I saw this quote from Maya Angelou:
Oh, Ms. Angelou, is there nothing you can’t say eloquently? I bet she even orders her Wendy’s Spicy Chicken burgers with an ethereal grace.
Tags: Delicious Chicken Burgers, Grace, Maya Angelou, Quote, Spelling, Writing
It’s funny how we can forget so much. Until “Volcano Girls” came on the radio just a moment ago, the part of my brain that retains the knowledge that Veruca Salt is (was?) a band had been looked away in the dark, dank recesses of my mind (for some reason, I’m picturing a sad, lonely mushroom, animated like a Disney cartoon, locked away in a dungeon like prison cell – I know, I’m concerned for me too).
Anyhoo, whatever happened to Veruca Salt?
One quick Google search later….
OH MY GOD, THEY STILL EXIST AND ARE PERFORMING!
Oh boo. It’s not the original line up (not that I know or care who they are) but still, as soon as one member defects, doesn’t the group then seemed hackneyed and washed up? It’s like your uncle trying to recreate his high school garage band by recruiting his bowling buddies to jame with him. No matter how good their rendition of “Smoke on the Water” is, you can’t look past the spare tires and solar panels.
As Lainey of laineygossip.com would say, it smacks of TRY HARD.
But who am I to judge? These people found a way to be paid to do what they love for a living and they’ve found a way to continue to be paid for what they love even though their heyday is long over. Really, they should be applauded for stumbling upon exactly what everyone else in the world dreams of doing, being paid to pursue their passion (alliteration is fun!).
I had this same revelation the other week when about to voice my embarrassment for Steven Tyler, having stooped so low as to be a judge on “reality” TV. Midsentence I stopped myself–the man’s a rock star and by rights allowed to do whatever the hell he wants (which is the very essence of a rock star), if he wants to appear on TV twice a week to say yay or nay to aspiring singers’ performances and take home millions of dollars as a result, more power to him. Really, it is the ultimate rock star move. He literally just has to sit down, throw together a few barely intelligible phrases (Paula Abdul left the bar really low) and receive tons of money. Plus, by being on a weekly show aimed at tweenagers (I hate myself for writing “tweenagers’) Steven has introduced himself to an entirely new potential fanbase– a group whose grandparents may be more familiar with the music of Aerosmith than their parents are.
Good on ya, Steven. And good on you too, Veruca Salt.
Tags: Aerosmith, American Idol, Has-been, Mushrooms, Rock Star, Sell Out, Steven Tyler, Veruca salt
From bestweekever.tv:
DEAF PUPPEDY JAM: Dog Learns Sign Language
Alternate title for this video: Oh Jesus. No. Oh God. My heart.
A deaf couple in Ireland went to their local shelter and could not believe their luck: A deaf puppy had been left by a breeder, waiting for a home. Now, they’re teaching that puppy sign language. It’s like watching a miniature marshmallow bob up and down in a rich mug of hot choco. He’s such a genius!!! And has a reverse Phantom of the Opera face.
Richard Simmons and his hot pants are very safety conscious.
Tags: #RICHROLL, Air New Zealand, Hot pants, Phil Koegan, Richard Simmons, Safety
If there is anything goodthe internet has given us, besides access to copious amounts of porn, it’s awkward teeneagers trying to express themselves creatively.
Two titles with exclamation points in a row…. I must be excited today.
http://ahref=<p><a href=”A” _mce_href=”http://vimeo.com/20759580″>A”>http://vimeo.com/20759580″>A Brief History of Title Design</a> from <a href=”Ian” _mce_href=”http://vimeo.com/albo”>Ian”>http://vimeo.com/albo”>Ian Albinson</a> on <a href=”Vimeo.http://vimeo.com”>Vimeo</a>.</p>
EDIT: WHY WON’T YOU EMBED?!?!?!
This looks my kind of good…
Tags: Awesome, Ellen Page, Heroes, Kevin Bacon, Liv Tyler, Movie, Nathan Fillion, Rainn Wilson, Super
It’s been a while since I’ve written random bullpucky; a creative outlet (random bullpucky) that I’ve sorely missed and quite honestly need to remain somewhat emotionally stable.
I’ve been suffering a from not insignificant creative block lately and am hoping that writing into nothingness will make me comfortable with the process of writing again.
Lord, I hope so because I need to start writing again and soon. I’ve forgotten how to hold on to an idea, how to tend to it before it fizzles out. I can make my fingers move across the keyboard fast enough before my brain shuts down. The idea of being a professional writer is becoming more and more farfetched; I’m actually beginning to worry if my life will be spent stuck as an administrative assistant.
Should I be worried that both writers and admin support workers have the most depressing jobs?
…………………….. DAMN IT, WHY WON’T THE PHOTO EMBED?!?!?
