These things are cool.
- Lasers
- Tigers
- Swords
- Explosions
- Robots
- Tits/Asses
- Mix tapes
- A wall of amplifiers
- Fast cars
- The ocean
- Lightning
- Sugar
Fuck you if you don’t think those things are cool.
These things are cool.
Fuck you if you don’t think those things are cool.
As a young me growing up, I listened to music beyond my years, digging not-your-standard-pop-rock before it was cool to do so. At least that’s what I like to tell myself. I mean, I was 9 fucking years old, and my favorite band in the world was R.E.M. I could’ve listened to Document forever. And then Green. And then Out Of Time hit, and everybody listened to R.E.M., and I was so fucking jazzed because I could finally talk about my favorite band and people knew who I was talking about. No shit, that was 20 years ago. 20 years. And they’re still one of my all-time favorite bands. One song from each major album:
Since the new album comes out next Tuesday, I might make it the guinea pig for my first attempt at doing an album review in bullets. What? I can dream. Shut up.
PS: Sorry about the terrible title of this post.
I’ve been wracking my brain all week for a post idea, and I got nothing. Some ideas I began writing up and then deleted for one reason or another:
I may actually do some of these in the future, but they were just not for today. So instead, you get a creepy look into how my mind does not work. Enjoy it.
So last week, I posted a friendly guide for people who are generally not-single. I hope this helped, like, the handful of you I know.
For everyone else, there is no Valentine. No one to give you fucking flowers or take you out to a nice steak-and-lobster dinner or try subversively talking their way into your undergarments. It sucks, but… Whatever. Being a single hump doesn’t mean you have to piss Valentine’s Day away (unless that’s what you want to do). How single humps can appreciate Valentine’s Day:
Do all of these things and enjoy the fuck out of being a single hump. And for fuck’s sake, be grateful that you’re not one of those poor bastards stuck paying that huge-ass Valentine’s bill. Better to just be shitfaced and destroying things then later crying about that than crying about your fucking credit card bill, right?
Happy Valentine’s Day, single humps.
Valentine’s Day is the bane of many people’s existences, especially dudes. So as a chick who’s spent an equal amount of V-Day’s in a couple and single, I’m going to help you guys out. Here are some guidelines for V-Day behavior:
And there you have it. Use these few guidelines, and your Valentine’s Day will be infinitely less painful. Otherwise, there’s always the single life and just getting drunk and cramming your facehole with Tim Tam™ cookies, currently available in America, courtesy of Pepperidge Farms.
And yes, they are fucking delicious. Best thing to come out of Australia ever.
Okay, so an entire fucking month has gone by in 2011, and I haven’t posted a single fucking thing. My bullets today are some of my reasons:
I will post new bullets at least once a week for the rest of the year. Seriously. It’s gonna happen. I wonder if I could do an interview in bullets. Something to think about anyway.
I’m taking a break from my ‘Best of 2010′ series–and actual bullets–to post this rant instead. It’s about theft. Theft is wrong, right? I mean, if you have something, and it’s yours, and then someone takes it from you, that’s fucked up, isn’t it? You wouldn’t someone to do that to you, would you?
Then why are you a fucking thief, huh?
Whether it’s illegally downloading music or ripping DVDs or scanning comics and posting them in their entireties, it’s still fucking theft. It’s still not fucking okay.
This is not to say that I haven’t downloaded some music for free in the past myself, but I was a little more of an idiot back then and didn’t realize what exactly I was doing. I thought it didn’t matter because I was taking from The Man, taking from the big, greedy corporate machine. It never occurred to me how it might trickle down and affect things in the future. It’s like the g-ddamned butterfly effect.
Illegally download a song…
–> The band can no longer produce music because their label drops them for not making enough money…
–> The recording industry collapses because they no longer can afford to finance bands…
–> After one area fails, more fail, and the economy takes a big shit on itself…
–> You’re suddenly unemployed and can’t get on Welfare because everybody else lost their job, too.
The reality is not quite so dramatic or cut-and-dried, but you get the idea. And yet, I can practically hear some of you saying: “Oh, well, I’m not stealing. I’m helping! I’m spreading the word! Free advertising!”
No. You shut your fucking mouth.
Unless you are authorized by the owners of whatever it is you’re “advertising”, you’re not fucking helping. No. You are a fucking thief.
Of course, I realize that people will still want to call ‘bullshit’ on this, and that’s fine, but really. Before you do any of that kind of stuff again, really think about it. The more that this stuff is put online for free by thieves, the fewer people are going to pay for the real thing. Fewer people buying means less demand. Less demand means that, pretty soon, the shit you’ve been getting for free online won’t be produced at all anymore, and then what are you going to do?
PS – Sorry for the lack of bullets. I’ll try not to make a habit of it.
A lot of movies came out in 2010. Here are ten movies that came out in 2010 that I would rather shoot myself in the face than see:
Just so we’re clear… Shooting myself in the face > these movies. Not interested in this garbage, seriously.
Like I said at the end of my last post, this list is reserved for my favorite Twits on the Twitter machine: some hilarious, some informative, some frightening, all interesting. In random order, ten of my favorite Twits of 2010 are:
What the fuck are you still reading this for? Those names aren’t going to click themselves! Go follow these people! Chop-chop!
Every year, there are a lot of people who seriously need to STFU/GTFO. Here are ten people/entities who really should’ve just shut their mouths in 2010:
Next time on ‘Best of 2010, part 4′: my favorites Twits on the Twitter machine. It’s all about the lulz.