So I just downloaded (legally!...but that's because bit torrent is blocked at my school) the brand new Brand New album, The Devil and God Are Raging Inside of Me. It's awesome. I haven't decided on a favorite song yet because I just listened to the whole thing while studying so it basically sounded like one long song to me, which I suppose is a good thing because that means it flowed well.
It's been a long while since Brand New put out their 2nd album, Deja Entendu. I think that one may have been better than this but it might take a few listens to grow on me as most albums do. This album definitely wins in the creepy cover art department though.
Back in January 2006 a lot of new tracks were leaked on the Internet without titles, just Untitled 1 through 9. Some of the songs on the CD are from those leaked ones, but I can't really tell yet because they didn't have names and they all kinda sounded the same. The first song, "Sowing Season (Yeah)" is from one of the original songs, and it's awesome. Love it. I also really like "You Won't Know".
Unfortunately there's no awesome songs that come with awesome song titles such as "OK, I Believe You, But My Tommy Gun Don't" from Deja Entendu and originally from Home Alone ("Butch's girlfriend! Woof!!!").
I'm home in Mill Valley for Thanksgiving and taking advantage of my brother's Wii. Unfortunately, the big TV in our house decided that it was time to die completely unexpectedly and so we're forced to play the Wii in a much smaller room on a much smaller TV. You can tell from this video that we're pretty cramped while playing Tennis. Watch Max (little brother on the right) who is putting WAY to much energy into losing. And losing hard.
One of the craziest things ever happened to me today. Rather than recount it again, I'm just going to copy and paste an e-mail that I wrote to the person who it was probably even eerier for than it was for me (her name is Dani Denardo but I call her DeNERDo).
"Hold onto your hats because this a crazy story. You seriously won't believe this, and I still kind of don't. In fact I'm half way to believing that you're trying to pull a fast one on me, but there are several things involved that I just think would make it impossible for you to be able to do this. This is purely just crazy coincidence and frankly I'm actually kind of scared.
So on campus we have two mailboxes. One of them is the one that you have been sending postcards to, my main mailbox. The other one is in another building and it's only function pretty much is for our professors to hand our tests back through. It's also a P.O. Box that you technically could get things mailed to, but there wouldn't be much of a reason for that since we already have one at the dorms.
So I get an envelope in there today from Aldephi University in New York and when I open it up, I can't tell what in the world it is about. But after reading enough of it, I realize that there's been some crazy mix up switch at some guy's undergrad Pre-Health committee where for some reason they were trying to send his letters of rec to the med school when by mistake for a reason I don't know, they also threw on my P.O. Box number to the address. Still can't figure that out.
But getting someone's letters of rec by mistake is only 10% of why this story is so weird and fucked up.
The student's name is Daniel Dinardo. HOW FUCKED UP IS THAT!?!?!? Just writing that gives me chills. There is a person in New York with the same name as you except for one letter!!!! OK, there's a bunch of Sam Meyers' in the country, but whatever. His letters of rec were mistakenly sent to me!!! I hope you can grasp the unlikely chance of this kind of thing happening, because it's totally freaking me out. Alright, now you can look at the photos and see that I'm not making any of this up. And trust me, I've got enough shit to deal with in my life right now that I wouldn't put in all the time and effort to fabricate a story like this and write up fake letters of rec.
Anyway, I'm gonna go give the letters of rec to who should have them and probably attach a letter of UNreccomendation because I know from personal experience that having a Danny Dinardo at this school is probably the last thing we need.
Hope you aren't freaked the hell out!"
If Daniel Dinardo reads this, send me $50,000 and then we'll see if your letters of rec get delivered ;)
Something awesome about going to medical school is that unless you are valedictorian, you know there will always be someone there that is a bigger dork or than you are. Such a dork, in fact, that they get up at 5 AM to be in line at Best Buy for the official release of the Nintendo Wii. And that is just what my friend did. So when I was rudely awoken at 8:11 by my brother in line in California where it was 6:11 AM to say that before noon he might be playing as well, I responded with "Yeah, well, my friend will be back in just a few minutes with his Wii so I'll just let you know how it is. Hope Marin City before 7:00 AM is nice." OK it was worded differently but I got the point across.
Anyway, my buddy brought home the Wii and we got it hooked up. Along with the system he also bought Zelda, Excite Truck and Call of Duty 3. The 2nd and 3rd I wasn't too excited about. I'd rename them "Bore Truck" and "Call of Doody". Zelda, however, freaking awesome. Since I have a minimum of two tests per week once I get back from Thanksgiving, owning one would be a bad idea, so I'll just hold out until Winter Break.
My friend Dave and I predicted that due to the new controls that the Wii brings, there HAS to be a mini-game in the new Mario Party that simulates some kind of masturbating motion....we were proven right. Apparently there's a game called Can Shake, where the goal is to be the player who can shake up a can the most in a certain time limit. We all know what it looks like to shake a can, so imagine replacing that can with a cylindrical object like a Wii remote and I think you know what I'm talking about. "But how do you judge who wins?" you ask. Here's the kicker. The winner is the player whose stream of "soda" from the can goes the furthest. Please. Just call the mini-game Money Shot and get it over with.
I saw Casino Royale tonight. It was pretty awesome, but it's 2 hours and 40 minutes. It kinda drags in the last hour. But whatever. It's a Bond movie, so you get what you paid for.
I don't really have the time to properly write about this, but I'd be doing myself and my readers an injustice if I didn't post this the second I saw it. Apparently this is a note Fed-Ex (formerly K-Fed) left on Britney's shower door in her dressing room at the House of Blues. He may have lost his wife, but he definitely has not lost his ability to drop a phat flow!
More life imitating comic book news! So imagine you're a suspected drug offender living in London and you're just chilling at your place when suddenly there is a knock on your door. Outside stand two men dressed as Batman and Robin, drunk out of their mind, looking for a costume party that was supposed to be in your neighborhood. Surely you wouldn't open the door to these people. Next come knocking on your door are seven uniformed police officers, looking around your neighborhood on a noise complaint. Being a suspected drug offender, you DEFINITELY wouldn't open your door to these fellows.
Your roommates, however, definitely would, seeing as some obnoxiously drunk people just dropped by and they wanted the annoyance to be taken care of immediately. And who better to tell than a whole armada of police officers? Well, much to your chagrin, they actually invite the police officers in and of course you run to the back door, in an attempt to escape into the night. Unfortunately when you open the door, there stands Batman and Robin again: Not drunk at all, holding police badges and handcuffs.
Awesome! It's stories like that that makes me want to join the police force and set up some kind of costumed operation where I'm an old lady in a park or a window washer or something. But still, nothing could be as cool as dressing up as Batman and Robin to capture criminals. When I'm taking them down I would definitely add in a few "WHAM!" "POW!" or "CRACK!"s.
Well, apparently all of this did happen a few days ago in London. I wish there were photographs of the officers involved in the operation.
Something I'd really like to know more about this story is whether they were dressed as 1960's era (Adam West and Burt Ward) or like 1990's era (George Clooney and Chris O'Donnell). I've got my fingers crossed on 1960's because if you know me, you know that the 1966 Batman movie is my favorite of all time.
Oh look at this! A clever tie-in to yesterday's posting. Yesterday was about the movie "Spider-Man 3" and today is about a gang of teenage Spider-Girl's who were known to climb buildings to steal thousands of pounds of jewelery from luxury apartments in Chile. Well, the webslingers have been caught, much to the dismay of Peter Parker who would TOTALLY do them over Mary Jane.
In fact, Peter Parker may have already done so since the article on bbc.co.uk says that one of the Spider Girls managed to go on several of the building scaling burglary missions despite being "heavily pregnant". For some reason, a pregnant woman (actually, no, these are kids, they're all under 18, including the pregger) scaling a building by way of hooks and ropes seems like it JUST might have something to do with the fact that they got caught.
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Sorry, I don't really have anything to write about this. Just understand that "excited" would be an understatement in describing how I feel about this movie. But still, there is a complete lack of the character we are all looking forward to in this trailer. I guess that will make it all that much sweeter.
Gotta get to bed, Histo/Physio test tomorrow morning!
So basically what's going on in this video is the friendly British man is explaining that evolution is a farce because bananas fit so perfectly in the human hand and because the top of the banana is clearly a tab that God wanted us to pull on in order to open the banana.
Clearly he's never heard of a monkey. Monkeys also like bananas. Bananas fit in monkey hands too. Also, bananas have a pretty limited range of growth, geographically. God would have to be pretty mean to create an entire world where his custom-made fruits could only be enjoyed by a select few.
Maybe...humans were created FOR bananas? As in the human hand EVOLVED to fit around the banana? Bananas have been around a lot longer than humans have.
Why did God make the watermelon such an inconvenient-to-hold fruit?
I usually turn to CNN.com for my news. I also check out news.google.com but most of the time I just head straight for CNN. I always get extra excited when the page loads and I see that red bar at the top signifying some kind of breaking news that is always of significant importance over the news stories that follow below on the page ("Which fall TV shows are doomed? We predict, you decide").
As most people know today is election day. Currently while I'm writing this the Democrats have a pretty healthy lead in the House and its looking pretty even in the Senate. Anyway when I opened up the CNN page, I saw a red bar staring me in the face and before even reading it I was tickled with excitement. Voter fraud revealed? Bombings at voting booths? Assassination?
No. (you might need to click the picture to enlarge it to read what's in the red bar)
Britney Spears......and Keven Federline.....known affectionately as K-Fed.......are getting divorced. Well stop the presses! Stop the election! Stop the world from rotating! If this isn't breaking news, I just don't know what is. The normal person would think, "Gee, shouldn't the red bar breaking news be reserved for news that might have any relevance to more than 2 people's lives? Like floods or something?" but that person is wrong. This is news that pertains to the election.
Everyone knows that Kevin and Britney were America's sweethearts. Their love for each other, documented on MTV's legendary Britney and Kevin: Chaotic, was something that we all experienced and said "Well, if they can experience it, maybe true love is real. But then again, they're gods, and I'm not. So I will probably never find it and I'll just live vicariously through them." No one ever denied the "built-to-last" character of their relationship. No one ever questioned Britney's parenting skills. Nor did they ever question Kevin's blooming rap career (XXL Magazine Chief Editor Elliot Wilson was obviously kidding when he said 'he's a joke, basically,' in reference to the Fedster.) So how are we supposed to vote now? We're all down-trodden. Luckily a lot of us made it through already before this horrible news was announced. I propose we push back the election a week so that the rest of America can collect it's bearings and participate in the democratic process. But that probably won't happen.
We've had our hearts broken before, we can get through it again. Hopefully this news isn't so devastating that those of you who still haven't made it to the polls (it's 11 PM on the east coast, get there!) will be able to do so in a safe, yet somber, fashion.
Luckily, K-Fed is not only a professional rapper, but also a professional inseminator, so I'm sure he will be able to produce more K-Fed-Jr's in no time. No time at all.
So according to a Harvard study, red wine might actually let you eat as many calories as you like, not develop diabetes, and actually live longer. They fed one set of mice a normal, healthy diet and the other set a high calorie diet with red wine. The high calorie set didn't develop any kind of obesity-related diseases and in some cases outlived the normal mice. Their motor skills even seemed to have an advantage on the others.
Yeah, this seems like something a lot of us have already known, or at least pretended to know the reason behind: "Oh yeah, it's got a lot of antioxidants." But my guess is a lot of people don't really know what that means. An antioxidant is a ring-shaped alcohol compound called a phenol. Tissues inside the body are reduced at normal states, and so an antioxidant's job is to keep those tissues reduced, rather than oxidized. The antioxidant here is Resveratrol which has been implicated in everything from fighting lung cancer to delaying menopause. This is what we've always been talking about when we talk about how good red wine is for you. The discovery that it could extend lifespan is another reason we can tack on to our explanations when our roommates come home to find us nursing a bottle of red wine in the dark corners of our bedrooms!
This has only been tested on mice so far, and it looks like they are getting ready to test it on humans, but considering its a study on lifespan, I can't even imagine how long it will be until they have concrete results. Of course, as my friend Graeme, a recent Viticulture graduate proved, red wine can also shorten the lifespan: "Yeah, red wine will may help you live longer until you drink a whole bottle in your car and crash it into a tree."
