From Tim Grieves:
Monthly Archives: September 2007
Yeah, I’m just getting into this song now. Yeah, yeah. Technically it’s been out since 2005. Technically it won a Boston Music Award for Best Local Song before it was even released that year. And supposedly Amanda Palmer chose it as her second “Karaoke Verite” song… more on that later… so I’m behind the hipster curve by a bit.
Matter of fact, it didn’t sink in as a song until I heard it this morning on KEXP, a Seattle-based radio station that actually plays really good alternative music and happens to stream it world-wide. It’s now my new favorite thing and you really have to listen to them. In other words….
You know how the definition of insanity is supposed to be, like, doing the same thing over and over and expecting different results? Whoever said that never used Windows. Anyway, my interwebs are go and let’s move on.
All right. Back to trying to figure this guy out.
All right, Mindful Meat Zombies.. (that’s my name for my regular readers. Ya like it? Me too. Cool.) here’s the situtation. My parents went away on a week’s vacation and they left the keys to the brand new porche sayin’…
Sorry. I’ve got this thing where whenever I hear someone say “Okay, here’s the situation..” I gotta launch into “Parents Just Don’t Understand” by DJ Jazzy Jeff and the Fresh Prince.
Okay, here’s the deal….. moved into a new place. Internet took a while to get set up. Was working fine for a couple of days, and then my roommate Neeb realised that people were leeching off our server, so he set up all this security on the thing. Unfortunately, no matter how many passwords and hex codes and whatever I try and type into the infernal machine to make it go, I can’t connect to teh interwebs now.
…someone better hire me for a damn job or the sock monkey gets it.
“Oh noes!” says the sock monkey. That’s right, sock monkey. Oh, indeed, noes.
Senior White House official says Barack Obama too “intellectually lazy to work here.”
Once upon a time, you went to a party and you played Trivial Pursuit and someone wound up with a lampshade on their head, and we all mixed martinis and listened to the swinging sounds of Wink Martendale. Or so I’m told. Nowadays, the order of business involves copoius amounts of pumpkin ale, incriminating photographs created with the assistance of stage makeup, and viral YouTube videos. Also, Domino’s new Oreo Dessert Pizza, which looks pretty tasty in the commercials but ultimately fails to deliver, no pun intended. It is an experience that can really only be described as “cardboardy”, “unnecessarily dry” and “probably gave me food poisoning.”
But as this is not a “food” blog, nor is this X-Entertainment, we shan’t discuss this gastronomical hate crime any further. Nope, we’re all about the convergence of new and old media here at GeekUSA, which is why the following video, by one “Chris Crocker”, bears notice.