"Vice-Cream"
This article is about the big to-do on Vodka flavored ice cream bars being eaten by kids in Australia. They had Magnums in China and they were pretty much like Dove Bars, except with milk chocolate on top. I know: blissful, but rich and will easily dominate you. I recall at one point Clarence said that he would be willing to try to eat three consecutively in one sitting. It never happened, unfortunately, but I was always eager to watch.
Thursday, April 08, 2004
Thursday
Everyone is listening to the Condi Rice hearings right now, which is very exciting, what with the raucous applause and Senator Kerrey's (sp?) repeated referrals to Condi as "Dr. Clarke" and her snippy response to it. I'm a little sad that it's coming to its end.
But, let's keep it light over here. Here's a link to a variety of comic strips by Japanese English students. This one totally cracks me up in particular.
Everyone is listening to the Condi Rice hearings right now, which is very exciting, what with the raucous applause and Senator Kerrey's (sp?) repeated referrals to Condi as "Dr. Clarke" and her snippy response to it. I'm a little sad that it's coming to its end.
But, let's keep it light over here. Here's a link to a variety of comic strips by Japanese English students. This one totally cracks me up in particular.
Wednesday, April 07, 2004
William Hung's Inspiration's Track Listing
This is apparently the track listing for William Hung's debut. I totally want to hear the "Inspirational Thoughts." Thanks to Steve for this info.
1. William Hung Words of Gratitude
2. She Bangs
3. Bailamos
4. William Hung's Inspirational Thoughts (Passion)
5. I Believe I Can Fly
6. Hotel California
7. Can You Feel the Love Tonight
8. Two Worlds
9. William Hung's Inspirational Thoughts (Perserverance)
10. Rocket Man
11. Free
12. Circle of Life
13. William Hung's Inspirational Thoughts (Be Yourself)
14. Y.M.C.A.
15. Shake Your Bon-Bon
This is apparently the track listing for William Hung's debut. I totally want to hear the "Inspirational Thoughts." Thanks to Steve for this info.
1. William Hung Words of Gratitude
2. She Bangs
3. Bailamos
4. William Hung's Inspirational Thoughts (Passion)
5. I Believe I Can Fly
6. Hotel California
7. Can You Feel the Love Tonight
8. Two Worlds
9. William Hung's Inspirational Thoughts (Perserverance)
10. Rocket Man
11. Free
12. Circle of Life
13. William Hung's Inspirational Thoughts (Be Yourself)
14. Y.M.C.A.
15. Shake Your Bon-Bon
It's Out!
William Hung's record debut is out, and to noone's surprise, it's rather painful to the ear. This article describes the slow to non-existent sales of it. I like this part of the article:
At Tower Records on Durant Avenue, about 50 of Hung's CDs occupy prime real estate -- the top shelf of the rack by the cash register, above discs by Modest Mouse, ABBA, Johnny Cash and Blondie. But they were off to a slow start, with three sales in the first hour. Robert Carvalho, a playground supervisor from El Sobrante, bought all three. He said they were for his daughters.
"I'm sure I'll laugh at the CD when I hear it,'' he said. "And he'll be laughing, too, with my $30.''
William Hung's record debut is out, and to noone's surprise, it's rather painful to the ear. This article describes the slow to non-existent sales of it. I like this part of the article:
At Tower Records on Durant Avenue, about 50 of Hung's CDs occupy prime real estate -- the top shelf of the rack by the cash register, above discs by Modest Mouse, ABBA, Johnny Cash and Blondie. But they were off to a slow start, with three sales in the first hour. Robert Carvalho, a playground supervisor from El Sobrante, bought all three. He said they were for his daughters.
"I'm sure I'll laugh at the CD when I hear it,'' he said. "And he'll be laughing, too, with my $30.''
Finally, a tasteful commercial
I saw another one of the new United Airlines ads last night featuring fantastic animation. I have to hand it to them, their new ad campaign is great and I am played like a guitar ('Oh, United has good taste, so I want to fly their airline!'). I saw their first of these ads on Oscar night. It kicked the hell out of all the overrated dreck that was on Superbowl Sunday.
I saw another one of the new United Airlines ads last night featuring fantastic animation. I have to hand it to them, their new ad campaign is great and I am played like a guitar ('Oh, United has good taste, so I want to fly their airline!'). I saw their first of these ads on Oscar night. It kicked the hell out of all the overrated dreck that was on Superbowl Sunday.
Tuesday, April 06, 2004
You Learn Something New Every Day
Did you know that Crips wish eachother "Happy C-Day" on their birthdays because they avoid the letter 'B' at all costs, as it's associated with the Bloods? This is the kind of stuff that I picked up from this article on the ins and outs of prison greeting cards.
Did you know that Crips wish eachother "Happy C-Day" on their birthdays because they avoid the letter 'B' at all costs, as it's associated with the Bloods? This is the kind of stuff that I picked up from this article on the ins and outs of prison greeting cards.
Monday, April 05, 2004
Amazing Race Update
Brace yourself, fans of this hopelessly underrated show, because apparently two of the contestants on this summer's version is going to be Alison, from the last Big Brother season, and her boyfriend. I loathe her. Why do they feel that they need to besmirch the show and the rest of the world with her presence?
Brace yourself, fans of this hopelessly underrated show, because apparently two of the contestants on this summer's version is going to be Alison, from the last Big Brother season, and her boyfriend. I loathe her. Why do they feel that they need to besmirch the show and the rest of the world with her presence?
"Yngwie the Axe Grinder"
Last Saturday was the night that my parents took Erik and his friend to see Yngwie Malmsteen at Jaxx in Baltimore. I was waiting for baited breath for their reaction to the show. My dad had reservations about seeing it, but my mom was excited for it, since she wanted to attend a rock and roll show. First of all, though, thanks to Don who sent me the Washington Post's review of the show (the title of this post is cribbed from the review), which was hilarious. Some of the highlights:
Cockiness is as crucial a component of the typical heavy metal star's arsenal as overdriven Marshall stacks. Yngwie Malmsteen, a guitar hero straight out of Central Casting, came to Jaxx on Friday with an overabundance of both.
Malmsteen didn't become an idol to generations of suburban dirtballs for nothing. The 40-year-old Swede has, as the players say, chops....
Dressed in a loose-fitting, low-hanging black satin shirt that looked like something from the Steven Seagal Collection, Malmsteen showed hilariously little feeling for members of his band. His first words into the microphone came halfway through his two-hour set, when he upbraided drummer Patrik Johannsen for "missing a [expletive] cue!"
The writer's name is Dave McKenna. Mr. McKenna, whoever you are, you slay me.
Anyway, shockingly, my parents almost enjoyed the show! They were put out since they found Jaxx to be more of a biker bar, and they got there at 6:30 or something and had to stand around till 8 , when the doors opened. There were two opening bands, and Yngwie didn't come on till 11. Erik and his friend immediately ditched them to go and stand by the stage, but my parents hung back away from the noise and people watched. Apparently, there were many people there ("suburban dirtballs"?) who were wearing very little. My dad spotted a woman who was apparently very overweight who wore tight pants with a big hole in the butt. Why the hole? Because she wanted to display her tattoo. My mom surmised that perhaps this was "because her boyfriend wanted her to show it off."
Last Saturday was the night that my parents took Erik and his friend to see Yngwie Malmsteen at Jaxx in Baltimore. I was waiting for baited breath for their reaction to the show. My dad had reservations about seeing it, but my mom was excited for it, since she wanted to attend a rock and roll show. First of all, though, thanks to Don who sent me the Washington Post's review of the show (the title of this post is cribbed from the review), which was hilarious. Some of the highlights:
Cockiness is as crucial a component of the typical heavy metal star's arsenal as overdriven Marshall stacks. Yngwie Malmsteen, a guitar hero straight out of Central Casting, came to Jaxx on Friday with an overabundance of both.
Malmsteen didn't become an idol to generations of suburban dirtballs for nothing. The 40-year-old Swede has, as the players say, chops....
Dressed in a loose-fitting, low-hanging black satin shirt that looked like something from the Steven Seagal Collection, Malmsteen showed hilariously little feeling for members of his band. His first words into the microphone came halfway through his two-hour set, when he upbraided drummer Patrik Johannsen for "missing a [expletive] cue!"
The writer's name is Dave McKenna. Mr. McKenna, whoever you are, you slay me.
Anyway, shockingly, my parents almost enjoyed the show! They were put out since they found Jaxx to be more of a biker bar, and they got there at 6:30 or something and had to stand around till 8 , when the doors opened. There were two opening bands, and Yngwie didn't come on till 11. Erik and his friend immediately ditched them to go and stand by the stage, but my parents hung back away from the noise and people watched. Apparently, there were many people there ("suburban dirtballs"?) who were wearing very little. My dad spotted a woman who was apparently very overweight who wore tight pants with a big hole in the butt. Why the hole? Because she wanted to display her tattoo. My mom surmised that perhaps this was "because her boyfriend wanted her to show it off."
Saturday, April 03, 2004
Heated
Last night I attended an ever-so-fun Game Night, where there was much Boggle, Pictionary, and Trivial Pursuit played. I like Boggle and TP, but I live for Pictionary. Mellow I am in all other area of my life, but Pictionary turns me into someone loud and obnoxious who is prone to slapping five an excessive amount of times. I am that person. My cockles were particularly raised during one moment of the evening when the word was "you," it was an All Play, and I was drawing. All Plays make me frantic. I drew blobby people, one pointing at himself and pointing at another person. Yeah, I don't know. Anyway, Anne, one of my outstanding teammates, said something like "You look just like me." I threw my pen down in victory and started celebrating, but was greeted with the protests from other players. I had always played by the rules that as long as the person said the word in question, all was settled, but the majority opinion is that people would have to specifically pick out what word we were getting at. I like it my way better. Anyway, Anne, Sandy, and I still managed to win after all of that drama. I woke up this morning feeling sheepish, not because I acted foolishly from too much drink but because of my poorly disguised Pictionary hubris.
Last night I attended an ever-so-fun Game Night, where there was much Boggle, Pictionary, and Trivial Pursuit played. I like Boggle and TP, but I live for Pictionary. Mellow I am in all other area of my life, but Pictionary turns me into someone loud and obnoxious who is prone to slapping five an excessive amount of times. I am that person. My cockles were particularly raised during one moment of the evening when the word was "you," it was an All Play, and I was drawing. All Plays make me frantic. I drew blobby people, one pointing at himself and pointing at another person. Yeah, I don't know. Anyway, Anne, one of my outstanding teammates, said something like "You look just like me." I threw my pen down in victory and started celebrating, but was greeted with the protests from other players. I had always played by the rules that as long as the person said the word in question, all was settled, but the majority opinion is that people would have to specifically pick out what word we were getting at. I like it my way better. Anyway, Anne, Sandy, and I still managed to win after all of that drama. I woke up this morning feeling sheepish, not because I acted foolishly from too much drink but because of my poorly disguised Pictionary hubris.
Friday, April 02, 2004
Yawning with the President
James recounted the Late Show/CNN scandal in his blog recently, and Salon just recently had an AP headline about titled "CNN red-faced over Letterman error." Check out the dad's spin job about his son's yawning, checking of the watch, etc, behind the President:
The truth was: The White House never complained, and the footage was real.
So is the lad: 13-year-old Tyler Crotty, son of Orange County Chairman and Bush supporter Rich Crotty. As the elder Crotty explained Thursday, Tyler was so excited about the prospect of seeing the president he couldn't sleep the night before.
James recounted the Late Show/CNN scandal in his blog recently, and Salon just recently had an AP headline about titled "CNN red-faced over Letterman error." Check out the dad's spin job about his son's yawning, checking of the watch, etc, behind the President:
The truth was: The White House never complained, and the footage was real.
So is the lad: 13-year-old Tyler Crotty, son of Orange County Chairman and Bush supporter Rich Crotty. As the elder Crotty explained Thursday, Tyler was so excited about the prospect of seeing the president he couldn't sleep the night before.
"The Thinking Woman's Sex Symbol": Newsfox reprised
Jon Stewart's Fame Audit. I didn't know that he proposed to his wife in a NY Times crossword! Jon, you had me at hello. My future husband will have to propose to me via a TV Guide crossword if he had any hopes of me completing the damn thing.
(Ms. Anne gives her own whatup to John in her blog today too!)
Jon Stewart's Fame Audit. I didn't know that he proposed to his wife in a NY Times crossword! Jon, you had me at hello. My future husband will have to propose to me via a TV Guide crossword if he had any hopes of me completing the damn thing.
(Ms. Anne gives her own whatup to John in her blog today too!)
The Sloganator
Wonkette had been talking about the Sloganator 4evah, but I finally got around to looking at it.
Wonkette had been talking about the Sloganator 4evah, but I finally got around to looking at it.
Newsfoxes
I've been having an email exchange with Steve in Madison over the term "newsfox." It's a term coined by his wife, and apparently she used it in reference to Ann Curry who was in her building, reporting on the faked kidnapping of the UW student (crazy story, that).
"Newsfox," he informed me, "is not gender-specific."
He also posed this question: "Does Brian Williams' (NBC) head look like Silly Putty that has lain in half its 'eggshell' for too long? It just looks like one side of his face has been pressed into a very large spoon." I've never noticed myself, but any opinions out there?
I've been having an email exchange with Steve in Madison over the term "newsfox." It's a term coined by his wife, and apparently she used it in reference to Ann Curry who was in her building, reporting on the faked kidnapping of the UW student (crazy story, that).
"Newsfox," he informed me, "is not gender-specific."
He also posed this question: "Does Brian Williams' (NBC) head look like Silly Putty that has lain in half its 'eggshell' for too long? It just looks like one side of his face has been pressed into a very large spoon." I've never noticed myself, but any opinions out there?
Looking back through the Onion archives, I stumbled upon some of my favorite articles. There's this one: "Bush Seeks U.N. Support for "U.S. Does Whatever the Hell It Wants" Plan," "Bush: Our Long National Nightmare of Peace and Prosperity are Finally Over," and finally my favorite Clinton-era headline: "Clinton Makes Collage for Best Friend." You must check out the collage--every time I look at it, I crack up.
Friday afternoon
So sleepy, battling food coma. Friday afternoons are really the most excruciating things since it's like you can basically taste the weekend around the corner. I, for one, taste a nap. Anyway, I've referenced the Washington Post's free daily before, but this morning I ran across their "Speak Up" column in the back. I don't know if their staff people write for it or if they purport to try to find Everyday Washingtonians, but I've noticed a couple of different people in the pictures that are featured by the columns. They haven't impressed me too much in the past, but I liked the one today called "Call of the Child" by a guy named Dan Miller (a fellow W&M alumni, apparently!) who writes about how there seems to be a growing number of little ones around. I won't go into detail, but I've got to crib one particularly evocative portion of it that I thought was great:
I mean, sure, I like babies. They have fun, fat little cheeks and I like how they're equally likely to shriek or laugh at the sight of everyday objects. They're also infinitely weird--with their macaroni-like fingers and gurgling, grapefruit-sized heads (heads so heavy their necks sag under the weight). They're people, only smaller. And they don't know anything.
Clarence always wondered why I love kids in their fat infant stages: he felt that they are like bland, shapeless "amoebas," but I feel like that passages captures what I find so alluring about babies. The fatter, the better as far as I'm concerned.
So sleepy, battling food coma. Friday afternoons are really the most excruciating things since it's like you can basically taste the weekend around the corner. I, for one, taste a nap. Anyway, I've referenced the Washington Post's free daily before, but this morning I ran across their "Speak Up" column in the back. I don't know if their staff people write for it or if they purport to try to find Everyday Washingtonians, but I've noticed a couple of different people in the pictures that are featured by the columns. They haven't impressed me too much in the past, but I liked the one today called "Call of the Child" by a guy named Dan Miller (a fellow W&M alumni, apparently!) who writes about how there seems to be a growing number of little ones around. I won't go into detail, but I've got to crib one particularly evocative portion of it that I thought was great:
I mean, sure, I like babies. They have fun, fat little cheeks and I like how they're equally likely to shriek or laugh at the sight of everyday objects. They're also infinitely weird--with their macaroni-like fingers and gurgling, grapefruit-sized heads (heads so heavy their necks sag under the weight). They're people, only smaller. And they don't know anything.
Clarence always wondered why I love kids in their fat infant stages: he felt that they are like bland, shapeless "amoebas," but I feel like that passages captures what I find so alluring about babies. The fatter, the better as far as I'm concerned.
Thursday, April 01, 2004
Happy April Fool's Day
I went for my daily visit to Reality Blurred, and they got into the spirit of the holiday.
My theme today is Bunnies, bunnies, bunnies
1. Check out the Exorcist in 30 seconds with bunnies.
2. Bunny survival tests (featuring Peeps!)
3.Don't be misled by the fluffiness.
4. I heart Lazy Louie. Or for a full-sized photo, click here.
I went for my daily visit to Reality Blurred, and they got into the spirit of the holiday.
My theme today is Bunnies, bunnies, bunnies
1. Check out the Exorcist in 30 seconds with bunnies.
2. Bunny survival tests (featuring Peeps!)
3.Don't be misled by the fluffiness.
4. I heart Lazy Louie. Or for a full-sized photo, click here.
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