Yeah. There's not really any shenanigans. It's not especially late. I felt the desire to write something, but I've really got nothing to say. I can't just put in a bunch of lyrics like the other time, even though I am sorely tempted. What to do?

I think the trouble with the world is that, if given a choice, people try to find the most negative aspect of everything. For example, I'm hearing that people think the LeBron James cover of Vanity Fair (I think that's the magazine...) is racist. What? Do people try to find stuff like that to complain about? If LeBron James (and, honesty, his opinion should be the only one that matters) okayed it (unless you think celebrities don't have final okay over anything like magazine covers...I think they must), can't we just say it must be okay? Do we think Mr. James can't think for himself, like he's too stupid to realize he's being parodied in a racist manner unless we tell him? I get a headache about these kind of things...

I think my ability to focus and keep my attention focused has seriously diminished lately. I can't seem to keep myself on a topic long enough. My brain is going 100 miles a minute, and it's making me exhausted all the time. I sleep, but I wake up feeling not so rested. I must need a sleep number bed. ;) I wonder if that's a side effect of the drugs?

Does anyone think that Jordin Sparks has a tattoo on her heart? Otherwise that song doesn't make sense. "You're on my heart just like a tattoo" Huh?

It'll be a cold day in Hell before I make Jordin Sparks the song of the day!

I need to make a list of songs I don't have that I could try to buy to put on my iPod. I keep thinking that, but I don't do it. There's a lot of songs that I hear, and I wish I could have them to listen to when I am in the mood for them. For example, I have to be in the right mood to want to hear "Why Can't I?" by Liz Phair, and it's usually not on the radio when I'm in that mood. If I had it on my iPod, that would not be a problem. but it's not. And I always forget I want to hear it until I hear it again, when I might not want to hear it, but I remember wanting to hear it at some other time. Does that make sense? "Steal My Sunshine" by Lem is another song like that.

Thinking about it, I really like some wussy songs. I don't know why. I buy most of the harder stuff I like, but the slower stuff, not usually. I need more slow sad girls singing, because that's awesome sometimes. Then again, listening to a female death metal singer is pretty awesome, too! I think I appreciate the female singer in a more general way than male singers. Does that make sense? Does anyone else think they more prefer one gender singing over another?

Kickball tomorrow! It's the toga game. It's hard to play kickball in a toga. Probably why they did Olympics and stuff in the nude. Is that true? Am I mixing my eras? I'm getting fuzzy on the details of everything, but yet I always seem to pull out random useless facts about different things from time to time. That's why my nickname used to be Spoon in college. I was the Spoon of Knowledge, because I always seem to know a little bit about things, but nothing very deeply. It's cool. I have a collection of spoons. I would get them from places I would go, special events, etc. Is it clear here that I just take them? I'm not buying those ones you see in gift stores. I just...take spoons. Is that bad? Does it hurt your random Denny's to lose the occasional spoon?

The song of the day, before this goes too late, will be "Love Kills" by Vinnie Vincent Invasion. It's from the soundtrack for Nightmare on Elm Street IV: The Dream Master. I shouldn't know that, but I do. Vinnie Vincent played guitar for KISS for a while, and the lead singer of VVI is Marc Slaughter, who later went on to form Slaughter. Also, random information that I just happen to know. Maybe I could be the next Matt Pinfield?! :)

I kid. I don't know as much as that guy always seemed to. I wonder if he really knew all that, or was he fed the information beforehand??


Three Replies to 26-III-2008 or Late Nite Shenanigans

Denise Sawicki | March 27, 2008
Well I like the boy singers usually. Wussy ones mostly :P

I saw that magazine cover I think you're referring to in the checkout and I did think it was kinda weird but I guess the first thing that popped into my head was more of a gender thing. You have this big monster of a man and an ethereal mermaid of a woman :P I dunno. Still I agree if they OK'd it nobody should get too upset.

Jackie Mason | March 29, 2008
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Scott Hardie | March 29, 2008
I think the people offended by the magazine cover's "racism" are not the same people who read that magazine, or are interested in James or Bundchen.


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