Uhhh...

Alright kiddies, I've got some good stuff for you today.

This news piece kind of freaked me out -- apparently, there's a cat that is living at a nursing home, and can somehow predict the deaths of the patients who live there.

PROVIDENCE, R.I. - Oscar the cat seems to have an uncanny knack for predicting when nursing home patients are going to die, by curling up next to them during their final hours. His accuracy, observed in 25 cases, has led the staff to call family members once he has chosen someone. It usually means they have less than four hours to live. "He doesn't make too many mistakes. He seems to understand when patients are about to die," said Dr. David Dosa in an interview. He describes the phenomenon in a poignant essay in Thursday's issue of the New England Journal of Medicine."Many family members take some solace from it. They appreciate the companionship that the cat provides for their dying loved one," said Dosa, a geriatrician and assistant professor of medicine at Brown University. The 2-year-old feline was adopted as a kitten and grew up in a third-floor dementia unit at the Steere House Nursing and Rehabilitation Center. After about six months, the staff noticed Oscar would make his own rounds, just like the doctors and nurses. He'd sniff and observe patients, then sit beside people who would wind up dying in a few hours.

I think I had a dream that someone told me they didn't like my blog layout. That's just too nerdy.

David sent me this video earlier today -- at first, I was like, alright Kanye, enough with the videos... and then I watched it. Zach Galifinakis is apparently really, really good at lip-synching other people's songs. You have to watch this video, it's hilarious. (Click on the picture to watch.)

I was watching a video the other day of an interview with two of the members of The Maccabees, and they name-checked another Brighton-area band, The Cribs. At first, I wasn't super excited for many of their songs, until I saw the video for "Hey Scenesters" -- if you YouTube it, you may recognize it, however, I have no idea where it's from. Anyways, this is their newest single, "Moving Pictures". The lead singer's voice kind of reminds me of the singer for Interpol, with less of a monotone.



I don't know if I've talked about Simian Mobile Disco yet (I write about so many different bands that I forget things, silly me) but this is the video for their latest single, "I Believe". Most of their songs are more upbeat, but if you're into electronic music, check them out.



Does anyone want to buy me the Johnny Five robot from Short Circuit?! Please? I'll totally pay you the $100,000 back. I promise.

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Now for an awesome "trailer"... Lindsay Lohan in "I Know Who Killed... My Career"....



It's hilarious, because her people are saying that the pants she was wearing "weren't hers" and that "there were more than 2 people in the car"... but still. She's crashed her car into a tree before. Plus, who randomly switches pants with people in the middle of the night?!

Here's the trailer for the new Wes Anderson movie, The Darjeeling Limited. Blah blah blah, indie movie, blah blah blah... It's been a long day. But hey, am I the only one who's sick of Owen Wilson?



I posted a video yesterday of Architecture in Helsinki's song, "Heart It Races" ... well here's another crazy ass music video... trampolines and ponchos, oh my!



I move out of my house tomorrow. It's going to be so insane -- I have so much stuff. I'm not looking forward to it. Whoooo wants to help me move?! I'll buy you beer!

Keg Race

Oops. I forgot to write about one of the more epic things that happened to me this weekend -- The Keg Race of 2007. It was insane -- there were 26 people to a team, and the goal was to finish your team's keg first. It was probably the most flimsy excuse to binge drink, but I was alright with it. Beer is beer. There were two teams -- the white team and the black team. We were on the white team, and... well, we kicked some ass. Here are some pictures to prove it:

The scene in the yard before... and everyone gathering to drink their faces off...

The first pour...Two cups each -- the better to drink with, my dear...Amy doing a keg stand with a cup and a straw... And part of the victorious white team...

I woke up covered in bruises, with only a slight recollection of what had happened... speaking french? Climbing fences? Laying down in the middle of the front entryway of the house? Anyways, it only made me come to the conclusion that...

I love my life.

Potato Salad?

This was waiting for me in my Facebook inbox today...
"If you only watch one YouTube movie today featuring dancing country farmer's daughters contortionists singing about potato salad, it should be this one."



Hahaha awesome. Thanks David!

Achoo!

Alright, alright, I admit this post is long overdue. My boss came back this week and all of the internet-grazing freedom that I had last week is gone. However, I still managed to pull some stuff together, altough it's mostly music.










Pretty much the only non-music thing I have to write about is this funny article, entitled "Planning Sensibly for When the Zombies Come". Leather pants? Didn't think about it, but sweet. I always thought the most important thing to have would be good running shoes, just in case they're speedy mothers like the ones in 28 Days Later.
http://www.yourmomsbasement.com/archives/2007/07/post_2.html

I stumbled upon Kate Nash the other day and was immediately awestruck by her simple, melodic sound. She sounds kind of like a cross between Regina Spektor and Lily Allen... This song is awesome. Seriously, check it out.

Here's a link to the mp3 if you want it.

And, since I get a bit obsessed with things, check out this live performance in Edinburgh... you might just end up watching the whole thing.


Alright, if you don't know who Architecture in Helsinki is, then... well, you should. Their video for the song, "Heart It Races" was featured on YouTube for a while because it was so randomly crazy and good. However, I think it's the kind of video that detracts from the song. Here it is, and make sure not to get distracted by the crazy puppets, and listen to the song, too


The reason I got turned on to the song is because of the blog La Blogoteque, that makes "les concerts a emporter", or "take-away concerts" -- gigs that are totally off the cuff and done in one shot. The one with AIH is amazing, because they get a bunch of people to sing parts of it... it takes a while to get going, but once it does, it's incredibly cool to watch.
http://www.blogotheque.net/article.php3?id_article=3275

Another band that did one of these concerts was Guillemots, who I wrote about sometime last summer. One of them starts out with just the lead singer, singing and playing the guitar in a courtyard, and then the rest of the band starts up and he joins them. Even if you don't know much about them, just seeing these two performances will make you a fan.
http://www.blogotheque.net/article.php3?id_article=2448

And, just in case you're too lazy to click through to La Blogoteque, (shame on you!) here's a video for "Made Up Love Song #43".


And for some new music, The Thrills are back, and this is their first single, "Nothing Changes Around Here". The video has a really cool look and feel, and it's a totally cool, mellow song.


Alright, I know it seemed half-assed to put up a bunch of videos, but if you just take like, 15 minutes to listen to them, you'll be a happy camper. Oh, and save this mp3, "Merrymaking at My Place" by Calvin Harris. It's an addicting song.

Computer Down

I figured this video deserved its own post -- it's just so awesome... It's "Thriller", performed by inmates at some random prison.

If going to jail means learning sweet dances, then who wants to rob a bank?!



Speaking of the undead, (I know, worst transition ever) who has seen the trailer for the new Nicole Kidman zombie movie? (I never thought I'd say those words in the same sentence.) It looks alright, if not kind of predictable... it's probably the most mainstream zombie movie I've seen so far.



I've got a lot to do today, and won't be able to post much. I'm terribly sorry, dear readers. Check back soon.

Impossible is the Opposite of Possible

Michael Cera is one of the best deadpan actors -- he can do something completely outrageous without cracking a smile. Kind of like this video here.

Heat Wave

It's hot. It's hot everywhere. This is the sort of thing that makes me very angry. I'm a happy person normally, mind you, but the heat just does something to me. Ugh.






If you haven't seen Transformers, then shame on you. If you haven't been to eBay looking for ridiculous Transformers memorabilia, then shame on me. I found a few auctions that made me stop and wonder exactly where people are getting this money that they are seemingly throwing away. Sure, it's for charity, but the fact that someone has $40,600 to spend on the "Allspark" cube prop from the movie, or $30,000 to spend on the "Bumblebee" Camaro is amazing. However, the questions people have been asking the seller, be they real or fake, are way awesome.

"Q: DOSE IT SHOOT FIRE.
A: No, this is a real car and it does not shoot fire.

Q: DOES THIS CAR REALY TURN INTO BUMBLEBEE THE ROBOT? WILL IT DRIVE ITSELF? PLEASE LET ME KNOW ASAP THANKS!
A: This car does not transform and will not drive itself. It is a real, drivable car. "

Think this is part of The Simpson's Movie marketing campaign? If so, think they went too far?

"Pagans are not happy about an enormous Homer Simpson painted near an ancient
image. Pagans have pledged to perform “rain magic” to wash away cartoon character Homer Simpson who was painted next to their famous fertility symbol - the Cerne Abbas giant. The 17th century chalk outline of the naked, sexually aroused, club-wielding giant is believed by many to be a symbol of ancient spirituality. Ann Bryn-Evans, joint Wessex district manager for The Pagan Federation, said: “It’s very disrespectful and not at all aesthetically pleasing." "

There's a picture, but I'm not exactly sure if the gods of Good Bloggie would appreciate a field-drawing of a naked man marring their pretty blue background.

One of my favorite Gawker Media sites, Jezebel, posted an article on how much photoshopping actually goes into magazine covers. It's actually pretty crazy -- Faith Hill looks less than stellar, which is, I guess, their point. The cover in question is an animated image, but it's worth taking a look. It's pretty amazing. [LINK]

Apparently, some people in England are looking to an odd source for their latest persistant rain problems -- Rhihanna. Yes, Rhianna.

"OUR washout summer has been blamed on many things including global warming, the Gulfstream and a weather system called La Nina. But there could be a simpler
cause . . . Umbrella, the annoyingly catchy song by Rihanna which has been at No1 for nine sodding — sorry, sodden — weeks. For that coincides almost exactly with the period of monsoon-like rain which has drenched the nation. And now experts are wondering if clubbers who have been partying to Umbrella have unwittingly been doing a RAINDANCE. Today, in a bid to put a spoke into Umbrella’s curse, The Sun urges its millions of readers to join our campaign against the hit and knock it off top spot for ever — ever — ever. "

I watch a lot of Law & Order. Like, almost too much. Our neighbors are probably perpetually annoyed by the "BUM BUM" constantly coming from our windows. I can recite the entire intro to "Special Victims Unit". I have a problem.
The most unintentionally funny parts of L&O are probably how random people discover the bodies, like, "Oh, what's that, Moopsie? What do you have? A HAND?!?!!?"
Apparently, some kids (sadly) got their own dose of this... and I guess this means that that shit really does happen. Ah, New York City.

"A kiddie birthday party aboard a boat took a macabre turn yesterday when its pint-sized passengers spotted a corpse floating in the Hudson off Manhattan's Pier 40. The shocked parents of birthday girl Chloe Carvajal, 3, told The Post that they had shelled out $1,500 for the round-trip jaunt around the Statue of Liberty for about 40 guests, including at least 15 youngsters. They were horrified when the rug rats got a premature lesson in crime-scene investigation at around 1 p.m. "There were children there who saw the body, and they were crying," said the girl's mother, Jill Carvajal, 37. "The boat was circling the body." "

Jeez.

Apparently this movie, Rocket Science, did phenomenally well with audiences at Sundance. It seems like the typical indie fare that I, and hopefully you, like so much.



Chris sent me this video, by a girl who calls herself Bat For Lashes. It's crazy, and gets more awesome every time you watch it.



Finally, I wanted to post a link to an mp3 of a remix, done by Girl Talk, of a Grizzly Bear song, featuring Del tha Funkee Homosapien and Clipse. It's seriously really, really good.

I'll leave you with this video -- this guy has crazy beatboxing skills. Watch him mix up a beat.

Hmm.

I should have something to write about today, I swear. I had a pretty epic weekend, and I accidentally got 13 straight hours of sleep, but I cannot, for the life of me, figure out anything to write about. I found... one thing. ONE. I guess it's pretty cool, but only writing about one thing isn't exactly up to my nouveau-Good-Bloggie standards. You'll just have to wait 'til tomorrow. And, sadly, my traffic seems to be mostly concentrated on Mondays. Oops.





So, in the meantime, please enjoy the music.


The Go! Team -- "Grip Like A Vice"

Get Smart

Did you watch "Get Smart" as a kid, probably on Nick at Night? I did, but only because I love the television (it's my own special form of escapism), but because it was hilarious. Well, get ready, because they're making a movie -- with Steve Carrell, no less. Here's the trailer.



And with that, I shall resume working.

Good Blueggie

I just realized that Monday's post was my 250th post on GB! Hope you like the new design -- I didn't get too fancy, it was just time for a change.

I was woken up at 6:30 am this morning, (of course, after being woken up at 2:30 am before that) by my friend Andy, who had apparently passed out on the couch and not known it. I guess all of my friends that went out last night blacked out at Sullivan's, and had no recollection of going downtown. Kinda makes me sad that I didn't go out, but I'm alright with not being sleep deprived. Plus, I can take a nap this afternoon. Yay naps!

Elbo.ws is probably one of the more definitive sites on the internet for music blogs. It's a conglomeration of tons of them, with ridiculous search capacities for links to mp3s. I went there this morning, typed in "Stars", and got probably about 75 blog hits back, each organized into individual songs. It's pretty rad.

This video is amazing. Remember Mark Sommers? Double Dare? How about Pete & Pete? Clarissa Explains it all? Salute Your Shorts? Though I don't have full episodes of those shows to post (something my friends and I talk about almost every time we get drunk), I do have a sweet low-budge music video for a band called the XYZ Affair, that has some of the stars in it.



And, just because I got kinda nostalgic, here's the intro for "Clarissa Explains it All".



I've often celebrated my favorite movie-review site, Pajiba, for its unflinching reviews and acrimonious retellings of movie plots. I often look forward to awful movies coming out, just because I can read what awful things the Pajibans had to say. This article is no exception -- just reading it made me angry and mutter things like "mysogynistic movie-producing bastards" under my breath. Here's a little part of the article:

"...But, more than anything, I don’t want anyone to see this film — I want it to fail spectacularly. I want the filmgoers of this nation to prove that we’re above this sort of contempt and hate of the female sex. That we’re not actually a nation of sick, twisted frat-boy fuckers who’d get off on this sort of deprivation. That there is a line, and that we, collectively, recognize that it’s been crossed, and we won’t subsidize it anymore. That we can reluctantly accept the insulting comedies, the drab thrillers, and the tiresome, lifeless romantic comedies, but that this sort of noxious cinematic poison is not only deplorable, but morally criminal."

"...And I’m sure the filmmakers will argue that Captivity has some sort of feminist empowerment message behind it because Jennifer, the captive, eventually figures it all out and kills her kidnapper, walking away “triumphantly” as the credits roll. But, that’s total fucking bullshit, because for 89 of the 90-minute run time, Joffe and his cinematic henchmen try to pass off torture and date rape as a form of entertainment — they somehow expect people will want to pay to see a woman suffer for 89 minutes and then hope the audience feels vindicated because she mercilessly puts two in her captor’s chest before the screen goes black. Well, fuck that. And fuck you, Joffe, et al. for thinking we’re that easily manipulated."

If you don't read the site, you probably should start. It's good for you -- nothing like uppity hipsters telling you what to like and not to like. Seriously... it's damn good.

This is a cute story -- two elephants escaped from their cages in a travelling circus, and wandered into a neighborhood, where some teenaged boys called the cops. The kid was like, "uh... there's an elephant in someone's front yard" and sure enough, there they were, eating people's trees. http://www.cnn.com/video/#/video/offbeat/2007/07/12/stevens.loose.elephants.gnn

Need a reason not to talk on your cellphone or listen to music on your ipod when it's raining? (Other than "you should fucking know better"?) People are actually getting struck by lightning because they refuse to turn their elecronic devices off.

"Emergency physicians report treating patients burned while using personal electronic devices amid lightning. "It's going to hit where it's going to hit, but once it contacts metal, the metal conducts the electricity," said Dr. Mary Ann Cooper of the American College of Emergency Physicians. And the metal can cause contact burns.
A Canadian jogger suffered severe injuries while running with his iPod, according to a report in the New England Journal of Medicine. The man, a 39-year-old dentist, was jogging in a thunderstorm when lightning hit a tree a couple of feet away and jumped to his body. It not only caused second-degree burns on his chest and left leg, but ruptured both ear drums, dislocated tiny ear bones that transmit sound waves and broke his jaw in four places. "

Dayum.

I got an email in my inbox this morning from Pandora.com, urging me to call my senator to oppose the insane rate-hikes for internet radio. I was all set to post a plea for help, but then I read this:

"The SoundExchange executive promised -- in front of Congress -- that SoundExchange will not enforce the new royalty rates. Webcasters will stay online, as new rates are hammered out. [A blogger] just spoke with Pandora founder Tim Westergren, who expressed relief that Pandora wouldn't have to shut down on Sunday in response to the new rates. He said, "It was getting pretty close. I always had underlying optimism that sanity was going to prevail, but I was beginning to wonder." "

So no fear, you shall have internet radio for a little while longer.

I also read an article about how the McDonald's restaurants in the UK are going to start converting all of their cooking oil to biodiesel. Yet another reason why I wouldn't mind moving to England.

I guess tonight, we're going to probably do some karaoke. (I realized today that the people who sit around me must think I'm into the nose candy -- I've gotten in the habit of calling karaoke "yoke". Think about it.) It's way more fun than you may think. I somehow always get the microphone passed to me, and I'm sure the regulars are sick of me singing bad 80's songs. But, of course, I'm not. Never.

I'm going to leave you with a really awesome video -- a single room, painted tons of different ways.

Stuff. Cats. Awesome.

I know that I just posted a super long post, but I ran across this site.

Stuff On My Cat.com.

It's.... awesome.

Good Bl007gie

I always feel like 007 when I blog at work. I've usually got my hand on the Alt and Ctrl tabs, so that I can quickly switch back to my Outlook window. The problem is that I enjoy this so much more than working, but blogging doesn't exactly pay the bills. Actually, I was considering putting Google Adsense on here... but I figured it would just muck up the look. Plus, who clicks on those ads anyways? It's unfortunate though, because on some of those ads, you can make like, 10 cents, but on others, you can make like 10 bucks. I'll keep it in mind, but I think maybe it's a little too late. If I had been doing it this whole time, I might be ballin'. But who knew I'd be keeping up GB this long?!

Whilst at Sullivan's last night (something that, although fun, is kicking me in the ass right now), I looked up to the tv and saw this, in all of its glory:




Lebron James... dressed in Hammer Pants on the ESPYS. I shrieked, and went, "it's hammer time, Lebron!"
And then... I found this.

A 1991 MC Hammer doll on eBay. Holy shit. Yeah, so my birthday is in like a month and 4 days... Cough cough.

This is going to be a really music-heavy post today, because it's a slow news day, and I gathered all of my material in the morning, when no one reports things. So either go out and do something that gets you on 9News, or read this post. Either option is pretty awesome.

Stars, a Canadian indie-pop band, are set to release a new album soon. There are a few tracks floating around the internet, but I'm unfortunately too busy listening for feet shuffling down the hall to look for them. "Elevator Love Letter" is by far my favorite song of theirs, even though it's a bit old. I highly anticipate myself posting more stuff from them when it comes out in the next few days.


If any of you are friends with me on MySpace, then you might have noticed my new profile song. No? It's alright... MySpace is weird. Facebook owns.
Uh, anyways, my new profile song is "Stop Me" by Mark Ronson. He's a pretty amazing DJ/Producer, in the same vein as Kaskade; not in the techno sense, but in the way that he uses different artists for his songs. "Stop Me" is a cover of a Smiths song, just updated, and with a catchier beat.



Here's the original song, complete with Moz on a bicycle. Awesome.



Oh, here's a news item that made me drool... supposedly sometime within 6 months or so, Apple is set to release multi touch iPods that are similar to the iPhone.

Apple is preparing to launch a next-generation video iPod in August that features a touch-screen panel similar to the iPhone, according to DigiTimes. Citing "sources at upstream suppliers," the Far Eastern rumor publication reports that Wintek will be supplying the touch panels for the players. "The Taiwan-based panel maker will begin shipping capacitive touch screen panels in the second half of 2007," DigiTimes said. "The company noted that its touch screen panels will be used with customers' own software and ICs." During a private meeting last month, Apple's traditionally tigh-lipped chief executive Steve Jobs all but broke the silence on the future of the video iPod. Speaking to employees at the Apple Town Hall, he said a division of the company was hard at work on next-generation iPods that, like iPhone, would run an embedded version of the Mac OS X operating system. Picking up on Jobs' comments were Wall Street analysts such as Piper Jaffray's Gene Munster, who in a report to clients earlier this week suggested that the current iteration of iPhone represents much of what Apple's flagship iPod line will soon be. "Specifically, we expect Apple to release high capacity iPods based on OS X sometime during or before Macworld '08 in January," he wrote. According to Munster, whose reports appear to be somewhat speculative, the new video iPod players would likely include touch-screen media features akin to the iPhone, but not include wireless phone capabilities or Internet features. "

Here's another article, on the capacity of (or lack thereof) your brain, including things like "you have two nervous systems: one set controls excitation and the other controls inhibition. If you hold out your hand, you might notice minor tremors. This is caused by slight, random differences in the amount each of the two systems are firing." Hmm. Interesting.

I'm going to post the new Editors video, because I've watched this thing like 3 times without actually listening to it -- they're a stellar band, but they're just a little too dark for me right now.



Alright, just two more artists to watch, before I have to quit. I know everyone's attention spans are just as short as mine, so I'll keep it quick.

The first is a guy called Justice. He's not so much indie, but more like LCD Soundsystem -- very dance-y and catchy. My absoloute favorite song of his is "DVNO". Here's the video. It's another one of those terribly boring videos that's better off not being watched, and only listened to. The song is still awesome though.



If you're into it, here's an mp3 of a mashup between Jay-Z, and Justice's song "DANCE". It's pretty good.

Alright, the second is Calvin Harris. He's British (of course), and makes equally awesome dance-y music. This is the video for his newest single, "Merrymaking at My Place".



I'm going to make the most awesome indie dance mix, I just decided.

Oh, and Nicole Richie's trial has been postponed until my birthday, (August 16th) because an "expert witness" will be on vacation. However, isn't her own admission that she was high and on Vidodin enough?

This is also fun -- the cadaver calculator. Find out how much your dead body is worth. Mine's worth a dismal $4355 -- it's all the drinking. The best question: "Are you an albino?"

Holy shit. This video made me go,"noooooooooo" under my breath as I watched it.
"Will It Blend? iPhone Smoothie"



"iSmoke. Don't breathe it!"

Alright, the last thing I'm going to do in this post is name-check Boy Meets Ipod. It's my friend Mark's new music blog, which I have high aspirations for, seeing as he helps fuel my indie-music-obsession. If it's possible, Mark spends more time perusing the internet than I do, and therefore has a greater expertise on the bands that he likes (whereas I'm all over the place. Seriously, why didn't my parents get my checked out for ADD?!). Check it out; I'm sure it's gonna take off like crazy. Plus, he hosts mp3s, which I'm still terrified to do.

Good Song

Wow -- I just came across the most insane duet of Ray Lamontagne and Damien Rice. Ray Lamontagne's voice is insane. It just makes me like him more.

They're Bloggies In Disguise!

After taking a spill on a longboard Monday, I'm feeling less than stellar. Scraped-up foot and knee, bruised in various places, with an arm I can't raise higher than my shoulder, I'm thinking that the only thing I want to do right now is limit my range of motion. The tappity-tap of the keyboard will hopefully soothe my bruised ego.

On Monday, we went and watched our guy friends' softball game at Rolland Moore park -- they were something like 6-0, completely defeated. They ended up beating the other team they were playing, who were also defeated, and decided to buy a keg. Needless to say, I was one hungover little intern yesterday.

(Even though I totally bashed it in my blog last week, I cannot stop listening to Kanye's new song. Oops.)

This little gem is something David sent me yesterday. It's the unrated trailer for Superbad. Watch out -- peeing your pants, although likely, isn't something someone your age should do.



I am absoloutely in love with Judd Apatow for bringing the "anti-hero" back to the screen. Sure, I like me some man-candy, but I cannot stand people that don't have anything interesting to say, even if they're reading and reciting someone else's words. Having people like Seth Rogan or Michael Cera in a leading role is a movie geek's dream. I just wish that there were "anti-hot" chicks onscreen right now too. Sarah Silverman doesn't count. She's so annoying that she makes my eyes bleed.

As a random added bonus, here's "Panama" by Van Halen -- the song that plays at the end of the trailer. I couldn't get it out of my head yesterday, so I figured if you couldn't either, you could listen to it 'til the end and hopefully not be singing "Panamaaaahaaahhh" as you brush your teeth tonight.



I wrote on Monday about Avril Lavigne's purported song theft -- yesterday, a combination of a song by a chick named Peaches and one of Avril's songs popped up on the internets. I mean, if you're going to write shitty pop music, at least write your own damn songs! Listen for yourself.

Peaches and Avril Lavigne's songs
Uploaded by skyllo

Here's another song by Jack Penate, "Torn From the Platform". I know this post is video-heavy, but this is just a damn good song. I love his british rockabilly style.



Is it wrong that I really, really want to see I Know Who Killed Me with Lindsay Lohan? And that I think it actually looks good, in a mindless kind of way?

Caroline and I saw Transformers last night -- it. was. AWESOME. There were just so many ridiculous parts -- the fx were awesome, but the best part about it was that the creators didn't take themselves or the movie too seriously. I laughed for an innappropriately long time when one of them was like, "what's crackin', bitches?!"

Did anyone happen to catch the trailer in front of it?! AAA! I got so geeked out, that at the end, when J. J. Abrams' name flashed on the screen (the creator of Lost, stay with me people), I was like, "ohhhhhhhhh...". I got real embarassed, but then I was just like, meh.

Apparently it's called Cloverfield. Here's the trailer.



However, I think it comes out in January. Boo.

Stereogum made an insane tribute to Ok Computer -- there are some quality covers on there.

And then there was the Chihuahua that was born with a perfect heart-shaped patch of hair on its back. Go ahead. Squeal. No one's around.

Big Bloggie

I figured I should do a huge, mondo-amazing post to make up for the shitty posts from last week. Especially my drunk one... actually that one was pretty awesome.
I've got a gang of links for you to look at, so hopefully you'll find them as entertaining as I did.

Everyone's done some sort of weird job, or had some sort of internship where you struggle to explain exactly what it is that you do (like mine). This must be especially hard for Trevor -- the Mentos intern. You see, his entire job is to sit in an office, somewhere in Kentucky, and do whatever people ask him to. I guess he's supposed to do stuff like order your lunch, proofread your term papers, and the last time I checked on him, he was playing hangman. There's this live chat that he sits there and reads. It's pretty entertaining, even though he's not the most lively guy (I wouldn't be either if I had to entertain random people all day long) and definitely worth checking out. There's something oddly entertaining about getting a glimpse into strangers' lives.

There's so much in the news and on the internet about "going green", which is all well and good, but when is the point going to come when people stop talking about it and actually start doing it?! I've actually tried to make an effort lately -- I haven't been driving as much, and have been riding my bike, and I've been trying to use my Nalgene as frequently as possible. I was reading this article, and it said something that surprised me:

Each year, people are drinking 30 billion throwaway bottles of water," said
the Sierra Club's Ruth Caplan. "If you put them end to end, it would go around the world more than 150 times." Caplan said four out of five plastic water bottles end up in landfills, but even before they get there, they've taken a toll on the environment. To get to a store shelf in Chicago, for instance, a bottle of water from France must first travel more than 5,000 miles on ships and in trucks. And because water is heavy, transporting it requires a lot of fuel. ABC News crunched the numbers -- taking into account mileage and fuel requirements -- and found that even before you drink that one-liter (or a 33.8 ounce) bottle of French water in Chicago, you've already consumed roughly 2 ounces of oil. And that doesn't include the oil used to make the plastic. In addition, the entire process -- bottling, packaging and shipping -- creates pollution and greenhouse gases. "It's ironic that on some of the labels of the bottles, you see snow-capped mountains and glaciers when in fact the production of the bottle is contributing to global warming, which is melting those snowcaps and those glaciers," said Allen Hershkowitz at the Natural Resources Defense Council.

It may have been seeing Sicko yesterday (which is something everyone MUST do, it's very eye-opening), but I just want to start being a better person to the environment. This might include picking up the beer cans in my front yard. We're such frat bros. Actually, this clever commercial kind of ties into the whole "green" theme. If you can't figure it out, watch it 'til the end.




Apparently I'm all into educating you today, mes petits, but I found this really interesting story on the history of the Statue of Liberty. It's a good read -- I just thought that the thing was just shipped here with no problems.

Think the 4th of July hot dog eating contest was crazy? Try televised rock, paper, scissors. Seriously.

"ESPN will push the edge of the envelope in prime time Saturday with its debut coverage of the USA Rock Paper Scissors Championship. Trey Wingo, who hosted coverage taped in May in Las Vegas, says the “unbelievable spectacle” went far beyond the technical aspects of the sport — in which rock crushes scissors, scissors cuts paper and paper covers rock. Some competitors wore “throwing gloves.” Wingo says he was “shocked” by an event that ran “the gamut of human interactions” even as Vegas sports books took bets on its results and its winner received $50,000. Some competitors, he says, brought posses as they were led by ring-card girls onto a stage set up like a boxing ring. One entrant, he says, “walked about in a robe and oven mitts. He said his hands were on fire and he didn't want to burn anybody. It was ridiculous.” "

If you haven't heard, some random band from the 70's is suing Avril Lavigne for having a similar chorus to one of their songs. I hate Avril. Seriously. If I ever met her, I would have no qualms with sucker punching her in the face. And then running away, because she's rich and would probably sue me. I thought I couldn't hate her more, but then she gets up on her internet-blogging pedestal (something I'm incredibly unfamiliar with. Cough.) and starts throwing around words like "defamation of character" and stuff like, "they claim that a small part of the lyrics are the same and are saying that I took these from them. I had never heard this song in my life and their claim is based on 5 words! All songs share similar lyrics and emotions. As humans we speak one language." What language is that?! As far as I'm concerned, Avril only speaks one language: suck.

Also, evidently, Catherine Zeta-Jones treats her hair with caviar. $400.00 worth. There are kids starving in Africa and she's washing her hair with caviar?! Seriously?!

Finally, Joel Madden has done something good with his life (besides knocking up Nicole "Preying Mantis" Richie that is). He threatened to kick Spencer "Fuckface" Pratt's ass. Finally! I just don't understand why people put up with that guy, even on The Hills. He's inhuman... that shiny skin, those huge teeth, that weird combed back hairstyle. I'm gonna be the first to call "Nonhuman Robot" on him. You heard it here first, folks.

You know you're bored when finishing your Diet Coke makes you sad.

I was trying to think of a super indie song to post, but all I could come up with is this. I don't know how many "Walk It Out" parodies are out there, but this one is by far the best. It's.. amazing.




Holy crap. I'm pretty sure I could have stretched this post out over an entire week, but I felt like I owed it to everyone. I'm going to go work now. And listen to the whole new Interpol CD, here.

You're So Naive, Yeah...

So. For the past few days, I haven't been writing. And it's not because I don't love the Good Bloggie, it's because I've been busy. To quote a recent Facebook message between me and Little (1):

"Regarding Good Bloggie, I'm glad that you said something because I'd been considering letting you know that it was growing a little stagnant. It needs more "Whitneyisms" videos aren't bad but I want to read you adding hilarious comments. I think the personal stuff isn't a bad idea, and also what happened to your stuff about celebrities? Not so much Paris, Lindsay, Britney stuff but better stuff that I know you are reading. Like did you know that Stefanie from Full House got GIANT implants? And did you know that Topanga lost a ton of weight and is going to appear in commercials next month for some weight loss food thing? Really the bottom line is that you just need more cowbell.

i still check it everyday so don't think that i don't still love GB, she just needs a little facelift. I didn't watch the Kanye video, I like the song though, I also really like the song he did with Johnny May. I'm curious to see what he does with "Young Folks" "

And my reply....

"I dunno what it is -- half of it is that I blog at work, and I feel guilty, so I just don't write as much length-wise as I could. The other part is that I read so many celebrity/pop culture/gossip blogs that by the time I get down to writing in my own it seems like old news to me.
Listen to the Kanye/Daft Punk song. As much as Kanye is a pompous asshole, it's pretty solid. Plus, it looks like he dropped like a million dollars on his video, which doesn't even feature him as much as I'm sure he'd like. "

Anyhoo, this blog post only serves to make sure your faith in GB doesn't wane. I know that I've only been posting YouTube videos, but they're YT videos with a purpose. I'm only here to make sure you can stand around in a group of your friends, saying, "yeah, I saw that "blankity blank something or other" on Hammer Time's blog like, a week and a half ago." It's literally a public service. This, my friends, is why I post "you're welcome" after the most especially awesome posts. Because seriously, darlings... who else in Fort Collins is going to inform you like I do?

To quote the Tegan & Sara song I'm currently obsessed with, "nobody, nobody, nobody!"

In other news, it's desperately late, and incredibly untimely, but the Amy Winehouse album is quality. Qual, qual, qual. 50's-60's music (literally the only thing that helped me get through my parent's divorce, personal tidbit, ask me about it later) is the new "it". I had a really awesome example, but I forget. Because I'm drunk. There was this awesome MP3 that I had, but I can't post it, because I don't really feel like being arrested... but it's called "B Boy Baby" by Muyta Beuna ft. Amy Winehouse... hype machine search it, it's worth it.

I'm going to devote the rest of this night to playing The Kooks' "Naive" on my guitar all by myself. Because that sounds like a fucking awesome idea. And if you haven't heard the song, which is all sorts of outdated by blogger standards, then do it. It's below you... in my blog. Ahem.

I just don't know what I'd do if I couldn't write. Go crazy, maybe?

In that vein, I'm going to go listen to the Go! Team. Another band, who, when faced with most of the people I hang out with, would scoff and go back to their mixers.

I fucking love you.
Good Bloggie loves you.