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.
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?!"
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.
1 comments:
I don't even know how to start this, but if a team hasn't won a game that would make them 0-6. hee hee. As you have them right now they are undefeated. It's okay, you don't like sports and I think the french are stupid.
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