Saturday, March 26, 2005

Today's random subject line ... Hoobastank, cuz it's fun to say!

Just got through putzing around on the guitar for a bit. Gotta say, the Counting Crows' "August and Everything After" is one of the finer CDs ever. Adam Duritz might be a strange dude, but he can seriously pen a tune. Check out "Raining In Baltimore" some time if you haven't already and dig into the lyrics. It's a pretty basic song, but it's also one of the most beautiful "miss you" songs ever written. Good, quality stuff.

I've started doing a combo of circuit and interval training, and it kicks ass. If you're interested in details, email me.

I bought a crock pot this week ... like I need another friggin' appliance. It's kind of an odd thing ... the name itself is kinda odd in general. Crock pot. Say that without laughing once. So, anyway, I made some chili in it, and it was incredible how much better it tasted. I mean, it was like a party in my mouth, and everyone was invited. Ok, I'm kidding. I really didn't notice much of a difference. Ah well, I just gave Sam Walton another $14.44. The dude is probably short on cash anyway.

I'm listening to the Doobie Brothers right now as I type this. Was there a more blatant drug reference ever in a band name than that one. DOOBIE Brothers? Cripes. Might as well call yourself Pass The Bong or Weed Rules. At least they didn't LOOK like they smoked dope ... heh. If it wasn't for Cheech and Chong, those dudes would be the poster boys for cheeba.

This just in - online banking and bill payin' is the greatest thing since Internet porn. Hmm ... maybe I was a little too frank there. It's pretty cool, though.

Speaking of porn, these damned kids today have it so easy. I remember we found a nudie magazine in a garbage can or something one time when we were kids, and it was like gold. I think that thing was handed down for years. I won't get any more graphic than that.

We are now one month from the return of Family Guy. Let me just add this ... hurry the frick up!

How incredibly disturbing is this Michael Jackson stuff? All I've seen are headlines here and there, and I've made a point of NOT watching any of the court stuff, but it's really getting ugly. Obviously, this isn't as bad as something like Dahmer or Bundy, but it's almost equally disturbing, especially for those of us who grew up trying to learn how to moonwalk. That damn dance. I never did figure out how to do that, or how to break dance. So, in my world, both of them were stupid and totally uncool. Ha!

I have this bootlegged .mp3 of Springsteen doing "Glory Days", and you can totally hear some dude singing in the crowd. It is friggin' hilarious. I know I'm the world's best singer in the car with the windows rolled up. Hell, I can even sound like Whitney Houston if I try. The greatest love of allllllll .... see?

If you ever get a chance to see Jim Gaffigan do stand up, get on it. The funniest act I've ever seen, and it's completely clean.

Has Ben Stiller ever played a likeable character? I just watched Reality Bites. Nope. Meet The Parents? Nope. There's Something About Mary? Nope. Your Friends And Neighbors? Nope. I think he's probably a pretty cool guy, I just wonder what kind of range he has as an actor. He seems to keep playing the same role. Maybe he's Tom Cruise's brother. We could call them the Brothers Rangeless.

Speaking of Stiller's, have you ever noticed his father Jerry (who played Mr. Costanza on Seinfeld) looks like an ape? I mean, I seriously think the search for the missing link is over. Oh, and if he's reading this, I love your work.I've been watching old King of Queens reruns, simply because Leah Remini is incredibly hot in them. 'Course, if you watch the show now, she looks like she ate Kirstie Alley. Oof.

I'm just waiting for Sheryl Crow's next album, because I just know it's going to SUCK. She's all happy and sappy with Lance now, and she's lost all the dark stuff inside that made her music walk and talk. I mean, tell me there's a comparison between "Soak Up The Sun" and "My Favorite Mistake". Fuhgedaboudit. Damn you, Lance. You seem like a nice dude, but you're messin' with my girl's muse.

Speaking of dark, hot, moody women, what the hell happened to Fiona Apple? I guess she didn't get my marriage proposal email. Or maybe she did, and that explains it.

Random memory from high school. One night, someone got too drunk and ended up tossin' cookies. Later, s/he (I can't even remember the gender, I just remember the quote) was going to hook up with some person, and s/he uttered this magnificent line: "I'd kiss you, but I have puke breath." I just fell over laughing thinking about that.

Ok, here are some movie lines. Let's see if you can figure them out:

"Ain't this place a geographical oddity! Two weeks from everywhere!"

"We're a generation of men raised by women. Is another woman really the answer?"

"I'm not drinking any f***** Merlot!"

"By the way, do you know you have BALLS written on your forehead?"

A'ight, peeps, I'm out for now. S-A-TUR-DAY ... NIGHT!

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