness gracious.

I've just been trying to figure out how they came to that number. It kind of makes me giggle. Okay, it totally makes me giggle. A lot. But it's still ridiculous, and that's that.

Well They Found Him In The Catwalk When He Was Knighted For The Throne...

Steven Delopoulos - The Great Conductor


So one of my friend's facebook status currently reads "fuck trees." What could a tree have possibly done to them to cause this kind of anger?


Also, this story makes me smile. First off, if someone were to make a pipe bomb out of a bike, which would be quite a feat, I feel, I can't imagine that one would then label it as such and leave it in an airport. And whoever is the owner of that bike, kudos to you. Because that's magical.

Oh, and if you're curious as to what "folk-punk" is, here you go.

But Time Makes You Bolder, Children Get Older, I'm Getting Older Too...

Smashing Pumpkins - Landslide

Why yes, that is a cover of the Fleetwood Mac song. And it's a far better cover than the Dixie Chicks version. Don't argue with me. I love the Pumpkins. I'd say it's better than the original too, but I love Stevie too, and I don't want to hurt her feelings.


So I went to Meijer tonight, and somehow managed to resist buying the 500 jumbo pack of bendy straws for $1.99. And if that doesn't show my good fiscal sense, I don't know what does, because those would provide way more than $1.99 worth of fun.

Granted, I did spend that much on sevaral packs of orange tic-tacs, and those orange tic-tacs are now all in my belly, but nevertheless, I'm proud of myself.


Also, I want a piece of "falling space debris" so bad. How bad? Real real bad.


Oh, and so I was on Amazon.com today, and I discovered that I'm a loser. Well I mean, I always knew I was a loser, but this simply reaffirmed it. "Why," you ask? Well I'll tell you. I take a look at the items that it thinks I might like. As a hip, young college student, what kind of items has it decided I like, based on my past purchases? Let me tell you: Theraputic Exercise: Foundations and Techniques, Physical Rehabilitation, Measurement of Joint Motion: A Guide To Goniometry and Muscles: Testing and Function, With Posture and Pain.

No seasons of Flight of the Conchords? Or books by Vonnegut? Or deluxe editions of Amélie? Damn!

But at least I know they're not quite all-knowing. Because I already own Muscles: Testing and Function, With Posture and Pain!! Suck it Amazon!


Oh! Last but not least. Dear FormerlyEmoFriend, happy birthday.

You Come And Strike Me Down Again, June, June, June...

Jered Tanner 4 President - June

I like him. And clearly, he'll never be big (judging by the fact that this, the official video, was recorded in his bedroom), and it's not like he's Neil Young, but I do like him.


Anyhoo, so I'm baking a carrot cake for my friend's birthday. Because that's how I roll. Also, that's the kind of cake she requested. However, I've never baked a carrot cake before, so it'll be a wild adventure. So now, for those baking enthusiasts out there, this is the recipe I'm using. If you have any suggestions, or other recipes I should use instead, holla at me, por favor. You're a hero.


So I'm sure you've all heard about the 13 year old who looks like he's about 8 and impregnated his 15 year old girlfriend, which I still find ridiculous. But then something like this comes out, and I kind of smile, because a ridiculous story has chosen to become even more ridiculous. And that makes me happy.


Also, "Watch out: There's danger in your wallet" is quite possibly the most epic headline ever, and whoever wrote it should be given a big enough bonus that he can retire tomorrow. Because, from what I read of the story (very little), it's a pretty dull article. But that headline got me all excited:

"What's in my wallet?! A bomb? A carnivorous scareb, like in The Mummy? A very petite, but very angry monkey? What?!? Tell me Clark Howard! Damn you!"

Mind you, my terror level went down (Orange to Yellow) when I saw the main picture, which didn't give off the vibe that I was about to die. But it wasn't until I got to the word "perplexed" that I really felt safe (Yellow to Blue. No, I didn't make it to Green. I at least have to stay Guarded). Because nobody that's trying to scare you would ever say the word "perplexed." It's true. They proved it.

I Try, I Try, I Try, I Try, I Try, I Try, I Try, I Try, I Try To Make Do With Much More Of Less...

The Bird And The Bee - I'm A Broken Heart


Can we just go over how much I love wikiHow?

It makes me happy. And not just because it features articles that can help me in my daily life, such as these:

"How To Throw A Spear"

"How To Interpret A Dream Involving Beavers"

"How To Construct A Zipline"

"How to Remove a Stuck Breech Plug (Muzzleloader)"

"How To Discount Pascal's Wager"

"How To Put On Very Tight Jeans" (which is great if only for the warning: "Are you sure you really want to wear jeans that tight?")


No, I love it even more for the occasional article that makes me say, "wow, that's really bad advice." Take this article, for example: "How To Enjoy Toys As A Teenager"

This article is for you teenagers that are a little embarassed by the fact that you like toys, but don't like appearing childish. Well, if you want to still be "hip and cool for your age," try collecting toys! No, it's not for nerdos! It's "a serious pursuit that even adults in their 90s can pursue!" EVEN ADULTS IN THEIR 90s!! If that doesn't say "hip and cool," I just don't know what does.

This Is The End, My Only Friend...

Delta Spirit - Motivation

So Delta Spirit is my new obsession. I don't know how I haven't found them before, as this song came out at the end of 2006, but there you have it.


But anyhoo, speaking of things that I should have heard before, yay for remixes of Taylor Swift! One of the gymnasts told me that I had to listen to it, and showed me this video, and I love it. And of course if you haven't heard the original version of "Love Story," girl please. Oh, but here it is.


And since I'm on this train of thought, thanks to Robin for showing this magical video to me. It made me happy. If you haven't seen it, I feel as if you have to. The Beatles and Shaggy. It seems so right...


Oh, and we had our 5,000 visitor! Huzzah! This time, the title goes to our fav reader out of Houston, Texas. Hurray!!!


And timeout. Question. Someone in the training room asked me Would You Rather question today, and while the answer seemed to obvious to me, nobody else seemed to agree. I felt like I was in Bizarro World. Here it is:

Would you rather get stabbed in the eye (not through to the brain, simply in the eye), or have someone cut your trachea (windpipe) in half with scissors?

How could anyone prefer option two?? In case you're not totally familiar with the anatomy of your throat, here's a diagram. Look at how deep they would have to go to get all the way through the trachea. How could that be at all better than being stabbed in the eye!? Not stabbed in the brain. Not stabbed in both eyes. Stabbed in the eye.

I don't understand.

So I need your opinion.

Let This Train Wreck Burn More Slowly, Kids Are Victims In This Story...

Blink-182 - Anthem, Pt.2

This is the last one. Probably.


First off. Why Brett why?!? So sad.


Second, let's take a trip back to my previous post. Ignoring Rachel (sorry, it makes me giggle more if it's just a regular comb), TallRoommate and I were discussing how great it would be to show up at that mother's place of business, hand her a comb, say, "this is for your daughter," and then walk out.

I know I'd smile at least.

Approaching Falling Tensions, Betray My Short Attention Span The Distance, Bridge The Border, Beg Forgiveness, Round The Corner...

Blink-182 - Everytime I Look For You

Yup, it's another Blink song. THAT'S HOW EXCITED I AM!

I can't help it. I've been listening to nothing but Blink for days. Pop punk is coming back! AHHH! SO EXCITED! Bowling For Soup, Good Charlotte, Green Day, Sum 41 and New Found Glory all have new albums coming out this year. I could just poo. I realize that pop punk isn't what one would generally characterize as "good music," and yes, I pride myself on having good taste in music. But you know what? That good taste includes pop punk, and I'm okay with it.

Now all we need is for Student Rick to get back together and put out a new album, and all will be right with the world. Because I love that song, and that video.


Anyhoo. Let's take a stop by CNN.com, and see what kind of unnecessary articles they have for us today. Oh hello there! "Girl Scout cookie-pushing ethics at the office." Nice to make your acquaintance!

Yes, this article is stupid, but I'd like to draw your attention to one line: "If her daughter had sold 100 boxes of cookies, she would have won a hair comb, which Richardson said her daughter wants desperately."

Your daughter wants to sell cookies so that she can get a comb? For real? Just buy the girl a god damn comb! It's a comb! Why do you have something against her keeping her hair free of knots and snarls?

It's the "desperately" that really gets me. She wants nothing more in life than to have pretty, tangle-free hair, like the other girls...

"But if not, her daughter will know to work harder next time." Next year, little girl, next year you can comb your hair. You just have to work a litle harder!

Don't Depend On Me To Ever Follow Through On Anything, But I'd Go Through Hell For You...

Blink-182 - Going Away To College


I don't know how I forgot to talk about this, as it has made me the happiest boy alive.

I Don't Wanna Pay, I Don't Wanna Pay, I Don't Wanna Pay For Another Day...

25 - Underground Railroad


You see? This is why Rihanna should be dating me! Yes, while I'll eventually have to leave her for Regina Spektor, I can promise that I'll never be in the wrong in a domestic violence incident. How can I promise that? Well you see, I doubt I have the physical ability to harm anyone. Yes, I'm 6'5", but I'm also 162 pounds, almost none of which is muscle.

I'll try and hurt someone, and they'll confusedly hug me, thinking that's what I'm going for. Or perhaps they'll laugh, thinking I was trying to high-five them and simply missed.

Basically, I'm not all that intimidating. Hence, Rihanna, I'm single.


Also, can we just go over that the Grammy's were baller. I didn't see very much of them, as I was at my water polo game, but when I got back, I turned on the TV, and Neil Diamond was on. I loved it.

And yay for Adele. Good shit girl. I was so proud. And can I just say, thank god Kid Rock didn't win Best Male Pop Vocal Performance for the atrocity that is "All Summer Long."

I've also decided that Rick Rubin shouldn't be allowed to be nominated for Producer Of The Year anymore. He's too good.

I'm also glad that I don't have to lose all faith in the music industry, aka the Jonas Brothers didn't win anything. Thank god.

And If You Should Pass The James Hotel, Please Stop In, For I Knew You Well. But That Was Oh So Long Ago, And I Never Learned How To Let Go...

Two Gallants - Some Steady Rest

So this song is the best feel-better song ever written. Anytime I'm sad, it's my number one song. It's a terribly sad song, and I guess it doesn't make me happy, per se, but it makes me feel better. I don't know how that works, but it does. The harmonica at the end is heartbreaking, and it always helps me.

It's a bit of a time commitment, mind you, as it's a nine minute song, but if you have a spare nine minutes, listen to it.


Anyhoo. I forgot to tell all of you. I'm getting new socks! In the mail!

This is how it went down.

So I was in the training room before our gymnastics meet on Friday, and I'm talking to one of the girls from another team, and she's wearing rad socks, so I tell her how bomb her socks are, and we chat about them for a minute, and I inform her that during the meet, I'm going to go into the lockerroom and steal them.

She didn't believe me. And with good reason, I suppose, as I didn't actually do it. Damn.

But then after the meet, she comes up to me and says, "so I'm still wearing my socks..."

"Yeah, about that. I decided I liked you too much to steal them."

"That's nice."

"So how can I get some of my own? Without stealing yours, that is."

"Well I bought them at this little store...I could mail you some?"

"Yes! That's magical!"

"So...I should mail them...to the arena?"

"I mean, I guess that could work? Or you could mail them to my apartment of course."

So I wrote down my name and address, and she pinkie promised that she would mail me some. Normally, if a stranger told me they were going to mail me socks, I wouldn't believe them. But I mean, she pinkie promised. She can't go back on that.

And I'm excited.

Can't Keep Quiet About The Way I Feel. Why Should I, When You Just Don't Shut Up...

The Blakes - Commit

Padre, I think there's a very real possibility you'd like the Blakes. I don't know for sure. But possibly.


Anyhoo. I think that I might cry. I love James Whitmore.

Without him, the phrase "easy peasy japanesy" would never exit my lips, because I never would have thought of it.

Also, timeout. He was a monkey in Planet of the Apes?!? Who knew?!

But I won't lie to you, the end of this article did make me laugh. I love the way that they finished by essentially saying "but all this information came from IMDB, so if you don't agree, don't blame CNN! Blame IMDB!" That's how we do.

And If You Tell Me Yours, I'll Tell You Mine...

Missy Higgins - Don't Ever

This is the best version of this song, live or in the studio. By far. And you should seriously watch it. For real. I like a singer that can be awesome without taking herself to seriously. Plus, if Bruce Springsteen taught me anything, the glockenspiel is a baller instrument.


Anyhoo. I forgot to mention. ShortRoommate's toast to me that he gave for his public speaking class featured the line, "he puts the wow in ShamWow." I almost cried.

When It's So Dark, I Can See The Light Shining Through You...

Said The Whale - The Light Is You

I love Said The Whale. And this song is only 2:00 long, so you have no excuse to not listen to it.


So I don't think I approve of Michael Phelps being suspended. It's not that I'm his biggest fan. It's more that this is just stupid. One, it was at a party. It's not like he was out in public getting high. Two, it was in November. He wasn't in training. Three, it's just a picture. He just got unlucky, and was partying with people that he didn't know personally, but that (obviously) knew who he was, and took pictures of him. And that just sucks.

Granted, he's an idiot. If he's going to be smoke at a party where there's people that he doesn't know, at least smoke a blunt or out of a hookah, so he can lie and say it's a rolled cigarette or that he's just smoking tobacco out of the hookah. It's harder to lie about a bong.

And saying that it's because of "the hundreds of thousands of USA Swimming-member kids who look up to him as a role model and a hero" is a stupid argument. If Michael Phelps is actually these kids' hero, they're not going to suddenly turn their back on him for smoking pot. That's ridiculous. And if anything, suspending him, and making it seem worse is only going to make them think even less of him.


Anyhoo. I need you to tell me if this is weird, slash if it ever happens to you. So I had a dream where one of my friends stole an extension cord from me. I saw her in class today, and I was kind of pissed at her. I couldn't help it. Dream Her stole my extension cord! How did she expect me to plug things in?!

I don't care if it wasn't actually her, and it was just my subconscious being crazy. I blame her.

Thought I Was On My Way, But I Was Missing You...

The Rocket Summer - I Was So Alone

I can't help it, I really like The Rocket Summer. True story.


So I have roughly 8 and a half hours left to learn how to do physics before my exam. I'm pumped. It's game time. A stranger at the Union explained several concepts to me last night that I thought I understood, but as it turns out, I totally did not. Thank god for bored engineers.


Oh, and just in case any of you guys missed this, I'm terrified. I don't care what those scientists say, at least one of those snakes is still out there. And I don't like that. Because, as they point out, this snake is even bigger than "the snake that tried to eat Jennifer Lopez in the movie 'Anaconda.'" Yeah. That big.

And look at that picture. "An artist's rendering?" For real real? Not for play play? Seems that really they're just trying to quell the public's fears, and it's actually a real picture. Don't lie to me CNN. I'm on to you.


Oh. And there was an ad on my screen for JustMommies.com, which said it could give tips for getting pregnant faster. I'm going to go ahead and say that that's the least effective advertisement I've ever seen. Because my immediate reaction was "why would anyone ever want that?!" I feel as if that's about the opposite of what I'm going for.

Wishing That I Could Steal Your Heart Away...

Buddy Holly - Wishing

Oh Richie, Buddy, and Big...


Anyhoo. So TallRoommate, ShortRoommate and I went out to Denny's this morning, and it was magical. We got there just before 6, and we had to wait just a few minutes to get seated, but by 6:15, every table was filled, and there were easily 100 people waiting outside. It was glorious.

And don't worry, as much as ShortRoommate, the crotchety boy that he is, insisted that we don't need to tip ("20% of zero is zero!"), we did. Shaun, our poor waiter, seemed terribly frazzled, and we liked him.


Oh, and speaking of ShortRoommate. So he had to write a speech about one of his heroes. It got to be last night, and he had yet to write his speech, so it was decided that I was his hero, and the speech would be about me. He'll be delivering it either today or tomorrow, and I'm super pumped to hear it. I hope I sound like a baller.

You'll Find Me Standing In Your Path, Somewhere Deep In The Background Of Some Photograph, And You'll See Your Name Scrawled Across The Overpass...

The Solids - Across the Overpass


24 is just too good. Truth.


Anyhoo, ShortRoommate, TallRoommate and I are heading out at 5:30 tomorrow morning, as Denny's is giving away free grand slams from 6:00 am to 2:00 pm. I'm terribly excited. It's going to be magical.

But here, check out the Denny's website, and read the fine print at the bottom. Those poor people in Baker, CA and Las Cruces, NM. You know that the store managers are just selfish bastards, and refuse to give away free food. Damn them.


So SR, TR and I also had quite the night on Craig's List. We made an interesting discovery. Apparently, a desk is actually just any flat surface, including folding tables (exhibit A, exhibit B).

Also, we bought a grandfather clock for $75. No big deal. We're picking it up Saturday morning. And it's going to be epic. Feel free to be jealous.

Not Sticking Together, Not Sticking Together...

One Mississippi - Not Stick Together


Dear FavoriteUConnStudent,

Don't sass me. Bruce was magical. And you know it. Ima slap you.

Loves!

I'm Running On The Bad Side, And I Got My Back To The Wall, Tenth Avenue Freeze Out...

Bruce Springsteen - Tenth Avenue Freeze Out

I clearly had to do a Bruce song in honor of his epic halftime performance at the Super Bowl tonight. Here's the YouTube clip (part 1, part 2), just in case you missed it. Also, there's a few moments I'd like us to revisit, again, in case you missed them.

First, let's look at 0:27 in the first clip, where we learn that The Boss is clearly too manly and badass to throw guitars. Apparently, he's either not aware of his own strength, or he's okay with making people fall over. Since I've heard he's a super nice guy, I'm assuming it's the first.

Second, let's look at the 2:47 point in the second clip. Yes. That's right. Clarence Clemons, the Big Man, saxaphone extroardinare, playing the cowbell with a huge goofy grin on his face. Priceless. Also, sidenote, I looked at the Wikipedia page about Mr. Clemons, in an attempt to figure out how tall he is (undetermined), and can we just look at the picture that they decided to have as the main image on the page? Is this really what they think is the best representation of this man? For real real?


Anyhoo. Congratulations to the Steelers. In all honesty, I don't mean that. I'm pissed. I was counting on the Cardinals.

You might ask me, "why? Why were you counting on the Cardinals?" Well I'll tell you. The Cardinals gave me hope! Hope for my Lions! Because if the Arizona Cardinals could have risen from the official Laughingstock Of The NFL to Super Bowl Champions, then so could the Detroit Lions. Granted, I still know, deep in my heart, that the Lions can do it, but this would have been great for morale nevertheless.

Damnation.

You Like Long Hair, And I've Got It To The Chin...

The Donkeys - Come On Virginia

First off, I think we can all agree that this song refutes my Madre's theory that you can't be in a band these days who's name is "The (blanks)." Bam.


Anyhoo, this is the conversation I had, via text, with my amiga. And this is why I love drunk people.

Amiga: "hey whats up?"

Me: "i mean, not too much. you?"

A: "same same. what are you doing?"

M: "sitting on my badunk. im being lame tonight."

A: "Haha your too funny i love ou what are you too funny what are you too funny"

M: "smoking crack. texting. the usual."

A: "you are tom funny Haha what are you doing"

It was at this point that I realized that I could legitimately send the exact same text over and over again, and she would have no idea. Thus, it commences.

M: "whats up? too funny."

A: "Nothing nothing what are you doing youre too funny"

M: "whats up? too funny."

A: "Not much you"

M: "whats up? too funny."

A: "Haga just bot back to o x place just sobering up a bit thankfully i was a bit belig"

M: "whats up? too funny."

A: "Not much about to go to bed"

M: "whats up? too funny."

A: "Haha good news Haha"

M: "whats up? too funny."

A: "Too funny. He owes me money."

M: "maybe you should go to sleep."

A: "hey! whats up?"

M: "i love you, but really, i think you should go sleep."

A: "i love you too! what did yuo do tonit"


I stopped texting at this point. It was making me too happy. Also, thank god for unlimited texts. I'm putting them to good use.