Werewolf Bar Mitzvah?

Happy Halloween folks! Are you in the spirit? Is there a spirit in you?

Oh man, that was terrible.

Anyways, I've got my black and orange on (thank you, card companies, for designating colors so that I don't have to), and I'm kind of in the spirit. Leaves flying everywhere and a chill in the air, it's finally the end of October... and I'm ready to party.

I found some Halloween-themed links for you to enjoy, the first being "House of 1000 Muppets" -- a mash up between Rob Zombie's "House of 1000 Corpses" and the Muppets. It's really well done, expecially the beginning.



The second is something from 30 Rock -- a show that I absoloutely love, but haven't been watching this season because, well, it's on Thursdays, and that's when I get ma drink on. Anyways, I guess this season, there was a throwaway reference to "Tracy Jordan", aka Tracy Morgan's character having created a song called Werewolf Bar Mitzvah. Needless to say, the internets have served it up for us, so take a listen.



Anyways, have a good Halloween!!!

Know My Name

I know that I'm supposed to be all indie and shit, but there's this part of me that just cannot, cannot help but love pop culture. Pop music, terrible TV shows, movies that rot my brain -- I love them all. I feel that people who only listen to elitist indie rock or watch Donnie Darko on a loop are cheating themselves out of things that are manufactured... erm, made to get you feelin' happy.

Case in point -- I am completely in love with I Love New York 2. I have to admit that I didn't watch season 1; that Chance guy was far too much to handle. But dayum -- this girl is feisty. I love how she just tells it like it is, and does stuff like make the guys get beat up by chick kickboxers in order to show how (awesomely) domineering she is. She wakes up in the morning and will not leave her room without her 2 inch false eyelashes on, even if she is just going to smoke a cigarette. I wish I could get away with that kind of drag queen-esque behavior; if I wandered around with a giant weave and blue eyeshadow on all the time, I'm pretty sure none of you would hang out with me. However, the best part of the show has got to be Midget Mac. This guy is hilarious. Watch this clip and you'll see just how kick ass he is.



The best part came later when he was recapping the event, and talking about how his "mofuggin froggy popped."

I'm sure I recapped American Idol when it was on last year. I love that show. I've always been of the opinion that second place is where you need to be in order to be an AI success story. Hell, Clay Aiken sold more records than Ruben Studdard, even though the big guy was the winner. (Cheese and rice, Clay Aiken fans -- that's a post of its own.) But I read somewhere that the 1st place winners on that show only get something like $100,000 for their first contract, which may seem like a lot to you and me, but may not quite be enough for all the whoring out they will inevitably do of the winner. I'm pretty sure the artists can't write their own songs, and the ones they do are so over-processed and tweaked that they're probably not even close to the original. This brings me to my point -- Blake Lewis. Two of his songs leaked the other day, and I have to say that they aren't half bad. I mean, something has to be said about the fact that he feels the need to beatbox in every song, but still. They're no "Tattoo" (Jordiiiiiin), which is a good thing. I'm pretty sure he's going to experience moderate to great success, which is always nice to know when said person comes sputtering out of the ever-churning American music machine.
Blake Lewis -- Break Another
Blake Lewis-- Know My Name

This has been a really slow news week (aside from the devastating fires in Southern California, natch). I guess the biggest item has got to be that Madonna dated Tupac Shakur (TUPAC, glarrrghghg) in the mid-90's. Yes. I mean, she was wild, but Pac? Damn. That's hardcore. What would everyone have thought? It was going on just a year before he was shot -- do you think he would be remembered as the American gangster he is now? Or just "that guy who was dating Madonna who got shot"?

This is random, yes, but what is up with Zac Efron seemingly wearing caked on foundation like, all the time? Did anyone see him in High School Musical 2? (I guess I'm disclosing everything today, yeesh.) The sun literally reflected off his skin... he was like this jumping, skipping, singing bronze statue. Does this mean I have to start calling it "Mankup"? Kind of like "Guyliner"? I'm so confused.

And with that, I'm leaving you with this picture. God damnit, I love cats.

Bad Child

Once again, it's been a while since I've blogged. Last week was hellish. The weekend was pretty much the only thing getting me through the week. And what a weekend it was... I would post pictures, but I'm a bit lazy today, and if you're reading this you're probably friends with me on Facebook anyways.

The Rockwell lab is stealing my soul. I spend so much time there... everytime I walk in, someone will give me a glazed look that says, "I've been here for 5 hours. Save yourself". It's so weird -- I was writing a paper on maintaining customer equity (stimulating, I know) and I realized that I've just been writing basically the same paper for the past two years. Every time I write something, I drop the same phrases, like "market share" or "brand equity" or "target market" in there somewhere. Things like that are all important for the topics I'm writing, sure, but man. It's getting old.

I was sitting in my french class today, and we were watching a scene from "Paris, Je T'aime" (which is in my Netflix queue, so excited) and it made me miss that city so much. I realized that if I don't go again soon, I won't have time to go for a while. Since I've got no idea what I'm doing after school (typical), I am entertaining the idea of just going there for a while. Or somewhere. Anywhere but here.

Okay, I know that most of you won't listen, but this song by Yelle (who I am obsessed with) is awesome. So happy. It's in French, but I'm sure you can pick up what she's singing about.

I literally have nothing to post about today. Damnit. It's probably because I have studying to do, and am feeling lazy. Terribly sorry, I'll try to post something when I get my computer fixed on Tuesday. Happy Monday!

Hmm?

If you'll look over to the right, you'll see that I added a poll... I cannot, for the life of me, decide what to be for halloween. My friends and I were all talking about being kid contestants from "Legends of the Hidden Temple", but we just aren't getting on the t-shirt ordering thing. I could very easily make stencils and make the shirts, but that seems like a hell of a lot of work. I figured I would go with a back-up plan. So, if you have like, 3 seconds to waste, pleeeeease, vote it up.

Also, Blogger has created a video uploader, so I'm going to try to upload a video just to see if it works. Oh, the possibilities!!!

It's kind of ridiculous, watching videos of us standing around in a kitchen after drinking for like 12 hours straight... But hey, that's my life. Plus, my friends have such awesome banter... we really do need our own show.

Manic & I

Instead of studying -- which is what I took off work to do -- I've decided to blog, because that's what I do best.

I read this article the other day about indie music blogs, and their constant quest to bring readers the newest music they can. It talked about how there was no filter on those types of posts, that they just tried to be the first to talk about a new band, or how one was better than the other for whatever reason. While reading the article, I realized that that was something I might be construed as doing -- which I really hope I'm not. I just try to let my readers know what I'm listening to at the moment, and sincerely hope that they will download at least a portion of it and take a listen. I guess I overestimate most people's hunger for music. I only know a handful of people who have as much of an insatiable drive to hear new stuff like I do.

Check out this map: it's a visual representation of the way that religion has spread across the globe. The most interesting part? Christianity has the largest portion. Groupthink anyone?



This guy is sitting behind me snickering at something on his laptop. At least I'm not alone in the whole "not studying" thing... textbooks aren't that awesome. On another note, do you actually know someone who has had sex in the library? I don't think I do. Do people actually do it?

I love Colorado, for the time being, but sometimes I really wish I lived in a bigger city. If I lived in NYC, I could audition to be an extra in Michael Cera's most current movie. Shiza. It actually seems indie as fuck, and if it has a wide release, expect me to be publicly condemning it while privately viewing it.

I'm absoloutely obsessed with this artist, Laura Marling. She's been opening up for The Maccabees, and this song is amaymay. Check it out:



Nope. I'm not moving on until you watch it.
Seriously.
Do it.


....

Okay.

I was reading the comments section of a Twilight Sad video on YouTube, and someone mentioned that they were "so incredibly shoegaze". I couldn't figure it out, so I went to Urban Dictionary... apparently it's when a band plays without moving much, and looks down at their shoes the whole time. Weird that there's even a word for that.

Oh, this bird = fucking awesome.


Here's The Hive's newest single, "Tick Tick Boom"... I have to say, I kind of like it.



Remember how last week I wrote about doing the Souldja Boy dance? Well, the song is a little bit nastier than you would think.

"Superman: When you are mad at your girl for not having sex with you. So when she falls asleep you masturbate and c*m on her back. After that, stick the bedsheet on to her back and when she wakes up it's stuck and she has a cape like Superman!!!
"Yo, dawg, Last night my bitch was being frothy so I gave her a Superman!" "

Ew. I can't believe I put that in my blog, but I figured you might want to know.

Ok, I really have to study now. Great. Ta ta!