A little kid (like two or three) just walked up to my table to get a look at my computer. His mother says he loves computers. It was kind of weird.
I cut my finger at work yesterday. This is impressive considering I was wearing leather padded Kevlar (cut-resistant) gloves.
I hate wearing belts.
Anna wasn't supposed to work tonight, but some jerk called off.
I did end up getting the Droid Bionic. I like it. It actually starts ringing right when someone calls instead of only ringing just in time to let me know it is about to go to voicemail. And in other voicemail related news, this phone also lets me know when I get a voicemail. It even lets me know that I had four voicemails from the past month that my other phone didn't tell me about.
I think you all know what's on my mind after yesterday in the NFL. But for those of you who are clueless about everything ever in the world ever, I just can't get over the fact that New Orleans beat Indianapolis by 55 points, and I had Drew Brees on my fantasy team.
In other fantasy news, somehow I didn't set my roster on another of my fantasy teams and have, so far, scored just 25 points because half my players have bye weeks. I could have sworn I set my roster, but I guess it doesn't matter. This was my worst team anyway.
Also, thanks to the addition of a certain Denver Broncos QB, I have secured a win this week in my ESPN fantasy league.
I have decided that I like HTC's proprietary widgets more than Motorola's. I like my Bionic, but I miss simple things like HTC's clock/weather widget.
I'm feeling the need to use the restroom, but I'm not at home. At home I could just stand up and walk to the bathroom. Since I'm in public, I would have to pack up my computer and bring it with me. I don't want to go through all that effort. I guess I'll see how long I can hold it.
From my current position, I can see a sign for Captain D's straight ahead of me. I don't think I've ever been to a Captain D's. I also don't know how places like Captain D's and Long John Silver's can stay in business. It seems like so many people hate fish and those who don't hate it don't like it enough to patronize a fast-food establishment dedicated to fish. Now if they served whale, I might just check it out.
It makes me angry when "artists" I despise have catchy songs. Kesha (her dollar sign can bite me) is the current low point of pop culture, and her songs are ridiculously catchy. I want to punch each member of Maroon 5, but "Moves Like Jagger" is obscenely catchy.
I'm getting sleepier.
Now jamming:
Band-- Rackets & Drapes
Album-- Candyland
Genre-- Gothic metal tinged shock rock
Monday, October 24, 2011
Saturday, October 22, 2011
"So now you cut, cut until the head comes off"
So my current work schedule has me awake with nothing to do during the time when VH1 and MTV actually show music videos (i.e. when no one else on the planet is actually watching TV). This has afforded me the opportunity to catch up on what's happening in popular music. I can tell you one thing that it didn't take me long at all to learn. I can't stand most of what is on MTV. Yes, a whole lot of what VH1 plays sucks, but MTV makes me murderous. Basically, I think I hate black music. Call me a racist if you must, but I find it unlistenable.
The thing about VH1 is the vast disparity between the videos they show. I'm the type who always just assumed that if it was popular it was crap, and for the most part, I still think that holds true. However there are, miraculously, a few bands that don't suck getting air time. Have there always been artists like The Civil Wars, Adele, Mutemath, and Mumford & Sons on VH1 or is this a new developement? And yet somehow VH1 still manages to show videos by Justin Bieber and Beyonce.
The other day I saw the video for Seal's "Kiss from a Rose" for the first time, even though it's something like ten years old, and I can honestly say it's the worst music video I have ever seen. The song was already ridiculous, but the video is the most obscene piece of crap ever pooped out of the music industries bloated rear-end.
As far as more recent music goes, Hot Chelle Rae's song "Tonight, Tonight" is stupid. Just stupid. It sounds catchy at first, but half a listen is enough to make me wonder how the instrumentalists don't kill themselves out of sheer boredom.
I want to say nice things about Demi Lovato because she is an outspoken fan of good music (e.g. Maylene & the Sons of Disaster), but "Skyscraper" is not good. It's laughable.
VH1 is showing a video oby Dawes as I write this. There's nothing wrong with Dawes except that there is nothing right with them. "Time Spent in Las Angeles" has a chorus that sounds like it was ripped straight from The Eagles, and it bores me to death.
Lest you think I have only negative things to say, Mutemath's "Blood Pressure" is a fun video and one of the reasons I have hope for the future of the music industry.
As a side note before I stop wasting your time (why should I worry if your life is sad enough to actually be reading this anyway), why does VH1 find it necessary to edit out "gun" and "bullets" from Foster the People's "Pumped Up Kicks"? This is why this country is going to hell.
The thing about VH1 is the vast disparity between the videos they show. I'm the type who always just assumed that if it was popular it was crap, and for the most part, I still think that holds true. However there are, miraculously, a few bands that don't suck getting air time. Have there always been artists like The Civil Wars, Adele, Mutemath, and Mumford & Sons on VH1 or is this a new developement? And yet somehow VH1 still manages to show videos by Justin Bieber and Beyonce.
The other day I saw the video for Seal's "Kiss from a Rose" for the first time, even though it's something like ten years old, and I can honestly say it's the worst music video I have ever seen. The song was already ridiculous, but the video is the most obscene piece of crap ever pooped out of the music industries bloated rear-end.
As far as more recent music goes, Hot Chelle Rae's song "Tonight, Tonight" is stupid. Just stupid. It sounds catchy at first, but half a listen is enough to make me wonder how the instrumentalists don't kill themselves out of sheer boredom.
I want to say nice things about Demi Lovato because she is an outspoken fan of good music (e.g. Maylene & the Sons of Disaster), but "Skyscraper" is not good. It's laughable.
VH1 is showing a video oby Dawes as I write this. There's nothing wrong with Dawes except that there is nothing right with them. "Time Spent in Las Angeles" has a chorus that sounds like it was ripped straight from The Eagles, and it bores me to death.
Lest you think I have only negative things to say, Mutemath's "Blood Pressure" is a fun video and one of the reasons I have hope for the future of the music industry.
As a side note before I stop wasting your time (why should I worry if your life is sad enough to actually be reading this anyway), why does VH1 find it necessary to edit out "gun" and "bullets" from Foster the People's "Pumped Up Kicks"? This is why this country is going to hell.
Tuesday, October 18, 2011
Ben Dover
I'm writing in an awkward position, and it's making my back sore. I'm not smart enough to come up with a new posture, so this might be a short post.
I'm hungry. My phone is eligible for an upgrade today. I think I'll go with the Bionic, but I'm not set on it. I'll probably screw around with several in the store.
I'm really just writing this to burn time while I wait for Anna to get off work.
I just read that DeLorean is back and attempting to make an all electric car. This is exactly what electric car technology needs to get off the ground, gull-wing doors.
People who say "pun not intended" are lying. If you really don't intend the pun then change your wording.
As I'm writing this, Anna's mother is watching a show called "Bad Dog." The premise is simple. People send in home videos of their misbehaving pets. My reaction to this show is the same as my reaction to the nanny-to-the-rescue shows. There is one common denominator in all these families with problem children and problem pets. They don't beat them. Seriously. Come out swinging, and your problem is solved.
Someone feed me.
I knew what I was going to write next, but I lost it, and it's driving me bonkers.
We found out a couple months ago that a friend of ours is pregnant (no, you don't know her). This is a bad thing and not for the reason you think. She is indeed married. But she is the least motherly person I have ever met. And she's a democrat. This baby is doomed from the start.
Pugs make me want to vomit.
I have a new laptop. I like it a lot. There is only one thing that bothers me. I keep accidentally tapping the scroll-pad while I type causing the cursor to jump all over the page to wherever the pointer was at the time. The scroll-pad does have a handy off-switch, but when I'm writing while surfing the internet (like now), I don't like having to turn it on and off all time to view other pages.
Not that long ago, I read about a study on the correlation between IQ and people's web browsers of choice. The researchers found that those who use Internet Explorer tend to have below average intelligence, and those who use Firefox or Chrome have above average intelligence (people who use Safari aren't actually people at all but mindless drones). When I read this, I smirked because at the time I used Chrome. But since I've gotten my new computer, I've been using IE9. I like it. It's almost exactly like using Chrome except it doesn't automatically spell check everything I type. Now for the caveat on that IQ study. People who used the newer versions of IE were actually as intelligent as those who used Firefox and Chrome. People who used older versions of IE (like IE5 or 6) were idiots. I was just astounded that there were enough people still using versions of IE that old to skew the research that much.
Anna just got home. I'm going to go put clothes on so I can go get a phone.
Now rocking:
Band-- Oh, Sleeper
Album-- "Children of Fire"
Genre-- metalcore
I'm hungry. My phone is eligible for an upgrade today. I think I'll go with the Bionic, but I'm not set on it. I'll probably screw around with several in the store.
I'm really just writing this to burn time while I wait for Anna to get off work.
I just read that DeLorean is back and attempting to make an all electric car. This is exactly what electric car technology needs to get off the ground, gull-wing doors.
People who say "pun not intended" are lying. If you really don't intend the pun then change your wording.
As I'm writing this, Anna's mother is watching a show called "Bad Dog." The premise is simple. People send in home videos of their misbehaving pets. My reaction to this show is the same as my reaction to the nanny-to-the-rescue shows. There is one common denominator in all these families with problem children and problem pets. They don't beat them. Seriously. Come out swinging, and your problem is solved.
Someone feed me.
I knew what I was going to write next, but I lost it, and it's driving me bonkers.
We found out a couple months ago that a friend of ours is pregnant (no, you don't know her). This is a bad thing and not for the reason you think. She is indeed married. But she is the least motherly person I have ever met. And she's a democrat. This baby is doomed from the start.
Pugs make me want to vomit.
I have a new laptop. I like it a lot. There is only one thing that bothers me. I keep accidentally tapping the scroll-pad while I type causing the cursor to jump all over the page to wherever the pointer was at the time. The scroll-pad does have a handy off-switch, but when I'm writing while surfing the internet (like now), I don't like having to turn it on and off all time to view other pages.
Not that long ago, I read about a study on the correlation between IQ and people's web browsers of choice. The researchers found that those who use Internet Explorer tend to have below average intelligence, and those who use Firefox or Chrome have above average intelligence (people who use Safari aren't actually people at all but mindless drones). When I read this, I smirked because at the time I used Chrome. But since I've gotten my new computer, I've been using IE9. I like it. It's almost exactly like using Chrome except it doesn't automatically spell check everything I type. Now for the caveat on that IQ study. People who used the newer versions of IE were actually as intelligent as those who used Firefox and Chrome. People who used older versions of IE (like IE5 or 6) were idiots. I was just astounded that there were enough people still using versions of IE that old to skew the research that much.
Anna just got home. I'm going to go put clothes on so I can go get a phone.
Now rocking:
Band-- Oh, Sleeper
Album-- "Children of Fire"
Genre-- metalcore
Saturday, October 15, 2011
The Tim Tebow Era
Howie puked all over the bedroom. I need to remember to clean it up when I get home.
I'm really enjoying the new Oh, Sleeper album "Children of Fire." People keep comparing them to Underoath and Norma Jean, but that's not fair. Those are decent bands, but Oh, Sleeper is much more intricate. And as much as I enjoyed Norma Jean's last album, their songs don't compel me to scream along at the top of my lungs, but with lyrics like "Calling the bold to stand and make the coward bleed" and "I'll marry a blade to his throat," how can you not share them with the world?
In that same vein, I think I'm disappointed in the new Maylene & the Sons of Disaster album "IV." Yes, bands are allowed to modify their sound. They are allowed to evolve. But this album has lost that spark that their first three releases had.
I need to trim my fingernails.
I did trim my beard today. I was starting to look like a hobo.
Project 86 is promising a new album next spring. That's not soon enough. I need it now.
Coach Fox has officially named Tebow the starter against Miami. It's the right move. I don't know if Tebow will be good. I want him to be. It's alright if he's not. But as long as the Broncos' played Orton, they were going to stagnate. It wouldn't have mattered if they won more games with Orton. They were never going to make the playoffs this year, and Orton will not be a Bronco next year (and Brady Quinn probably won't be either). They need to find out now if they need to draft a quarterback next year or not. Yes, for those of you who read The Denver Post or watch ESPN's "Around the Horn," I realize this is essentially Woody Paige's position. Well, he's right for once.
Poopface got a haircut last week. This time she doesn't have a prissy cut around her face. It's all just really short.
We had to take Hank to the vet the other day because he wouldn't open his right eye and it kept watering and emitting green goo. It turns out he had a rather sizable sticker under his inner-eyelid. When the vet showed it to me, I was astounded that Hank hadn't committed suicide out of sheer misery.
Switchfoot's new album "Vice Verses" sounds better with each listen. There are a couple songs that don't appeal to me, but on the whole, it's a good time.
I'm at Anna's place of employment, at the moment, making use of the Wi-Fi. She looks really cute, running around and being helpful.
My left eyebrow itches.
My right pinky toe itches.
My right cheekbone itches.
My stomach itches.
Whenever I think about one spot itching, the rest of me starts to itch. I need to stop talking about this because now I'm going crazy out of itchiness.
I'm used to having random inappropriate things appear when using vague search-engine references, and I can pretty well ignore them. But it's startling when it happens while I'm on my computer in a public place.
Now listening to:
Band-- As Cities Burn
Album-- "Son, I Loved You at Your Darkest"
Genre-- post-hardcore
I'm really enjoying the new Oh, Sleeper album "Children of Fire." People keep comparing them to Underoath and Norma Jean, but that's not fair. Those are decent bands, but Oh, Sleeper is much more intricate. And as much as I enjoyed Norma Jean's last album, their songs don't compel me to scream along at the top of my lungs, but with lyrics like "Calling the bold to stand and make the coward bleed" and "I'll marry a blade to his throat," how can you not share them with the world?
In that same vein, I think I'm disappointed in the new Maylene & the Sons of Disaster album "IV." Yes, bands are allowed to modify their sound. They are allowed to evolve. But this album has lost that spark that their first three releases had.
I need to trim my fingernails.
I did trim my beard today. I was starting to look like a hobo.
Project 86 is promising a new album next spring. That's not soon enough. I need it now.
Coach Fox has officially named Tebow the starter against Miami. It's the right move. I don't know if Tebow will be good. I want him to be. It's alright if he's not. But as long as the Broncos' played Orton, they were going to stagnate. It wouldn't have mattered if they won more games with Orton. They were never going to make the playoffs this year, and Orton will not be a Bronco next year (and Brady Quinn probably won't be either). They need to find out now if they need to draft a quarterback next year or not. Yes, for those of you who read The Denver Post or watch ESPN's "Around the Horn," I realize this is essentially Woody Paige's position. Well, he's right for once.
Poopface got a haircut last week. This time she doesn't have a prissy cut around her face. It's all just really short.
We had to take Hank to the vet the other day because he wouldn't open his right eye and it kept watering and emitting green goo. It turns out he had a rather sizable sticker under his inner-eyelid. When the vet showed it to me, I was astounded that Hank hadn't committed suicide out of sheer misery.
Switchfoot's new album "Vice Verses" sounds better with each listen. There are a couple songs that don't appeal to me, but on the whole, it's a good time.
I'm at Anna's place of employment, at the moment, making use of the Wi-Fi. She looks really cute, running around and being helpful.
My left eyebrow itches.
My right pinky toe itches.
My right cheekbone itches.
My stomach itches.
Whenever I think about one spot itching, the rest of me starts to itch. I need to stop talking about this because now I'm going crazy out of itchiness.
I'm used to having random inappropriate things appear when using vague search-engine references, and I can pretty well ignore them. But it's startling when it happens while I'm on my computer in a public place.
Now listening to:
Band-- As Cities Burn
Album-- "Son, I Loved You at Your Darkest"
Genre-- post-hardcore
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