History Class Has Never Been So Geeky

I don't know how becoming a Pokemon master fits into a US History Class, but this met all of Lober's requirements and is now the final grade of my sister's junior history class career. So really, take a look and join me in asking: WTF?

I Feel Like A Kid Again

I was skeptical that Toy Story 3 would suck. And let's face it, the original came out 14 years ago (!!!! We were so little!) and I have it on VHS. But the teaser, even though it's kind of grainy, looks pretty cute. And it's going to be in 3D, just like Up. Here's to hoping it's good.

For Your Consideration: Ukulele "Creep"

Radiohead has become a recent obsession for me, which I seem to be pre-primed for; according to the masters at Pandora, you're more apt to be a Radiohead fan if you like Coldplay. But anyway. My modest opinion is this: Radiohead should totally bust out a ukulele on the next CD.

But seriously.

Radiohead is one of the most experimental bands out there. They got the USC Marching Band to back them up at the Grammy's on "15 Step," which very few can get away with and still be awesome. You can hear them in the background of a lot of MTV shows, and in the Pretty Brit music spectrum, they fall to the far left of Coldplay (which gained some ground in the experimenting with the "Viva La Vida" album, which employed Radiohead producer Brian Eno to get there).

So it seems only natural that at some point, Thom Yorke would pick up a ukulele and go to town, and make all of the rest of alternative music wonder why they hadn't thought of doing it themselves. As motivation for Yorke to do this? I give you this dude, in one of the few "Creep" cover attempts.

The Somali Booty Call

Again, news sites of the world. Keep an eye on your headlines, because they don't mean what you think they might. Kanye West did not get a Pap Smear, he actually beat up a photographer.

Just the same, I'm pretty sure the Somali pirates didn't make a booty call. I know that "booty" also means loot, and if you're a pirate, you're known to get booty. But this does not imply, as the BBC News Service did, that they made a booty call.

Get it right, guys. I'll let it slide because this is the BBC, and because this slip makes sense. E!Online, however, is not forgiven for the pap smear headline. If for no other reason, they made me look up these entries of what "pap smear" means on Urban Dictionary. You're welcome.

Brad Collins Has An Evil Twin

I'm convinced. After watching a few of those Wendy's "Frosty Posse" ads, I've decided that the goofball at the end of the commercial at first glance holds a passing resemblence to Bogart Boy Brad Collins. Thoughts? I'm pretty sure he kind of does. Mainly because, I could totally see him doing this.

Ice Cream, STAT!

There are times when you can really see how dull Delaware is on a Saturday night, and how little is happening out there. Tonight was one of those nights.

Corinne and I decided to go to Woodside Creamery, because we were craving ice cream (and because it's arguably the best in the area, because they make their own from the milk from the cows they keep on the same farm). So we grabbed her two friends that were helping her with her project and drove over. The line wasn't too bad, and we got our ice cream pretty quick. I even ran into Mary while I was there.

We then see the Mill Creek Ambulance and the emergency services truck pull up one right after the other to the gravel driveway. We start looking around for a crowd of people, or some sort of emergency. Was there a fire? Car accident? Had someone had a heart attack, or started seizing? The sirens weren't on, what was going on?

No. The paramedics just had a case of the munchies, and took a field trip—in the ambulance, with emergency services truck in tow—to go get some ice cream. There are probably hundreds of emergencies around the area, like kids celebrating the end of finals at UD with some good old fashioned alcohol poisoning, and the paramedics are here at Woodside getting some peppermint chocolate chip.

Ah, Delaware. How I missed your dullness.

I Want to Hate McDonald's, But I Can't

See, now it's marketing like this that makes me like fast food chains. It's too adorable to deny.

Facelift for a Blog? A BLOG Lift!

Since I was tired of the old layout (and because I thought American Idol was a foregone conclusion, knock on wood), I decided to re-do the layout with the help of some old photos.

So let me know, how is it for you? (And how much do you love Comic Life for the fun picture in this post?)

Parting Is Such Sweet ;'(

Julez: Hey i have to go prevent a friend from declaring his undying love for a girl who doesn't really know who he is
Julez: i'll bbl

"Don't Question It, Just Do It!"

This is probably the funniest TV Funhouse short ever called "Maraka." It's a Dora spoof, and when you get a minute, watch it. Seriously.

The Nuclear Holocaust Starts at Kohl's

Just when I thought it would be a Lazy Sunday, I got called into work over at Kohl's. It's an odd feeling, really. I never want to go to work, but once I get there, I'm good. The people are nice (I was working with Cassandra, Whitney, Holly, Ryann, Brian, and Edna) and it wasn't too fast or slow.

But then a roach showed up.

I hear squealing from Ryann and Holly and think it's a spider. I was fully ready to step on the thing until I look over the counter and see this huge ass roach taking a stroll by register 13.

"Don't step on it, it'll crunch!" Holly says, backing away. She grabbed a hard tag Tupperware holder and put that over top, then slid a sale poster underneath to trap it. She tried to pick it up, but that didn't work out so well and ended with more squealing. They called Rito up and he just laughed, picked the roach holder up, and walked out the front door to set him free into the wild of the parking lot.

I bet that roach ended up in AC Moore 20 minutes later.

St. Marks won, 11-10, with 7 penalty shots.. Charter has talent, the others have the refs.

Scope is 10-9, and apparently blue balls are a good thing for charter

Just got to the Charter vs. St. Marks game and Lee's mom gave up blue leis to wave. "Sort of like a Terrible Towel." Dad called it a Terrible Lei, and gutter minded lacrosse moms everywhere laughed. It's going to be quite a game.

Hey, that's MTV Background Music!

Do you ever listen to your iTunes on shuffle and find songs that you've never really listened to?

Do you ever do this and hear a song that you've heard in the background of a television show and always wanted to know what it was?

I totally just did both with "Idioteque" from Radiohead's Kid A CD (which I've grown to love since Danielle gave me that and Hail to the Theif). Turns out that I've heard it a million times before and loved it, but never knew it was Radiohead.

It's been in the background of every other episode of True Life that MTV has made. You know, when MTV was still kind of respectable.

State of Play-by-Play

Hey, everyone. These aimless posts all relate to State of Play, and aren't titled normally because I texted in. So enjoy.

Note to self. Never be the pizza man in a Russell Crowe movie.

This is a great movie, ruined by my journalistic ethical education. Thanks, Loop. Great class, ruined State of Play.

So the wolf was part of a ballet, not traffic. But it would've been cool...

Three cheers for Jason Bateman as a sleazeball.

"Why do guys always start conversations with cars?" Madeleine
"Let it go." Me

Don Draper is not the killer, and the garage showdown was not as awesome as Alias.

Is Don Draper the hitman?

The lounckist was told to know the dead chick so well they know the "color of her knickers." Dave's guess is that she was wearing red undies. Mad and I believe otherwise, she was a redhead. My guess is black, like my own.

Helen Mirren would make a horrible editor. You can't make someone write a story about one of their best friends. Fail, movie.

I didn't notice how much I liked Ben Affleck. Don't judge, he's not the top of the totem pole, but solid. Much improved from Daredevil.

Scratch that, 5 people here. Movie doesn't suck, stay tuned.

Madeleine and I have decided. If this movie sucks, We're sneaking into the other theater.

So for State of Play, there are 3 people in the theater. The last time this happened? Evolution, when Tori and I and 8 other losers were in this theater.

I ask all my friends: please, no Lost spoilers tonight, I'm watching it tomorrow.

Adventures in Apple Land

Still at the apple store. Apparently, Madeleine fell on the had and broke the corner of her laptop through the sleeve. Damn. Wonder what happened to her...

Someone just managed to steal from the apple store. I must meet this man and learn his tricks.

The guy at the apple store has seen star trek twice since its thursday premiere. This is where stereotypes are born.

Note to self. Go get the power adapters for the UK and Europe before heading abroad next spring...

In Honor of Hump Day

Because nothing says "Hump Day" like Jorma Taccone humping a sax to the Fleet Foxes.

House Season 5 Finale. Let's Discuss

So if you haven't watched, fuck it, this is full of spoilers.

I'm a shameless fan of House getting together with Cuddy. If you're a troll in fan forums, it would be referred to as "Huddy." And last week, when the BoGirls and I were watching the episode, The two were up against the door getting hot and heavy. Which was hot.

To the point where we were almost breaking quiet hours yelling "HI-OH!" at the TV.

Turns out the whole thing was hallucinated. He didn't have her lipstick, he wasn't taking off her clothes, and he's not clean and sober. He was going nuts and still popping pills.

Now the whole dream ending has been done before (including House itself, season 2), but this I thought was surprisingly well done. Even though the sex was fake (I still have hope it'll happen at some point for real), it was a really good ending and satisfying to see him end up in the loony bin. Which, apparently, was really shot in Jersey, unlike the rest of the show. I agree with Kristyne, the Cameron/Chase wedding was a sweeps staple and kind of boring. And Kutner showing up was a bit much (even though I love me some Kal Penn), Amber was all that was needed. But the rest of it was great.

The downside of all this is, of course, that I have to wait until September to see what exactly happens to House.

My Inner Geek Must Be Fed

I absolutely must see Star Trek.

I would never classify myself as a Trekkie, because I never watched the old episodes (or the new ones). But I saw the preview and only one thought went through my mind:

I. Must. See. This.

Everyone I've talked to that saw it said it was amazing. And I kind of figured it would be. It took JJ Abrams to make my perfect summer movie. Action. Sci-Fi. Hot boys. Good storyline.

Really, I'm all for it. So who's with me?

Twitter Truth

So I was Twitter creeping (yes, I'm on Twitter. Follow me, fools! It's on the right sidebar), and I came across this funny little exchange between my two old editors.

Ugh. It's funny because it's true.

(Click on the picture for a clearer view of what Andy & Edon were talking about)

Mac Meltdown

No, porn was not involved.

So I get home (yay!) to Delaware (more yay!) and turn on my laptop to get online and surf my life away, and all that pops up is the start screen with a blinking folder with a question mark.

Not good. Tech support is getting called tomorrow. Good news is, it's still under guarantee.

Can't Read His, No You Can't Read His

I don't know whether to be ashamed or proud that this guy trains in DE.

Actual Conversation

Tucker: haha
Me: What?
Tucker: when gerard butler and the other spartans were training for the movie
Tucker: guess how many total reps they did?
Me: 300.
Tucker: exactly
Me: It boggles the mind.
Me: I have to go drop off a final.
Tucker: indeed
Tucker: i have to go drop off a deuce
Tucker: not really
Tucker: but it sounded like the right time to say it
Me: It was a nice segue.
Tucker: ooh, you spelled it correctly

Wake Up Call

No, this post is not about a Maroon 5 song of the same name. It was a legit wake up call.

Around 7:50 this morning, about an hour before my alarm clock goes off (9 AM. That's right, I'm a college student), I hear Fountains of Wayne "Hey Julie" and vibration from my desk, which is my Dad's ringtone.

I pick up and it's him, stuck in traffic, calling to tell me that Guns n' Roses "Welcome to the Jungle" was on the radio, and proceeds to hold up the phone to the radio so I can hear buzzing and faint screaming from Axl Rose.

If this post sounds like I'm pissed, really, I'm not. Dad does this a lot, actually, just not usually in the morning. It's usually when there's Barry White on the radio, just because "Can't Get Enough of Your Love" is the parental embarrassment song that he and Mom sing in public sometimes. Or sometimes when my sister's having her 17th birthday party in the basement and they're listening to rap, which usually ends in "Where did I go wrong? At least I have one daughter with good taste" in a forlorn voice.

Getting Animated

It's been a while since I posted (and by a while, I mean Monday), but i just got to KellyPaul's animation final screening and there's live music for one of the projects. How fun and trippy.

(Even more fun and trippy? This was posted from my cell phone during the animation show. I know!)