Acts of Volition
Anyone, who has talked to me over the past year, knows that I've become a bit of a music geek. This transformation occured because I discovered that the Indie music scene was alive, kicking, and producing music that was much better than anything I was hearing on the radio. The music I found in the Indie scene was so much better that I stopped listening to the radio and started buying lots and lots of cds.
Some people ask me how I find new bands. Well, sometimes I read Pitchforkmedia.com for what's new and hip, or follow the suggestions of Amazon. Quite often I get recommendations from friends, but most recently, I started listening to Steven Garrity's Acts of Volition Radio, which was recommended to me by a co-worker.
Steven has recorded 7 shows, of which I've listened to the first 4, and so far, I've found at least 3 new bands or cds that I need to purchase.
Before he is done, I'm sure he'll convince me to buy more. I really love the format of AoV, and given my tendency to rave about new bands and cds that I find to anyone that will listen, I may try my own hand at a radio show. Due to bandwidth limitations, I probably won't post the links here, but if you'd be interested in hearing a show by me, drop me an email.
Who woulda' thunk it? I am outraged. No, really, I am. See the outrage.
Nader (or How I learned to stop worrying and love the campaign process)
Today's topic: Nader for President!
First off, everything I say here has been said elsewhere, I'm sure. I didn't even come up with it on my own. Instead, an acquaintance of mine on the Hill mentioned it. I wondered, "Isn't it a little late for Nader to throw his hat in the ring?"
Apparently not. This is the perfect time for Nader to enter the race, if you think about it in a cynical enough way. What does Nader do best? He riles up the Ultra Left and Disenchanted. Some of the folks who are normally too disgusted with the system to bother voting are now going to get involved in this year's election. Granted, he also grabs some folks who would normally be happy to vote for the Dems, which seems like a problem until you bring in the cynical bit.
Sometime in August, look to Nader to drop out and support the Dems' candidate (Kerry). After he drops, I bet you'll see the Dems in office supporting some of Nader's pet projects and campaign issues. I bet you'll see some increased donations to Nader's PIRGs.
Basically, there will be a price for Nader's support, but the Dems (and many others) would gladly play the role of Dr. Faust to limit Bush to a single term in office.
Son of a Biscuit
I'm losing yet another reason to watch tv (pretty soon, I'll only be watching sporting events and the food network). Angel (stop laughing) is going to be cancelled.
I just have to shake my head and stay firm with my resolve not to watch the newest CSI (CSI: Meter Maid Unit) or "Reality" show (and people say gays will ruin the institution of marriage...not some big, fat, obnoxious, fiance). I'll just have to stay strong.
Anyone read any good books recently?
1) This is an old and tired point, but why are shows about serial killers more acceptable to society than seeing an exposed part of the female anatomy (and note it is the female anatomy. No one cares about topless men)? Also, it's not really the entire breast that needs to show in order to generate this much outrage...just the nipple. As long as you have a pasty or thin piece of cloth covering the nipple, everything is hunky dory.
2) Considering how close kids are to women's breasts (they can remember breast feeding better than we can, I'd guess), why would seeing Janet's mammeries scar them in some way?
My parents both suffered from this irrational notion that is so prevalent in America. When I was little (say ages 8-12), I was able to see the Rambo movies, Ahnold's movies, and especially Chuck Norris's movies long before it was ever okay for me to see sex scenes or nude scenes (I snuck in to see the mud wrestling scene in Stripes, once, though). I never played Dr. with any girls growing up. Instead, I spent my time pretending to fight the Cold War, a la Red Dawn (I wore a lot of camoflage too).
Fortunately, I got back at my parents later on in life by taking a summer job that required me to look at porn. So, I guess it all works out.
What was my point again? Oh yeah, BAH!
Friday Five (Okay, I need posting ideas)
From the Friday Five website
At this moment, what is your favorite...
"Stuart" -- The Dead Milkmen
Hillshire Farms smoked sausage. Brown this, throw it in some marinara sauce, add whatever else you want, and throw it over some chunky pasta (i.e. like Rotinni). Fantabulous.
3. ...tv show?
Hmm. Tie between The Simpsons, Angel and Alias.
Definitely french fries (which I had with lunch today). So good. They made all my co-workers drool. They also cheered me up.
I have a hard time loving any other quote more than, "What fun is it being cool if you can't wear a sombrero?" by Hobbes. Pretty much sums up my philosophy on life, rigth there.
Supposedly, that "badger badger badger" thing is, like, six months old!!!
I jumped on the bandwagon far too late.
All Your Meme Are Belong To Us
But now, we have "Badger Badger Badger" which reminds me of the "Hampster Dance" in oh so many ways, but which will (hopefully) have a much shorter shelf life (although I'm going to be randomly saying "Mushroom Mushroom!!" all day today).
There are no words..
Really, there are no words to describe this.
Okay, maybe there are a few. But I'll leave it to that page to do it. Now, don't get me wrong, I like video games as much, if not more than, the next guy, but still...
Yeah...it's a sick, sad world.
I don't want the world...
...I just want your half.
I saw They Might Be Giants play at the 9:30 club last night and to quote them...
"One word: Jesus-Fucking-Christ!"
It was fantastic. They are showmen, through and through, which was proven by the way they kept the crowd involved all night. They made us laugh constantly. They got us to do the wave. We all called each other's cell phones at the same time to make the 9:30 club sound like "some tiny arcade." They even handled the hecklers (like one guy who kept screaming "puppethead") with good humor.
And then there was the music. They opened with "Birdhouse in Your Soul" and ended with "The Sun." They mixed in a number of favorites, both old and new; making sure to mix up the compositions enough to keep even old favorites like "Ana Ng" and "Particle Man" sounding a little fresh.
If they come to your town, lay down the cash, and go sing along.
I think my vices can be listed in this order:
2) Junk Food
3) Video Games
I had kicked my video game habit years ago, with only some computer role playing games entering the picture every six months or so. I had really been good about not sitting around for six hours at a time playing some game. I wasn't disregarding food, hygiene and sleep pursuing some end goal of some adventure created by some programmer far, far away anymore.
I had adjusted to "normal life." I was a social creature. I was approaching becoming "cool." I was almost "hip."
No more. I have a PS2 now. I have Madden 2004 and GTA 3 and Final Fantasy X-2. Good-bye daylight. Good-bye nightlife. Good-bye reading. Good-bye writing. Hello sweet, sweet video games.
I really need to turn video game playing into a career. It's the one thing I never really tire of....well, not the only thing, but I'm trying not to talk about sex on this site as often as I did on my old one.
Hehe, becoming a video game geek again might ensure I don't have reason to talk about sex much in the future, anyway. Funny how that works.
If You Know Me...
The opening paragraph reads:
"Do you know someone who needs hours alone every day? Who loves quiet conversations about feelings or ideas, and can give a dynamite presentation to a big audience, but seems awkward in groups and maladroit at small talk? Who has to be dragged to parties and then needs the rest of the day to recuperate? Who growls or scowls or grunts or winces when accosted with pleasantries by people who are just trying to be nice?"
That seems to describe me to a tee. Every Myers-Briggs type personality test I've ever taken has labeled me an introvert as well. So, if you know me, and have always wondered why I'm the way I am, take a read.
Call me crazy but...
Apparently I'm not. I found an interesting little personality disorder test today and received the following results:
Disorder | Rating
The only thing that struck me while taking this test was how much I struggled answering some of the questions. So much of my identity is grounded in the kid I was ten years ago, however, I know I'm not that kid anymore. I'm not prone to bouts of anger (most of the time) or rapid mood swings. I don't prefer to be alone. I'm not seeking to be perfect every waking moment of my life. I'm not hurting myself as punishment for mistakes I've made. I think I'm rather well adjusted for a quirky, shy m0f0. Fo shizzle.
So if you are bored on a Friday, see how screwed up you are compared to how screwed up you think you are.
Someone explain to me...
In the Muppet universe, there are Muppets, which are often animals of some sort, and then there are regular animals. The Muppets can talk. The animals can't.
That's weird. Where's the distinction lie? Can someone explain this to me?
I started thinking about this while watching Emmet Otter's Jug-band Christmas. Every character is a different animal, yet there are birds flying all over the place who don't show any human qualities at all. Are birds just dumb animals? This is an outrage...
Or am I just sleep deprived?
When you don't know what to say..
Distract your audience with kittens!!!
In other news, I think I'm in a state of regression. I'm playing all the sports I used to play when I was younger and have now started to play video games on a regular basis.
I don't want to grow up, I'm a Toys'R'Us kid.