Archive for March, 2008

Ain’t Nothin’ but a Heartache

Published Date: March 31st, 2008
Category: Muzeek

Watching crazy videos tonight - there was a countdown on VH1 tonight for the “Top 100 songs of the 90s” or something like that, they always have those.
Anyway one thing led to another (doesn’t it always?) and they showed this:

Hate to admit it, but I lurve that song. Like, lurve in that slimy way [...]

Son # 1729

Published Date: March 25th, 2008
Category: Teevee

Lololololol - boy you do learn something new every day.
Today I learned that the writing staff over at Futurama are mathematicians, which is why Bender’s robot number is 1729.
I swear, tonight I’ll kneel beside my bed, bend my little head in prayer, and ask God for a better brain. Please, God, please let me be [...]

In the Mood for Love

Published Date: March 24th, 2008
Category: Moovees

Due to present circumstances, aka language barrier, the only copy of “In the Mood for Love” I could borrow from the internets was dubbed in Portugese. At least it had English subtitles. I hate dubbing. Dubbing sucks.
The movie was hilarious. It was a visual delight. You ever notice how Asian actresses’ eyebrows deserve their own [...]

Freak of Nature

Published Date: March 18th, 2008
Category: Travelogues

There’s a nasty snowstorm today, and the cold spell is probably going to last for the next few days or so. This, in the middle of March. This afternoon the ground was cold but not too cold; snow would melt and die as soon as it hit the ground. It sucks to think of all [...]

Radio Silence

Published Date: March 14th, 2008
Category: Not that you're Interested in my Life

The silence - it’s because I’m working on something right now, and it’s bound to change my trajectory again.
I can’t even verbalise how shit-scared I am, but also how exciting it is. This is my life.
My mother is concerned - and rightfully so. Are you sure?, she asked, maybe troubled by what can easily be [...]

The Evil Meme

Published Date: March 1st, 2008
Category: Boookee, God and the Big Questions

I’m not going to apologise for it: I’m a quitter and a coward; I have an extraordinarily low threshold for pain. If the world should ever be reduced to a grey, bleak, horizonless rock I have no qualms about offing myself in the quickest, most convenient, way. The whole shtick about never losing hope, about [...]