Well folks, I'm headed back to New Jersey bright and early on the 31st so I can make it back in time for the New Year's Eve party at the Knitting Factory. (Vic Thrill and Radio 4 - yeehaw.) I may be getting regular computer access soon, so hopefully I won't be as much of a stranger as I have been since I moved.
I hope everyone had a great year and here's wishing an even better one for you all in 2006!
Saturday, December 31, 2005
Well folks, I'm headed back to New Jersey bright and early on the 31st so I can make it back in time for the New Year's Eve party at the Knitting Factory. (Vic Thrill and Radio 4 - yeehaw.) I may be getting regular computer access soon, so hopefully I won't be as much of a stranger as I have been since I moved.
Wednesday, December 28, 2005
I need some advice. I was looking at the Lindsay Lohan CD that my niece received as a Christmas present. (Of course not from me. I am guilty of getting her Herbie: Fully Loaded, but only because it was Christmas Eve and I was tired of shopping.) Well, as I was scanning the track listing I saw something that really shouldn't have been there - "Edge of Seventeen". At first I thought maybe she just ripped off the song title and it was really a crappy song about her own accelerated adolescence. No such luck. I checked out the lyrics and it is, in fact, the Stevie Nicks classic. My question is this - what do I do now?
I don't want to listen to it. In fact, I'm sure my life will be much better never having heard what I'm sure will be an atrocity. But, do you understand how strong a force morbid curiosity can be? Of course you do. You've all rubbernecked on the road, just dying to catch a glimpse of a bloody, mangled body. Afterwards you kick yourself for looking because when you close your eyes to go to sleep, that image is all you see. I'm afraid if I lay ears on Ms. Lohan's rendering of Stevie's song, it might actually get stuck in my head. It may burrow into a nice little, comfy hole behind my cerebellum and pop out at inopportune moments. All I know is, I'm dangerously close to popping it in the CD player. Please, someone...talk me down.
The thing is, what makes Stevie Nicks impossible to cover is the uniqueness of her voice. Now, I know a lot of people don't care for her. I've heard the goat comparisons. Whatever. I happen to think she is a rock goddess, and so do a lot of other people. Even if you don't like her voice though, it's so distinctive that any time someone covers one of her songs, it's impossible not to compare the remake to her original. Her voice will always be in your head. And the problem that most people have when they cover her is that they try to emulate her, rather than sing as they normally would. And what ends up happening? THEY sound like goats. It just doesn't work. Why do people continue to try? Especially those with limited vocal ability, like little Lindsay.
Should I listen? If I don't, the wondering may drive me crazy. But if I do, there's a good chance I'll break the CD and the player in a fit of rage.
I have a strange relationship with TV. I probably watch too much of it, yet I really don't have that many shows that I watch on a regular basis. Maybe it's just a love of being lazy that puts me in front of the tube more often than not.
If you're looking for raves on shows that all the cool people are supposed to love (Arrested Development, Lost, Veronica Mars), don't bother reading on. Not that I have anything against those shows, I've just never bothered to watch an episode. And the more people tell me I have to watch them, the less I actually want to. I refuse to watch a show simply because there's a coolness factor associated with it. This will be obvious when you see some of the crap I'm hooked on!
Best New Show - This is a no-brainer. My Name is Earl is the best comedy since Seinfeld. Yeah...I'm thinking maybe even better than Friends, although I love Friends. It's a great premise - formerly no good Earl has to make up for all the bad things he's done. He's done a lot of bad things, so there are an unlimited number of plot options! Jason Lee is so freaking charming, he could easily carry this show all by himself. Still, he's got a great supporting cast including Ethan Suplee as his adorably stupid brother, Randy and Jaime Pressly as the perfect "could've been a beauty queen but ended up another trailer-park ho" ex-wife, aptly named Joy. I also love Eddie Steeples as Joy's new husband, Darnell aka Crab Man. This show has the best cast, best writing and best overall theme that I've seen in quite a while on the idiot box. And if you think I'm lying, suck on this: it's just been awarded a much coveted slot in NBC's Thursday night "must-see" line-up. I was happy about that until I realized it would be on opposite C.S.I. Those damn execs always do this to me. I only have a few shows that I absolutely can't miss and it always seems that they're in direct conflict with each other. In my current living situation, I am VCR-less...a problem I will need to rectify before Earl makes his Thursday night debut.
Best Show Overall - Ah, it's a toss-up between My Name is Earl and C.S.I. It's kind of hard to compare a comedy with a drama. Last season's Tarantino-directed finale of C.S.I. was pretty damn good. And Grissom, Brown and Stokes could come check out my crime scene any day. I used to have such a major thing for William Petersen (Gil Grissom) but I think I've developed a serious case of jungle fever for Gary Dourdan (Warrick Brown).
Show That Should Call It Quits - I'll have to say ER. I still watch it, but only because I'm so used to watching it. It's not nearly as entertaining as it used to be. And after this many years, I still can't understand the docs when they're talking that medical mumbo jumbo. Really, how many crazy people can be admitted to the ER before they beef up security? And how many combinations of doctor/nurse hookups can there be before every employee has slept with everyone else? Luka and Abby are already at it again. They're running out of storylines...and eligible doctors.
Show That Never Should've Been - Gotta go with Joey here. I watched the first few episodes and really wanted to like it. Matt LeBlanc was the best thing about Friends in the last couple of seasons, so I thought if anyone could pull off a successful spin-off, it would be him. Not so. It's just not funny. Friends worked because it was an ensemble cast with real chemistry. (They were really friends off-set...did you all know that!?!?) Who does Joey have? The bland, blonde neighbor girl, the dorky nephew, the annoyingly over-the-top, ditzy agent, and oh yes, the completely unlikable sister played by lousy actress, Drea de Matteo. Did she seriously win an Emmy for The Sopranos? I never watched it, but if she was anything then like she is on Joey now, and she was even nominated for any award but the Razzie, I would have to guess that she really does have mob connections.
Guilty Pleasures? I'm sorry, that phrase does not compute. - I don't believe in the term "guilty pleasure". I've said this before. I like what I like and don't feel the need to apologize for it. I wonder why I like some of the things I do, but hey, if I'm getting pleasure out of it then who cares? (I'm sure this is also the motto of sexual deviants everywhere.)
I have a love/hate relationship with reality TV. Some of it turns my stomach. Much of it, I refuse to watch. (I'm very proud that I've never seen a single episode of Survivor.) But, with reality TV practically taking over the airwaves in recent years, the odds are that if you watch TV at all, you'll end up watching at least one of those programs. Therefore, it deserves its own section here. My personal favorites from the year:
America's Next Top Model - This show always reminds me why I don't have a lot of girlfriends. It also makes me think twice before judging outrageously pretty, thin girls because....no, wait a minute. No it doesn't! I have no idea why I like this show so much. It did lose a bit of its lustre this year with the loss of Janice Dickinson as judge, but the Botoxed Wonder did make a special appearance during one photo shoot. I'm also missing that little gnome, Nole Marin. But they've still got Brit stud-puppy model-turned-photog, Nigel Barker on the panel. And Tyra is still Tyra. (I honestly like her.) But, I think it might be Mr. and Ms. Jay that keep bringing me back. I love those guys. Guys? Yes. For now, at least.
The Apprentice - If there is one thing I've learned from watching this show, it's this: I would much rather room with Tyra's models than the majority of these big biz-wannabe bitches. Generally, there's always one really snooty, hateful prima donna in the model crowd but on the whole, those girls are pretty nice, normal chicks. I don't know where they find these Apprentice broads, but 95% of them need to be beaten down by the contestants on The Contender. They're just so mean and full of themselves. And please, no feminazis coming out of the woodwork to tell me that these gals need to be tough to make it in a man's world. There's a difference between being tough and just a nasty shrew. Take Kendra, who won last season. She was very mild-mannered and pleasant, but she was smart and got the job done. Rebecca, who was this season's runner up, was very much the same. These are the women who make it, not the drama queens and backstabbers. I always find myself pulling for the guys' team because they usually work better together and don't spend the majority of every task bickering. But the real star of the show, of course, is Trump. This is a guy I used to detest before I started watching. He's still a complete goon, but he actually seems like he might be kind of a decent guy with a fairly well-developed sense of humor. I especially like his right-hand woman, Carolyn. Now, that's the right kind of tough chick. She can always be counted on to put all those immature, little divas in their place.
American Idol - Yeah, I'm addicted to this show. I can't help it. This seems to fly in the face of everything I believe in, yet I can't...stop...watching. Half of me loves to make fun of it and half of me genuinely enjoys it. Damn show!! Plus, I really do love Simon Cowell. He's sexy. Proving once again that I am always attracted to men who act like jerks.
My Fair Brady - I have to say, I really enjoyed this show. I thought it was going to be stupid, like Celebrity Fit Club or train-wreck entertainment like The Surreal Life, but it was actually cute. I don't know how much of Adrianne Curry and Chris Knight's relationship was staged for the cameras and how much reality we were actually getting, but the two of them together make a very goofily endearing couple. Glad to hear they had a happy ending.
Real World/Road Rules Challenge - There have been so many of these that I can't really keep them all straight. I'm not sure if last year was an Inferno or a Gauntlet or who won or who slept with who...but they're all entertaining. Every stinking one of them. (This year is missing one of the best players - Coral. That chick kills me.) While The Real World has become the most unreal reality show on TV, the RR/RW challenges never get boring. People are never more real than when they're competing for money. (Again, see Coral.) Yet, I wonder if any of those kids really need money. How many of us could take all that time off of work to go to exotic locales and compete in weird contests? Not many. This is pretty much their life. This is their job. Not a bad gig. I would never care about winning! Also, I gotta say, this is one of the best shows out there for pure eye candy. And the eye candy keeps coming back. And they age very nicely! Here are my favorite Challenge boys:
Timmy - This picture pretty much says it all. The guy is a total goof. Right up my alley. Plus, he's from Pittsburgh so it isn't completely out of the realm of possibility that I could actually meet him. However, and I'm sure this will break his heart, I could never marry him. His last name is Beggy. Becky Beggy? Uh, no thanks. Plus, he must be about 40 by now and he's still hanging out with all these young kids on these challenges. He's probably like Wooderson in Dazed and Confused. I can just hear him, checking out all the gals in bikinis, saying "I love these Challenge girls, man. I keep getting older, they stay the same age."
Mike (The Miz) - Mike is probably one of the biggest meatheads to ever have walked the Earth. He's also got great teeth and a killer bod. Look, I'm not watching this show to stare at men's personalities. Give me a break. I can't imagine being able to tolerate a guy like this in my everyday life. His biggest ambition is to be a freakin' professional wrestler. And I think he's nailed just about every girl from every cast at this point. On second thought, this is probably a guy I would go after. He's completely wrong for me. He's completely wrong, period. It's irresistible.
Dan - Dan is like Mr. Nice Guy/Mr. All American all wrapped into one. He's always smiling, sweet and polite but kicks ass in all the challenges. So he's like that guy every guy wants to be and the guy every girl wants, period. This is the kind of guy I wouldn't even attempt to go for because I would think I had no chance, while I'm off wasting my time on the meathead or the doofus.
David - The alpha male. David seems sweet as pie when he's just hanging out or sitting around talking. Then as soon as he gets into any type of competition, he becomes this screaming, psychotic junkyard dog who barks loudly at anyone on his team he deems unfit for the challenge. I hate guys like this. But he's cute. And he always seems to feel bad for going off on people. I guess he could use the excuse that he's just passionate, not a jackass. He's from Boston. He's a hothead. He's got a nice, thick head of dark, curly hair. What was I saying?
Ace - Seems dumb as a rock but has all that Southern charm going for him. And he's cuuuuuuuuuuuuuuute. Yee-haw. He's pretty inoffensive, but has one annoying characteristic that I've seen. He's one of those guys who wants everyone to like him. Through experience I've found that people like that end up making everyone hate them, in trying to convince everyone of how great they are.
Even with the eye candy, there are two big reasons NOT to watch the RR/RW Challenges. Veronica and Trishelle. I won't post their pictures here, because I can't stand to look at those bitches, but everyone probably knows who they are. Even if you've only seen one episode, they're easy to remember. Veronica is the little J. Lo wannabe who hides behind her buddy, Rachel the uber-lesbian, and talks trash about everyone. She's about 3 feet tall and is never without her makeup bag, even in a tropical mud hut. However, I will give the girl props for being athletic. She's a pretty strong competitor...just not as great as she thinks she is. Trishelle is just a skanky ho, plain and simple. She's like a female Miz, but without the charm. (And yes, they've hooked up.) She just kind of drunkenly stumbles around, looking for a guy she hasn't slept with yet, screws him and then tries to play the "I'm really just a nice Southern Belle" card. The big challenge for the men's team when Trishelle is around is avoiding gonorrhea. There's no monetary prize for that, but a clean bill of health is much more important than a fat wallet.
The last three weeks have been rough for me, because I've been living in an apartment with no TV. It's not as hard to go without it as I thought it would be, but it just sucks knowing that it's not there, should I feel that I need it. But, my roommates are moving in soon so I don't think I'm in danger of pulling a Jack Torrance on everyone from lack of entertainment. Whew.
Tuesday, December 27, 2005
Music lover that I am, I really didn't buy many CDs this year. There just wasn't really all that much that truly grabbed me.
I bought Green Day's American Idiot, because it was touted as the greatest thing since sliced bread. And as a carb freak, I should've known better. What's better than sliced bread, really? Not saying that the record isn't good - it is - I just saw it as little more than a good rock album from a band who was really good at crafting catchy hooks and melodies. I've always liked Green Day, even before they were getting all this respect. I just don't see what all the fuss is about regarding that record.
I didn't buy it, but I borrowed my niece's copy of Kelly Clarkson's Breakaway several times. Laugh if you must, scoff if you will...but that girl has a set of pipes on her. And just about every song on that record is irresistible. That is good pop music. That's all it is, it's not pretending to be something else. Kelly's just a girl who can sing who has good songwriters behind her, and the combination creates solid, enjoyable music. If you're looking for deep meaning, don't buy her record. If you want to be entertained, it's definitely worth checking out.
One record I should really get my hands on is Elvis Costello's The Delivery Man. I've heard a handful of songs from it and they're all good. I'd like to check out other veterans' offerings like Paul McCartney's Chaos and Creation in the Backyard and The Rolling Stones' A Bigger Bang.
John Hiatt didn't disappoint with Master of Disaster. (Please tell me how this guy still flies under so many radar screens??) I wasn't really jazzed about another favorite's latest though, Bruce Springsteen's Devils and Dust. What I've heard of it sounds pretty somber. I don't like when he gets in those moods....for entire albums, anyway. I thought after the thoughtful, bittersweet The Rising, he might put out something a little more effervescent as a follow-up. Still, I haven't heard it in its entirety, so I can't be completely negative.
For some reason I refuse to buy U2's How To Dismantle an Atomic Bomb. It could be because I loathe "Vertigo". It could be because Bono drives me crazy these days. Or it could be because I was promised this record as a "gift" for subscribing to the local public radio station, and they somehow ran out of them and I got some stupid in-studio acoustic collection that I never listen to instead. "Miracle Drug" is a great song though. I downloaded that one.
Charlie Sexton....I would buy your new CD but uh, I don't think so. It's not gonna happen. I'm going to get my friend Paul to burn his copy for me. Ha ha! How do you like them apples?? (This will only amuse me, Paul and my best friend, unless any of you remember my stupid Charlie Sexton story.)
As I've already mentioned in another post, the best record of 2005 is the Knockout Drops' Escape from Bellevue and Other Stories. They are also the best band you've never heard of in this or any of the past several years. I'm not just saying this because I sort of work for them now. I work for them because I feel this way! If you like Tom Petty, Wilco, Guided by Voices and The Replacements you'll like them.
Since I haven't purchased many whole records, I'll just give you a list of my favorite songs from this year (in no particular order):
Tightrope Walker - Knockout Drops
E-Pro - Beck
Dancing with Joey Ramone - Amy Rigby
Soul Meets Body - Death Cab for Cutie
Since U Been Gone - Kelly Clarkson
Do You Want To - Franz Ferdinand
Master of Disaster - John Hiatt
Unplayed Piano - Damien Rice/Lisa Hannigan
It's the Nighttime - Josh Rouse
The One I Love - David Gray
Something Wild - Maia Sharp
Boomerang - Roomful of Blues
Until I Get It Right - Bill Deasy
Live Like You Were Dying - Tim McGraw
Shootout at the Candy Shop - Jess Klein
Mr. Brightside - The Killers
Leaving New York - R.E.M.
Baby Girl - Sugarland
They Can't Buy The Sunshine - Turin Brakes
Kiss of Life - Supergrass (This was on a Greatest Hits compilation that was technically released in the latter part of 2004. But I didn't find the song until early 2005 and it kicks ass. So, here it is on my list.)
Also, I've noticed that Fiona Apple's new record is topping many music critics' "best of" lists....assuring me that the girl is still churning out self-important, unsavory crap.
AKA - Everyone else does this, so why not me?
With 2005 drawing to a close, it's time to reflect on what the year has meant to me. I don't feel compelled to dance on a rooftop and sing "It Was a Very Good Year", but I'll remember 2005 fondly for the following:
Moving On Up - The end of this year was the setting for the biggest change of my life; I was offered a job that I actually care about, which holds promise for upward mobility and I moved out of the town I have called home for my entire 32 years to get it. (Not counting the 4 years spent a mere hour north of Pittsburgh at College Party Central.) Yes, it's been scary, emotional and challenging but I've discovered that sometimes you have to go way outside of your comfort zone in order to find great opportunities.
With a Little Help From My Friends - One of the greatest things to come out of my whole move/new job was finding out that someone I respected immensely had a lot of respect for and confidence in me as well. Billy Campion, otherwise known as Vic Thrill, was always one of those guys who I really wanted to know...ever since I first saw him shimmying around in an old Bogmen video. I started out as a huge fan of his, and ended up a friend. And the best part is that there was no let-down in meeting him. You know how sometimes you develop an image in your mind of someone, only to find out that he/she isn't anything like you thought? Well, that's far from the case here....he's one of the best people I know. His latest record is guaranteed to kick the music industry in the ass, and he just got engaged. Without him, I never would've been presented with this job, so I'm really happy that we both seem poised for success and happiness in 2006.
I Get Paid For This? - Amazingly enough, part of my new job is to promote a band who I've already been a huge fan of for nearly two years now: the Knockout Drops. Long story short, I discovered this relatively unknown band, immediately loved them and vowed to do whatever I could to help bring them to a wider audience. With the limited resources of just an Average Jane fan, all I was really able to do was create a MySpace page for them and try passing out little sampler CDs. But now, since they've hired my new PR firm to promote their new stage show/accompanying CD, I'm given better ammunition to spread the word and I actually get money for doing so. Crazy. I always wondered what it would be like to have a job where I actually believed in what I was doing. I gotta say, it feels pretty good. Now, go buy their CD!! Honestly, it's one of the best, if not THE best of the year. Check it out on CDBaby.
Hey, Is That My Fan? - I still can't believe that you people read this blog! I started this as a lark...something I did out of boredom and despair over my previous work situation. I thought the only way I would escape my dead-end job was if someone out there found my writing and deemed it good enough to be featured somewhere. If even only on the back of a box of dog food. I don't know what I was thinking....with a gazillion blogs on the internet, who is really going to find mine and give a big enough shit to pay me for my babbling? I realized that soon enough, but then found that many of you did give a shit. And while you weren't paying me money to write, you were paying me the ultimate compliment - you kept coming back! You actually cared about what I had to say! You thought I was funny! And honestly, I like it better this way. Not many people know who I am, but the ones who do dig me. I'm like the Ani DiFranco of the blog world. An indie blogger. That's cool.
Tom Cruise - Tom, you had me at "you're being glib". What would I have done without you this year??
Monday, December 26, 2005
That invaluable (at least to pop-culture hounds and trivia geeks) entertainment resource, the Internet Movie Database has announced its "Top 25 Stars of 2005". The list was compiled in a rather strange manner....according to the IMDB, "rankings were not based upon critical assessments or box-office performance, but the actual search behavior of over 30 million users of IMDb.com". I'm guessing there may be a lot of porn stars on this list, if that's the case. Well, let's see, shall we?
25. Keanu Reeves - Really. Really? That many people are searching for Keanu? I haven't seen one movie he's been in since that suck-fest, The Matrix. Until he stars in Bill & Ted's Midlife Crisis Road Trip, sad to say that I'm just not that interested.
24. Tom Hanks - Was he in a movie this year? I guess it doesn't really matter. Hanks is one of those perennially popular guys. His brand of charm never goes out of style.
23. Kirsten Dunst - I like this gal. She's one of those girls who other girls like because she's cute and genuine, and boys like because she's uh...cute and genuine.
22. Eva Longoria - Blah blah blah. Sick of her already.
21. Robert DeNiro - I'm actually more surprised by his charting here than Keanu. Seriously, I know DeNiro's a legend and all, but he (along with Al Pacino) has basically become a parody of himself. Every time I see him in a movie now, I just picture Alec Baldwin in the same role, doing a DeNiro impression, thinking it would make absolutely no difference. I didn't see Meet the Fockers (and never really found Meet the Parents all that funny) but I did see Hide and Seek. All I can say about that is that I wish I had those two hours back. Once the "big twist" was revealed, the entire sequence of events that happened up to that point made no sense. What a rip.
20. Vin Diesel - Ass clown.
19. Jon Heder - I still haven't seen Napoleon Dynamite and because people keep telling me that I have to see it, I will continue to refuse. This guy reminds me of that creepy redhead dude from Children of the Corn...if he had a minor facelift. Dr. 90210 wants you too, Malachai.
18. Daniel Radcliffe - I'm just waiting for the day when this kid follows in the footsteps of other child stars like the Coreys or Todd Bridges. I can see it now - Harry Potter and the Goblet of Firewater....Harry Potter and the Chamber of Opium....
17. Rachel McAdams - I have no real opinion on this girl. She was funny in Mean Girls. She's pretty. That's about it.
16. Nicole Kidman - I can't say enough how happy I am that Nicole's star started burning so brightly in the wake of her divorce from Tommy Boy. But, I don't understand these new Chanel ads she's in. They seem like a blatant rip-off of Moulin Rouge, what with her be-bopping around on a rooftop with some handsome stranger. If they want to do that, the least they could do is put Ewan McGregor in the ads too. Now there's a man who belongs on this and every list.
15. Emma Watson - Who? Oh...the girl in the Harry Potter movies. So, we've established that 15 year olds loooove the IMDB.
14. Christian Bale - I haven't seen Batman Begins yet. But that has more to do with the high cost of movie tickets and my distaste for Katie Holmes. It certainly isn't a lack of desire to see this guy in some tights.
13. Scarlett Johansson - I really don't see the big deal about her. She's not the raving beauty that everyone makes her out to be and she's certainly not the best actress I've ever seen. That said, I did like her in A Love Song for Bobby Long. Of course, I wasn't watching for her but she was still pretty good in it. I haven't seen the clone movie she did with Ewan yet. When I do, something tells me that, once again, I won't be watching her all that closely.
12. Jennifer Aniston - Ok, I like Jen. And we all feel bad that Brad left her for the big-lipped wonder. But enough. I'm sick of hearing about how brave she is. People get cheated on and divorced every day. No need to make a saint out of her. And no need to try to convince everyone that she's a stellar actress either. She's a better actress than me, but so is Shannon Tweed. Gene Simmons probably cheats on her every half hour, and no one's touting her as the next Katharine Hepburn out of pity.
11. Orlando Bloom - I just don't get the appeal. He's too much of a pretty boy for my taste. Seems like a decent enough actor, but he just doesn't stand out to me.
10. Hilary Duff - As I said, 15 year olds love the IMDB.
9. Natalie Portman - She's a pretty good actress, and kind of has that girl-next-door thing going for her. I don't see her as the "next big thing", but I like her better than, say, Hillary Swank.
8. Keira Knightly - She looks like equal parts Winona Ryder and Kate Winslet. She's definitely less annoying than Winona but not as likeable as Kate. Again, as with many people on this list, I just don't see what all the fuss is about.
7. Tom Cruise - I'm really unclear as to why people still care about this guy. Other than keeping track of him to make fun of him, of course. That's fine.
6. Jessica Alba - I don't think I've ever seen one thing this girl has been in. No wait, I saw Never Been Kissed. Well, just because I haven't seen any of her movies doesn't mean that other people (read: horny adolescent boys) haven't. I don't know much about her acting skills, but she's hot, I'll give her that. (Not as hot as Eliza Dushku though.)
5. Paris Hilton - I can see why people are searching for her on the IMDB, because she's been in, what, two movies or so? She really doesn't get enough credit for being a serious thespian. And you can never find enough info about her on the internet or in magazines. You really have to dig. She should really hire a better publicist.
4. Lindsay Lohan - She reminds me of that one girl everyone knows in high school, who was always really pretty but kind of shy and sweet to everyone. Then one year she sprouted boobs, started hanging out with the wrong crowd and immediately became intolerable. Apparently she's the same girl who failed Driver's Ed twice, too.
3. Brad Pitt - Brad's always been hot...but cheaters are not. Sorry. I think he's way down on every girl's hot-o-meter these days.
2. Angelina Jolie - She reminds me of that one girl everyone knows in high school, who smoked in the bathroom, kicked any girl's ass who looked at her sideways and slept with all the guys...and probably a few teachers. Then she went off to college and channeled her aggression into activism, becoming that "crazy chick" on campus. She still slept with all the guys though. And probably a few professors.
1. Johnny Depp - No big surprise here. Who could ever get tired of Johnny?
Saturday, December 24, 2005
Hi everyone. Thanks for sticking with me here. I assumed that the Internet was a fickle land and out of blog-sight might mean out of mind, but it tickles me to know that many of you have been waiting for my return. And not that I think that you've been sitting around in your pajamas for 2 weeks, missing work and groaning my name over and over in distress, but you know what I mean. Still, if I choose to have that visual, let me have it. :)
I will be in my good ol' hometown until December 30, so I'm going to try and do some holiday blogging. All that "year in review" crap that permeates our pop culture.
Saturday, December 10, 2005
Big city life has turned my brain into mush. It was almost there, but this town allowed the transformation to complete itself. So, here are some scattered thoughts rolling around in my head today. (Yay, it's Saturday...I have personal computer access!)
Professional freakazoid Marilyn Manson recently married his girlfriend. In other news, I am still single. Who says God doesn't have a sense of humor?
If one more bum asks me for money, I'm going to hand him my checkbook, ask him to balance it and offer him a sawbuck if I'm actually in the black.
Why is it that everyone in NYC is in such a damn hurry except for the person I'm walking behind?
Even surrounded by complete spazzes, I am still self-conscious about my own dancing abilities. I don't know why I can't shake that.
I had another celebrity sighting. Last night at the Knockout Drops' show (and if you're in NYC and still haven't seen Escape from Bellevue yet, shame on you for six weeks), I sold a ticket to Sid McGinnis from the Late Show band. The verbal exhange:
Me (dork): Hey I know you. You're in my living room every night.
Sid (cool): How did I get there?
Me (dork): huhuhuhuhuh (a la Butthead)
Richard Pryor just died. I hope no one's looking to me for a post on that, because I was never much of a fan. I really don't know that much about him. Seemed like a decent guy, but that's about all I can say.
It's odd that the 25-year old death of John Lennon still seems to be getting more press coverage than Pryor's recent passing.
I can't wait to go home for Christmas so I can watch all my sister's Christmas movies. I've missed all my favorites this season - "Santa Claus is Comin' to Town", "Rudolph the Red-Nosed Reindeer", "Year Without a Santa Claus", etc. I did manage to catch "The Grinch Who Stole Christmas", but that was way back on Thanksgiving. Christmas shows on Thanksgiving should be outlawed.
I finally found an apartment. It's in Jersey City, not Brooklyn as I was hoping for, but it'll do. Nice roommates, great, huge, remodeled space and a place to park my car. I'm afraid I won't make it as a Jersey girl with my current hair configuration though. I need to start buying Aqua Net in bulk and invest in a professional-grade teasing comb.
Is this turning into a personal journal?? God, I hope not. But I'm sorry, I just don't care if Britney and K-Fed are getting divorced or not. But if K-Fed puts an album out, I'm all over that mess.
Saturday, December 03, 2005
Hello all....hope you all miss me dreadfully!
I am actually using my work computer to look for apartments (still crashing at my boss's pad!) right now and have to run out, so I really don't have time to do any real pop-eyeing. I just wanted to let all my cyberpals out there know that I'm doing ok and still trying to find permanent digs in the city, hence my continued blogging absence.
Here's one item: I met my first "celebrity" last night. I was at a bar following my friend, Chris's new show with the Knockout Drops (which was great, by the way) and happened to be sitting near Gordon Gano, lead singer of the Violent Femmes. He knows Chris and some of the other guys I know there, so I guess that's a regular hangout of his. I introduced myself and said hello, we exchanged about 5 sentences each and that was about it.
And I'd swear I saw that one guy who's always on VH1's Best Week Ever walking down the street the other day. I can't even remember his name. I'm still looking for Chris Parnell.
Anyway, I'm running back "home" to take a shower so I can catch the Vic Thrill show this evening, so I gotta bolt. Thanks for not forgetting me!