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Tuesday, December 19, 2006
 
20 Minutes in Unmedicated Head of Universal Donor
The way I wanted to write this post was that I would set a timer to go off every, say, two minutes, and I would stop writing whatever I was writing and start a new bulleted "thought." But that didn't work, because I didn't have the attention span to find a way to time it. The stupid plans of me oft eat a cock.

• Why is it that the people most all-consumingly ruled by their emotions always seem to be the least willing to admit that fact? Is that even true? Why did I think that? Sometimes it seems like the more irrational a request or opinion, the more people try to justify it with "facts."
     Or I hate how people bring up facts that dispute their positions only to ignore them completely, as if acknowledging the truth in passing is enough: "I know that there's a lot of evidence to support the idea of global warming, but I just don't buy it."
     I hate when people make up statistics to support their emotional beliefs, usually hyperbolizing above the 90th percentile to really hit it out of the park: "Hitchhiking is totally unsafe. 92% of people who pick up hitchhikers are sex offenders." SHUT UP. YOU ARE A LIAR.
     I do this too, of course. See any page of archives for examples. I frequently say "New York City has the cleanest tap water in the world" without any citable reference for this belief. I hate myself for doing this.

• Behold an a capella version of one of my favorite songs: 17 Years. It's too bad this was executed so poorly and recorded so shittily by such a bunch of ugly hippies. Because I was so excited about the idea. Now all I want to do is arrange and record my own a capella cover of it. BUT THAT WOULD MAKE ME BOBBY MCFERRIN.

• If you think it's possible that I might have read The DaVinci Code, you misunderstand something deep and basic about me.

• The guys from American Chopper made a bike for the movie Eragon. How can they look at themselves in the mirror?

• I don't care how "talented" Beyoncé is supposed to be: I hate her stupid face. She is Estupit. I have never heard her say a single thing that was worth the tape it was recorded onto. I hate how everyone pretends she's like this great role-model for young girls just because she isn't anorexic and because she sings songs about being "a survivor" or an "independent woman." She is clearly neither of those things. Why can't people just enjoy her music without having to elevate her to the status of "good person"? I wouldn't be irritated by her inauthenticity if authenticity weren't such a big part of her image.
     But really? She just rubs me the wrong way. I love that "Dip It Pop It Twerk It Stop It" song, or at least I did until I saw the video, the one where Hype Williams just texted his 3rd unit director and said "just bring some chairs, a strong fan, and a bolt of fabric, and tell the girls to loosen up by pretending to be hookers; secretly shoot that rehearsal and you can call it a day. I'll be cruising sorority mixers with Li'l Wayne if you need me."

• I like to laugh!

• GRAMMAR UPDATE: Prepositions are an okay thing to end a sentence with. Also, it's okay to really split the fuck out of an infinitive.

• People who think Saturday Night Live was funnier in the 70s than it is now don't know anything about comedy, or simply don't like comedy. I defy you to find a complete sketch from the 70s that is as funny the whole way through as the best sketches from the last ten years -- hell, from the last three years.
     SNL has always had three major problems: 1) an inexplicably fanatical reliance on celebrity impersonation and current events for skit material; 2) recurring character- and catchphrase-based comedy; and 3) not knowing how or when to end sketches. They still have these problems. But they are much more committed to character-based (i.e. REAL) comedy these days (as opposed to impersonation). They've recently started to end sketches before the tumbleweed moment of total joke-death. (Though I'm still mystified as to why they think sketches need ends; Monty Python's Flying Circus, Mr. Show, and even Robot Chicken make it clear that some ideas are best expressed in ten seconds, and that forcing every idea into a three-to-five minute chunk will result in some bad comedy. Maybe it's about commercials?
     The slightly less major -- but still major -- problems are that the musical performances almost always suck and seem like an old-fogey anachronism from the variety-show days, and that the runtime is too long. Those remain unaddressed.

• I don't know what use anonymous phone number forwarding would be to you, but that's your bidniz.

• Joanna Newsom is a genius. You may never like her voice, and I feel bad for you. Because she is AWESOMEPANTS. Everyone who loves music should love her.

RULES FOR A HAPPY LIFE (continued): All things being equal, adding strippers to the equation will never make things better.

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MY IMAGINARY GIRLFRIENDS

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Imogen Heap
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DISALLOWED FOREVER

"I could tell you, but then I'd have to kill you!"
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"from whence"
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"...the exception that proves the rule"
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any use of the question "spit or swallow?"
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the phrase "drop trou"
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fake-o reviewer verbs:
"penned" for wrote
"helmed" for directed
"lensed" for whatever
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"expat"
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the euphemism
"passed away"
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pronouncing merci beaucoup as "mercy buckets!"
(see also: "grassy-ass!")



PET PEEVES

"confinscated"
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trying children "as adults"
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"drownded"
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misuse of reflexive pronouns, as when someone says "Please talk to Bob or myself." Come on people now. "Myself" is not just a fancy version of "me"! LEARN IT.
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tattoos in the Courier font
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any use of Comic Sans