Because of Twitter. That is all.

This album is AMAZING. It's a mashup of Jay-Z and Radiohead. They call it Jaydiohead.

It's a free album download. They've got 4 different services you can grab it from. I can't believe how awesome this is to listen to. It uses a lot of Radiohead tracks from Kid A, they're sort of experimental sort of electronica album, which is the only Radiohead album I really really like (the rest are good, but mostly just meh for me). Lucifer's Jigsaw is, in particular, the shit.

So I'm on teh internetz, and I come across a message board post:

Doesn't matter if it's realistic or not, but taking the question seriously, what do you think music games (Andy: meaning here, Guitar Hero and Rock Band) should do to keep things interesting?

So I read that, and I respond with, well hey, more stuff from the radio, more popular music that we all know and can be played almost universally by anyone who is exposed to popular music. And if you've seen a  movie, watched a TV show, gone to a mall or turned on the radio, the chances that you could sing along perfectly to Katy Perry's "I Kissed A Girl And I Liked It" are pretty damn good. And that'd make games more insteresting. If you could turn on Rock Band and play the music you hear on the radio or on MTV reality show or whatever. So, I get this response:

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Listen from 48:05 to 50:20. I love it.

First I was going to just post this and say "lol," but then I remembered, "Oh. Yeah. There's people out there who would rush to purchase the 5-pack the second this video is over."




That's sad.

Sunday is the new Monday.

In which I reach the point where I think humanity can't be saved from it's own idiocy:

That said, let me tell you - Sin did not crash a space shuttle. I think you could make that arguement if say, Lex Luthor cloned himself and got himself on the space shuttle and then detonated it from the inside. That's sin. It's sin if it was shot down. It's sin if someone inside crashed it on purpose. All those things are sin. But to say that the sin of pride crashed the shuttle? No. Hell no. Human error, perhaps, maybe (though it was deemed an accident by the guys who know).

What a disgrace to even suggest it. Also - Columbia, not Challenger. God damnit. Challenger exploded after launch, Columbia before landing.

And this, my friends, is one of the great failures present in American culture. The need by some to inject religious faith into things that religious people should stay the hell away from is one of the biggest problems our country has. I'll stop now because I could keep ranting, and that just makes me madder, so that'll be it for me. Just... fuck. Stop it. Leave America alone.

Finally, a reason to be proud of my country again.

Alright, so Mary and I resurrected one of my favorite past holiday traditions - pumpkin carving. I loved making these as a kid, and it's been way too long since I've had a front porch to put a pumpkin on, so now owning my own home, I can do that. Woot, indeed.

Here's some pics:

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I really hate some of the LJ ads. They just... it's like they try to market to me based on keywords, I'm assuming, but they get it sooooo wrong most of the time.

I love how every few days McCain throws out another Hail Mary, only he has no receiver and the captain of his cheerleading team is to busyy skinning bears to do anything with it. Just so sad, and so desperate. At this point, I'd just pull an Al Gore and quit before the votes were counted (Oh! I went there!)

I was watching this movie on HBO before I came to work this morning. Some terrible flick with Charlie Sheen called The Arrival. It was about global warming and aliens, and how aliens were terraforming Earth to make it more suitable for their species to take over. Two things:

1) Charlie Sheen is a pathetic actor who doesn't deserve his last name.

2) Aliens - why the hell should they care about Earth? First, some backstory - they like it hot and dry. So think of this. Of all the planets in all the solar systems in all the galaxies in the cosmos, they find our solar system and Earth. And then, of all the planets we've got, they chosoe the one that is cool and populated. What about Mercury or Venus? Those are warmer than Earth already, and you don't have to worry about investing 10 years into an invasion plan to kill us off with greenhouse gases. What the hell?

And that applies to every alien invasion movie ever. What is so damn special about Earth that aliens want to take our planet? I'm very certain if they just need a new place to crash, it would be much easier to settle somewhere without people. Right?

Ugh, and this movie got a sequel, which is even more depressing. Someone thought about the movie enough to make a second one - and that one was so bad, they couldn't even get Charlie "Film Whore" Sheen to come back for it.

supersmashandy Dead Space is making me see Necromorphs in the office. Freaking terrified, kinda. 30 minutes ago from web

Dead Space is a really scary game.

Poor Mrs. Garrison... he never gets any love.

See, problem is, the damn Twitter has wittled away my desire to blog, because any of the random thoughts I get in my head I would usually put up here get on the Twitter instead, because of how quick and easy it is. And so often I could just ramble for 5 paragraphs about Palin being a bumb ass moron who would ruin america, but then instead I'll just post a quick link and a snarky comment like "dur dur hahahahahaha, Palin thinks she's people" or something.

So, freaking Twitter. But at the same time, everyone should get it and be on it and udpate all the time and follow me, because its awesome. And I promise I'll blog here more, beause I enjoy it and it is a bit... fuller... then posting the Twitter, you know? Anyways, check out the Twitter and join up and let me know how your burger tastes.

TWITTER.

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So I'm up at Starbucks, charging my laptop and using the WiFi. This is the first time in two weeks I've been able to do those two things at the same time - usually, it's either charge (at work, or the library) OR surf the interwebs (at Starbucks). Having both at the same time is a blessing, because now I can download stuff, like hours of podcasts and interviews and College Humor TV videos. Thank God.

But then this was awkward. I'm sitting in my comfy seat, and this man and woman walk up. 99% certain they weren't a couple. So he's black and dressed in a very nice suit, and she's white and in sweat pants. They both had Macs and iPhones. It looked like a commercial, lol. Like the three of us together drinking starbucks had all the demographics - rich, black, white, youth, middle class. It was hilarious, actually, now that I'm thinking about it.

Anyways, they start talking to me, and in the course of it I get invites to use her shower and his fridge and her TV to watch the debate tonight, etc. She passes me her phone number - it looked like this: (Her name), MAC USER, 555-555-5555. Awesome. So then she gets up and heads out, but he stays. A few minutes later, another man comes up and sits with him. I've got my headphones on at this point cause I needed to watch this hilarious Sarah Palin interview where she looked like a f'n retard. So these two guys are talking at the table right in front of me, and I see them both turn and look my way. I don't look up yet, and my headphones are still on, but this is about 30 seconds of them looking right at me and talking. I finally looked up, taking one earbud out and chuckle softly and say "yeah," thinking they're talking to me and I was supposed to hear and react. They weren't. They were looking right past me over my head, and I just turned into the ultimate jackass. They both looked at me and one smiled sadly, then they turned away.

*sigh*

I've never hated anyone in my life more than this jackass right here:


Someone needs to be hurt for this. Put in a room and just... hurt.

Still sort of boring here. Not calm. I mean, we've got major wind, but no rain yet,  not here. Galveston is about to get to that point where the city should just commit suicide. Seriously, they're screwed. But about 12:30 -1 a.m. we're supposed to start getting "the shit" around here.

So of course, what do Mary and I do? Drive out at 11 a.m. to go drive the streets in search of junk food. We had nothing good to eat, and considering we're stuck sitting for two days with nothing to do, we needed some comfort. Found one little gas station still open for some chips and salsa. Mmmmm.

More updates later, electricity permitting.