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.
