I dig Weezer, and I thought that they had broken up or retired or whatever it is bands do when they stop making music. Then, one day, while browsing through EW.com's PopWatch, I stumble upon their new music video and a comment about their new album coming out soon. It's a pretty fun video, with a whole bunch of viral videos in it... enjoy Here's some links to the videos in the video: Shoes, Leave Britney Alone, The Mentos Experiments, Numa Numa Guy, Miss Teen South Carolina, Chocolate Rain, Dancing Guy, Daft Hands/Dancers, Afro Ninja and of course...
Also, I'm happy to say that I've finally picked a canidate to support...Laura Roslin. The former teacher couldn't be a better choice, and I paricularly support her stands on making babies and finding Earth.
I've been rather lucky in my life to be surrounded by wonderful women. Since high school it seems most of the lasting relationships that I've made have primarily been made with females. On top of that, they've all become mothers.
I think it's odd that my best friends are mothers and fathers. I've always had a great aversion to adulthood, and at times I feel like Peter Pan looking through the window seeing other people grow up.
I'm lucky enough to have my own Wendy, however. I can't imagine a more pure love in my life than seeing my wife holding my boy. I'm very lucky to be married to an intelligent, witty, artistic renaissance woman. Be it pictures, cupcakes, singing or another of her many talents, she makes the world more beautiful by living in it. I love her.
My son is very lucky to have her as a mother.
Which brings me to my own. To state it pure and simply, my mom loves her kids. I'm not sure if I need to elaborate on it anymore than that. I'm not exactly good about telling her how wonderful she is but few people are as unselfish with their love as my mom. She rather like a beacon of light that people come to to feel loved. She's filled with it.
So here's to two wonderful women and mothers. I'm blessed that they're in my life.
Let me start out by saying that I really enjoy the Harry Potter books. They are fantastic and fun to read, with great heros and villians and great twists. I can't say that I'm a fan of the author though. There is a fansite that has decided to publish it's vast information on Harry Potter and She-who-must-not-be-named has decided to sue. Let me direct you to some one who is a much better writer than I am ----> Click Here!
OSC definatly has a way with words. And if you think it's all just sour grapes on his part check this out, and this too. Or if you don't want to click there here's a quote:
"If you love the Harry Potter books, then you are part of the best of contemporary American literature, not because the books have sold so phenomenally well, but because they are so phenomenally good, and millions upon millions of people have recognized it."
And in case you were wondering if he has any gay characters in his books... he does. Zdorab in the Homecoming Saga.
I know several people might be unhappy with me over a such anti-She-who-must-not-be-named post. But I had to put it up.
I'm a Desert Rat. I love it when we go out to Vegas because there's a natural beauty to the desert that I just love. It's possible that it's just nostaglia but I love the drive from St. George to Las Vegas. The Gorge is cool and when you pop out of it the grey-brown mountains, vistas and the wide-openness speaks to me at my core.
That being said, I love having all four seasons here in St. Louis. All of the colors are at their most intense. Green isn't just green... it's a vibrant neon lime green. The purples and pinks are straight out of a Dr. Suess book. And dafodils and tupils display their wonderful colors with a vanity that only belongs to spring flowers.
People here seem to despise the rain at times. "Oh no! We're going to have storms!" is what new forecasters seem to say. I love it when the rain gets so intense that we can barely see our neighbor's roof. And storm clouds seem to come from The Nothing, rolling and pitch black, even in the middle of the day.
However, of course, I do prefer the sunny days, especially now that I can go on walks with Noah. This past Tuesday we went on two walks, one to the Cupcakery and another the Grand Basin in Forest Park to meet up with Em after she got off work.
Pretty soon the fireflys will be coming out and with them the wet heat of summer. But for now I'm just happy that color is back after what seemed like a rather long winter.
It may be just me, but I think Sci-Fi writers must be awfully disappointed about where we are as a society. This popped into my head after watching "Jeopardy 1999" from a SNL skit from 1979. To be honest, it wasn't that funny (that's why I didn't post it), and the only things it predicted correctly was looser attitudes toward sex and Chevy Chase's non-existant post-SNL career. (Yeah, I'm not a fan of his).
As you can see, we might as well not have running water. Isaac Asimov and Gene Roddenberry lived in vain from what I can tell. (L. Ron Hubbard, on the other hand, never died... he's off fighting aliens).
So, to help us get over the fact that we're hopelessly behind... here's some Sci-Fi for ya
And for something a little more upbeat...
Well...maybe we're not so bad off after all.
Sunday, April 13, 2008
So, I've been thinking quite a bit about what I'd want to write about in here, and I've decided to give politics a bit of a rest. For someone who hates politics, I sure do obsess about it. How about we start off with The Office then?
Now that TV writers are getting paid, Thursdays are back to being the nights that I wish I could fully pay attention to the TV while healing my guild through the first parts of Karazhan. And thanks to NBC's full embrace of the internet, I can catch up on it all. This weeks Office didn't take place at Dunder-Mifflin at all, but was probably the most uncomfortable it's ever been.
I've also started watching The Tick. There's a only a few episodes, and he hasn't yelled, "Spoon!" in any of the episodes, but it is rather fun to watch the precursor to Heroes, only with better costumes.
Now, about my rather diverse musical tastes. I think I can boil down my current musical tastes to a handful of people. First of all, Emily has introduced bluegrass to my life. The only bluegrass I have in my player is from Old Crow Medicine Show, which Dave introduced me to, but I don't think I would have liked it as much without Em's influence. She plays the banjo, and if I was to kick my own butt, I would pick up my dobro and get my groove on. So now I fully appreciate Allison Kraus. My bro Dave is responsible for leaking new music into my life. My Chemical Romance is all thanks to him (even though they aren't entirly new). He is hip and with it, the type of person every new father needs. Anything Hippie related is my Dad's fault. His life has been greatly influenced by Jim Morrison. My Mom is the classical music influence. I think this goes back to when she taught dance on Saturday mornings at UNLV.
Metallica is still my favorite band deep down, but I only listen to them when I am alone, and then I turn it up REAL loud.
