Marc
"Just what we need in times like these - real people in fake crises."
-Jon Stewart on The Daily Show referring to the new season of reality television
I just let out a wicked hawdcore bomb. Ew.
The world is surely coming to an end: I've figured out how to use the "Picture in Picture" option on my TV so I can effectively play TonyHawk2 without missing a beat on any given television program. My my, how do I do it? Coincidentally, I also think that I've hit my Playstation plateau. Not quite sure if I've gone over this before, but who cares, I'll do it again. I am the best video gamer in the world - hands down. Ask Zach. Ask Scott. Ask your friggin' mom - the answer's the same. I'm so good, in fact, that I took a year and a half off and still came back on top. Kind of like Michael Jordan, but different.
The Strokes is, without a doubt, very good. Zach's completely right. I could play anything on that album ***1***. None of those instrumental or vocal parts on complicated, but somehow, someway, they manage to come off sounding really, really good. Picture Jack Black in High Fidelity saying the same about the Kinky Wizards ***2***. I don't have any lights on in the room right now, so I'll just say that Track 7 is up there on the list right now. And, I'm glad I found a copy with "New York City Cops" on it. What a terribly catchy chorus.
And, I guess the new Death Cab For Cutie album is pretty decent, too, though I haven't given it too much of a listen yet. I blame it on (a) studying (b) Tenacious D and (c) having food in the house. I get food, and that's all I end up doing - eat, eat, eat. Not to mention the fact that I have a friend whose father works as a truck driver for Nabisco, and gets free products all the time. Would you turn down 2 free bags of Oreos, and 1 box of Nutter Butters? We didn't. And we're loving every minute of it.
I'd also like to send a shout-out to my boy, Pike, who might be joining the army. This is my brother, though not biologically. We grew up together. We continue to grow up together. I thought I was having a bad day. I thought I had trouble to worry about, but then I hear him talking about the army and whatnot, and everything that I worry about falls away. I'm not going to pray for him, but I am going to think of him and hope that everything works out. Personally, its a move I would never make. I've spent my entire life trying to avoid the army one way or the other. I'm the first male in my family to not be in the military ***3***, and to hear someone so close to me consider it as an option scares me. Not for fear of death or injury. Not for fear of making the wrong decision. Just for fear of fear. We, as a country, have no idea what we could be facing within these next few years. Everything could blow over, or everything could blow up. I just want to make sure that those I love are safe and secure.
I love you, kid. Whatever choice you make, I'm behind you 3000%. Peace.
***1*** And by anything, I mean anything.
***2*** The skate-punkers' band. I'm Jack Black, with my hand up in the air, a confused look on my face, admitting that something I thought would blow somehow turned out to be addictive. How does this happen?
***3*** Dad = Vietnam. Cousin = Air Force. Both Grandfathers = World War II. Great-Grandfathers = World War I.
"Just what we need in times like these - real people in fake crises."
-Jon Stewart on The Daily Show referring to the new season of reality television
I just let out a wicked hawdcore bomb. Ew.
The world is surely coming to an end: I've figured out how to use the "Picture in Picture" option on my TV so I can effectively play TonyHawk2 without missing a beat on any given television program. My my, how do I do it? Coincidentally, I also think that I've hit my Playstation plateau. Not quite sure if I've gone over this before, but who cares, I'll do it again. I am the best video gamer in the world - hands down. Ask Zach. Ask Scott. Ask your friggin' mom - the answer's the same. I'm so good, in fact, that I took a year and a half off and still came back on top. Kind of like Michael Jordan, but different.
The Strokes is, without a doubt, very good. Zach's completely right. I could play anything on that album ***1***. None of those instrumental or vocal parts on complicated, but somehow, someway, they manage to come off sounding really, really good. Picture Jack Black in High Fidelity saying the same about the Kinky Wizards ***2***. I don't have any lights on in the room right now, so I'll just say that Track 7 is up there on the list right now. And, I'm glad I found a copy with "New York City Cops" on it. What a terribly catchy chorus.
And, I guess the new Death Cab For Cutie album is pretty decent, too, though I haven't given it too much of a listen yet. I blame it on (a) studying (b) Tenacious D and (c) having food in the house. I get food, and that's all I end up doing - eat, eat, eat. Not to mention the fact that I have a friend whose father works as a truck driver for Nabisco, and gets free products all the time. Would you turn down 2 free bags of Oreos, and 1 box of Nutter Butters? We didn't. And we're loving every minute of it.
I'd also like to send a shout-out to my boy, Pike, who might be joining the army. This is my brother, though not biologically. We grew up together. We continue to grow up together. I thought I was having a bad day. I thought I had trouble to worry about, but then I hear him talking about the army and whatnot, and everything that I worry about falls away. I'm not going to pray for him, but I am going to think of him and hope that everything works out. Personally, its a move I would never make. I've spent my entire life trying to avoid the army one way or the other. I'm the first male in my family to not be in the military ***3***, and to hear someone so close to me consider it as an option scares me. Not for fear of death or injury. Not for fear of making the wrong decision. Just for fear of fear. We, as a country, have no idea what we could be facing within these next few years. Everything could blow over, or everything could blow up. I just want to make sure that those I love are safe and secure.
I love you, kid. Whatever choice you make, I'm behind you 3000%. Peace.
***1*** And by anything, I mean anything.
***2*** The skate-punkers' band. I'm Jack Black, with my hand up in the air, a confused look on my face, admitting that something I thought would blow somehow turned out to be addictive. How does this happen?
***3*** Dad = Vietnam. Cousin = Air Force. Both Grandfathers = World War II. Great-Grandfathers = World War I.
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