So, I found out that I was off by a month, and that Tally Hall's new album came out last week. I bought it... no Kaley Cuoco. Last blog was clearly a waste of a good idea. That said, it's a really good album. It makes me happy they aren't more well known. They make me feel like Rob in High Fidelity, when he says "I will now sell 5 copies of the 3 EP's by The Beta Band" and does so just by playing Dry the Rain in his record store. I can just turn their music on, and inevitably have whoever is listening inquire who the band is.

I have a couple days off, and am fairly anxious to get away from MI/IN. I can't afford to satiate my wanderlust, but I can afford to at least get out of town. So I am meeting up with some friends in Madison. Hopefully make some sort of memories. Just wander about town. Is it normal to just show up in a city, with cheap hotel reservations and plans that at best can be considered tentative? Does this count as taking a summer vacation?

I'm continually impressed by people's ability to be stupid.

Someone posted the line "You know, your coat is a... brownish color..." on facebook today. And it got me thinking, it's about time for my bi-annual re-watching of the best television series ever made, Firefly. For those of you who don't know what I am talking about, shame on you, watch it immediately. More importantly: Fuck you Rupert Murdoch.



Stinky Pinky:

Type of lettuce & Area of control

Incomplete & Warlike

Style of Speaking & Surface Resistance

Wow, doesn't feel like a week since a post. Oops.

I've been trying to figure out, why every time I start listening to a band, their music starts getting worse with every CD they put out from that point on. It's not necessarily a straight progression down, but the quality certainly never reaches the heights of when I hear them first. It's liberating, in a way, knowing that while there may be a few singles I like, album wise, there is no need to bother with a full Dashboard cd since I started listening at Places You Have Come To Fear The Most. I would be out nearly 100 bucks if I had paid for everything MxPx had made since Slowly Going the Way of the Buffalo. And Weezer, thanks for filling out the rainbow, but you really could have stopped at the Blue cd.

However, since I am guessing there are bands out there that would like to earn more than one cd worth of my hard earned cash (check my wallet... yep, no new looking bills, someone prolly worked hard for them at one point) I thought I should figure out why this phenomenon is true. And here is what I have come up with: It's all about the experience. The bands I follow after hearing one of their cd's, I like so much that the first cd gets played until there is too much emotion combined with each track for their subsequent efforts to keep up. For instance, The Hold Steady peaked where I was introduced to them, at Boys and Girls in America. Because the only track I associate reading On the Road for the first time with is Stuck Between Stations, not whatever they came out with 3 years ago. The cd they came out with last summer didn't feature a track like Citrus that I instantly remember a first kiss when hearing.

I have a solution, as well, for all you famous bands reading my blog. Just do a little marketing. Include an awesome experience for me as part of buying your cd. Tally Hall, you (finally) have a second cd coming out in a month. Want to avoid disappointing me after our first album experience together was so good? Simple. When I buy your new cd, have a real, live, naked Kaley Cuoco, desperate for me to take her in a manly fashion, show up in my room while I listen the first couple times. I guarantee you, you will have broken the curse, and I'll have a new favorite Tally Hall cd.

Unfortunately, since I like applause, but not the clap, I'm gonna need you to only have her set up this way for me. I'm worth it though. Get Lohan or something for everyone else.




Stinky Pinky:

Pill with no active ingredients & type of pavilion that is often 8 sided

So. Stinky Pinky.

As far as I know, originally from bored radar operators in the Pentagon, and currently popularized by the show Loveline, Stinky Pinky is a wordplay game. I thought it would be fun to throw in a blog. The way it works, is you give clues about two words that rhyme. The words cannot be in the clue. So for example, if I gave the clue "smelly & finger" the answer would be "stinky pinky."

Here are some, for anyone bored. Feel free to send a comment answering, or facebook me. If you think of any of your own, send them to me, since I will probably throw them at the bottom of blogs every now and again.



Wet & Light

Obese & Feline

Someone unknown & Unsafe

Not Straight & Ash Wednesday till Easter

Liquid Container & Speed controller

Iguana & Magician

Involuntary muscle contraction & Abyss (or large gap)

Harsh sounding & 3 pronged spear

Second half of a sentence & Social protocol

Penis & Home of royalty

I had a good weekend. One worth talking about. You know, eventually.

I think there are some days, for everyone, where you feel accomplished for just getting out of bed, going to work, coming home, and getting back in bed.

Today, I plan on feeling accomplished.

Blogging while drunk is extremely difficult. I had something fairly long typed out, then read it and realized it made no sense.

To the one girl I drunk texted that I love you... I do.

To the one girl I drunk texted you are sexy... you are.

To the one girl I drunk texted nothing... I'm sorry, but I think I might really be over you. I still wish I could give you the world. But it's time I started trying to give everything to someone who wanted to give it to me.

To the one girl I drunk texted asking her to marry me... what can I say? I blame it on the al...a-a-al... a-alcohol.

Why didn't Lebron go to college?
Cause he couldn't handle the finals.


If you say "beer can" with a british accent, you are also saying "bacon" with a jamaican accent.

I am safely in the land of ten thousand pot holes. I've been up for 24 hours straight... I feel this music video accurately expresses the most elegant and articulate thoughts I have happening at the moment.

Working 48 of the last 88 hours with criminally annoying teenagers has sucked. Realizing my weekend starts tomorrow at 2pm, and throwing together plans to see both my best friend BJ for a couple days, and have dinner with the lovely, talented, and so much cooler than you ReinschInScrubs on my road trip there, was pretty much awesome. I love traveling. I love spontaneous traveling even more. Especially when it involves seeing good friends.

However, I am left wondering. How is it, when I have nothing to do, I never take the time to put up a blog, even when I have something thought out to say. But when I just got home for work, need to leave to go back in 6 hours, and have done nothing to prepare for my trip that starts immediately following work... here I sit, typing.

I really think there are 3 types of attraction. Intellectual, emotional, and sexual. Sexual is self explanatory... but the other two, it seems that so few relationships have a solid balance of both. Sometimes, you like a lot about someone, but the "chemistry," the butterflies, the hormonal reaction that gets your heart racing and puts an immovable smile on your face... just isn't there. There is tons of intellectual attraction... but no emotional. And how is that any fun?

However, what pisses me off, is relationships where there is really no intellectual attraction, it's all emotional. I'm tired of so many people telling me about how they "feel" about someone. It's great you "feel" like this is the one, etc. etc. But have you really thought about it? Is this really the person, when you were growing up, that you dreamed of finding? You're not in love with someone, if you can't list 10 things you love about them that have nothing to do with you. Of course, I think you're not in love with someone if you can't list 10 things you hate about them too. But the point is, love isn't just finding the spark that burns the brightest.

I'm not bitter. I just want more than what everyone seems to be satisfied with.

This probably isn't making any sense. I'm gonna go pack.

http://youtu.be/PKYzVVw24I8

I feel like many people I interact with over modern social media are Sheldon in this clip, needing someone to play Leonard in their life, holding up that sign to explain my statements...

So, first Michael Bolton is in a Lonely Island video, now he is on my favorite radio show... it's the most I've heard of him since Office Space in the late 90's. Wikipedia says he did a cover album of Sinatra stuff, I might actually have to download it. Speaking of vocalists doing older sounding stuff, shouldn't Michael Buble have another album out for me to love but never drive around listening to, because I have a hard enough time with women without them thinking I'm gay?

Once upon a time, I complimented Michael Buble, and it got back to him. True Story.

I hate my roommate's cat. Is it wrong I am actively trying to get it to respond to "Dogfood" rather than it's real name? What is the point of having a cat anyways? I don't mind outdoor ones that deal with rodents... but domesticated ones who just lay around expecting attention and eating are pointless. Maybe it's just Dogfood's whining and crying keeping me awake the last few nights, but I really think eliminating domestic cats should be one of our first contingency plans for dealing with global over-population related food shortages.

Who is less intelligent, the idiots I constantly see, where I work, the roads I drive on, where I eat, hang out, in all the red states, all the blue states, and every dimension, past present and future that I am able to comprehend both consciously and unconsciously... or me, who still gets annoyed with all those imbeciles, despite them being as inevitable as death, taxes, and my pants feeling small whenever I manage to meet Kaley Cuoco.

Two years ago today, my best friend got married. The wedding party had such an amazing time, that we are all talking of doing a reunion, hopefully next summer. So, in about a year, if you see a bunch of idiots quoting "The Mighty Ducks," ordering Papsmir's at a piano bar (half Paps Blue Ribbon, half Smirnoff), singing "It's raining men!" then buying extra-large condom's at WalGreen's, opening them right at the counter, rolling them down the entirety of their arm, then asking the cashier if they have anything bigger... just know those idiots are happy, and just re-living some of their tamer "good ol' days." However, you probably don't want to incriminate yourself by seeing what happens next.

Flying V!

Proof that our country is, deep, down, still racist:




They never gave that sort of credit to Tiger.

Due to the relationship problems I have been stumbling into the last couple decades, I decided to make a quiz, to make sure I at least have similar interests to the next person I decide to waste thousands of dollars on. That way, I am fairly certain they will at minimum be able to pick out a t-shirt I would actually wear when giving me a present. You know, the one gift I'll get before that inevitable conversation where they say things like "It's not you, it's me" or "We'd be better off as friends" or "Even though it's been 4 months and we've only held hands I think all you're after is the physical so I am ending it." You know, the usual stuff.

So, if you are one of the many girls I wanted to date, who thinks I am a great guy and would make a wonderful boyfriend (not for you, the person I was interested in, of course, but for, you know, maybe a friend) go ahead and point your friends this way. Why not?

I figure, somebody out to be able to know at least ten:

In hockey, what is offsides?
Mystery Science __________ 3000?
How many counts for the 4 basic steps of East Coast Swing dancing?
What does it mean to be 'Oshied' and where did the term originate?
How many knocks before Penny?
Name a ska band. Bonus point for know what wave they are a part of.
Name 3 authors published more than a century ago you have read for entertainment not as a school assignment.
Name a member of the 60's Rat Pack, and one song or movie he was known for.
Name an amendment on the Bill of Rights other than the first.
What color is Malcolm Reynolds coat?
Name the letter of an Enterprise Picard commanded.
Which political party is more likely to raise taxes?
Name the best known (in your opinion) and least known (in your opinion) musical acts you have seen in concert?
Do you keep an up to date passport, and if so, what stamp do you hope for next?