YouTube isn't working for me
I was going to post a vlog I did about being a part of the RRC CreComm Bloggers Round Table this morning with Erica, Liz, and
I was going to thank Kent Larsen for having us and thank the CreComm students for not making fun of me when I said stupid things
and I even re-recorded the video so I didn't burp in the middle of it
but YouTube refuses to let me upload the video with audio that syncs up to their site with audio that syncs up and the result is just too painful and creepy to watch so I'm just going to say this:
thank you Kent, thank you CreComm students, and thank you wonderful Winnipeg bloggers (so nice meeting you in person!)
and since I can't show you my video here's a video of Louis CK talking about George Carlin:
hey Alyson how was your first day back?
good but I'm not done yet
I knew school was starting today because last night I had crazy-manic dreams about sleeping in late and missing either my bank appt (student stuff) lunch with Dad or my first class. have you ever had a dream where over and over you're trying to wake up, and in the dream you wake up and somehow realize that you're not actually awake and doing stuff but still asleep, and then you wake up and do it again but none of it is real? me too.
in fact, it happens a lot when I'm either sick or stressed out. it's like my mind is trying to snap me out of dreamland to focus on something that's stressing me out but my subconscious just refuses to let go and I'm stuck in this in-between limbo of sleep/awake/sleep paralysis.
remember when that scary sleep paralysis stuff happened to me?
thank god that doesn't happen anymore.
luckily I was on time today and apparently because the building we were in today isn't available for the rest of the term which means we'll be having out classes in the Ukrainian Labour Temple which looks like this:
and we get to sit on chairs in a circle and have discussions like we're in AA
but it's time for me to jet off to HISTORY OF SCIENCE so I'll leave you with these words from Samuel L:
Now that we know who you are, I know who I am. I'm not a mistake! It all makes sense! In a comic, you know how you can tell who the arch-villain's going to be? He's the exact opposite of the hero. And most times they're friends, like you and me! I should've known way back when... You know why, David? Because of the kids. They called me Mr Glass.
my mum is from England so you know she loves three things:
1. Tea
2. Elton John
3. Freddie Mercury
my first memories of my mum when I was growing up are either of her cleaning the house on Sunday mornings smelling like furniture polish listening to Elton John or drinking tea and my first memory of trying to understand what a homosexual was, was when she'd talk about Queen and say "Freddie Mercury was gay, what a waste" (I think she had a thing for him but have never confirmed this)
truth be told I don't know if my mum even likes Queen (she's more an Elton gal) but that lady loves Freddie Mercury and why wouldn't she? who doesn't? I'll tell you who: people who hate homosexuals and people who have poor taste in music. which are probably all the same people anyway.
even if you're like my mum and aren't into good music besides Elton John (sorry mum! I still love you! do you even read this?) you still have to accept that Freddie Mercury is one of the most talented musicians ever and Queen was hands-down the shit.
sure I'm kind of against the song "we will rock you" but that's because it's so bloody good that you hear it every time something even awesome/epic happens which is basically like all the time. also at sporting events (or 'we are the champions', but not as often).
Mr Mercury would have been 65 today if he hadn't died of AIDS. can you believe that? can you imagine what rock music would have become if he'd been able to live longer? we can't because what those guys did was just too game-changing and original and trying to figure out what they would have come up with next would make you go cross-eyed from thinking too hard.
their stuff completely changed the face of music and is still hugely influential and will probably always be. I can't think of a single rock musician off the top of my head who hasn't quoted Queen/Freddie Mercury as sources of inspiration, can you? don't even try because odds are you can't, they were huge, are huge, and will always be huge.
Hip Hop Sunday #14 - Chilly Gonzales - Party In My Mind
this is probably the strangest video I've posted to Hip Hop Sunday to date
Chilly Gonzales is weird and I like that
and he's really, really good
also here is a video of him performing my other fav song 'Supervillain Music' with an orchestra. yeah.
happy Hip Hop Sunday
xo
we are going to this tonight and I am pumped.
@cenquist and @dpontecelli are picking us up in a bit and I am mildly stressed about what I am going to wear because this day happens to be the only cold, rainy garbage day we've had basically all summer. it's a dressed-up event so I can't slum around in jeans (as if I do that anyway, c'mon) but all my skirts are flowy and gorgeous and with this wind combined with the river the whole boat will see my underwear every time I step onto the deck which I will have to do a lot since Ty and Jabez smoke. so that's out.
last night the group of us sat out on the deck and drank wine and smoked cigars and I felt like a grown-up for once.
because Cenquist is house-sitting he and Daniella had the masted bedroom and Tyrone and I slept in a little girls room and when I say 'little girls room' I mean like it was nearly 100% pink, had Disney princesses everywhere, big flower bedspread, the works. like the room every girl wanted but never got. oh and it had a double (maybe queen?) sized bed, which blew my mind because I had a lame twin bed when I was growing up and acquiring a double bed when I moved out and having room for two people was a bit deal for me. anyway. I felt very scandalous sleeping next to Tyrone in a bed where a little girl sleeps and I am realizing as I type this that it might genuinely be creepy? is it? we slept far apart, I swear!
anyway
I played MegaMan X today and holy Hell that game is annoying. amazing, but so annoying in a throw your controller across the room in frustration when you get all the way to the end of the level and the stupid penguin boss kills you and you have to start all over again at the beginning of the level are you serious? this is how you know the game is for children because only kids have that kind of time to invest.
we eventually moved onto two-player games and have been obsessively playing Tetris Battle for the last half an hour and I keep losing and getting stressed but can't stop playing? at least I'm better at this than Dr Mario.
eventually I'm going to have to stop playing games and get ready to go out. should I wash my hair or keep it up?
big questions, on the weekend.
leaving right away
we're going to hang with Cenquist and Kenquist and Rhondal and drink wine and eat fancy snacks. I spent like an hour at least after work making this ridiculous spinach and artichoke dip and you would die if you saw how much butter I used wilting the spinach. self-restraint is on high alert this eve.
though I won't have to worry because I'm totally gutrot over this awesome latte that Rhondal bought for me this morning. I drank it and it was delicious
and now I'm paying for it. damn.
I don't have time to blog more so enjoy the video above of The Protomen covering Total Eclipse of The Heart which is just, wow, amazing. Poor handiwork on my part but my hands were shaking from taking a bunch of video all night and also I was leaning over the stage to get that shot because there was much pist-pumping and arm-waving which I may or may not have been taking part in (def was)
happy Friday. it's a long weekend!
party on, Wayne.
had the best sleep of my life last night
my parents bought a bunch of stuff back from their vacation which to be fair is all mom and dad vacation type things like body washes and candles and a cookbook but they also bought a bitchin king-size bed for their house (not from the states) so they gave us their old memory-foam mattress and for once it doesn't feel like my back is 90 years old for once and also Tyrone didn't roll over and squish me while he was sleeping like he usually does
or maybe I just didn't wake up when he did it because I had four Gravol chewables before going to bed and was groggy like I was drunk before falling asleep. lately I've been having mega issues sleeping, I just lie awake and think about really stupid stuff like what someone said to me that day or how much my textbooks will cost this year. basically nothing you care about.
for lunch I am eating leftover pork tenderloin which was cooked with a rub of fresh garlic paste, cilantro and cayenne pepper with dill roasted vegetables and a smoky cayenne mayo which I made all from scratch because I am clearly infallible and so perfect and can do no wrong.
this blog is now called SWAGGERVILLE
just kidding
Swaggerville is stupid and I don't think I'm the greatest thing since pockets. you know what I don't even want to talk about it anymore because every time I bring up the fact that it's stupid we can't just be proud of our team like a regular city people get upset and troll me all over FaceBook and Twitter, isn't there a corner of The Internet where I can hide from these fanatics?? Seriously guyse.
it's nearly midnight
tomorrow we are seeing The Protomen
here is what Tyrone has to say about The Protomen The Protomen are a
sigh and pull up pants
concept... band... based around Megaman
the videogame Megaman
uuuh
it's kinda like, I don't know, I'm too tired to think of the words
it's like a rock opera
they are a band based out of Nashville
and... uh...
he left the room
dial-up sounds and Neopets
are basically what I remember from when I first began really using The Internet.my parents got us a family computer when I was in the 6th grade and in true parent style it was a hunk of junk and something that my friends who knew me then still make fun of me for. guys I dated in highschool either spent their time fighting with me, on the phone with me troubleshooting my computer, and sitting in my parent's basement trying to remove all the malware and trojans and misc viruses my brothers got from looking at pr0n irresponsibly (c'mon, I've never gotten one virus from that, once).
oh and deviantart too, I think. oh no, it was elfwood. wow, just checked out that site and it's basically pictures of faeries and Middle Earth and stuff, don't even click there it's embarrassing I even went there. but aren't most sites we visited when we were younger embarrassing?
case in point: I just showed Tyrone a picture of the Neopets site (I think) when I used to use it, in grade 8. it was freaking huge I tell you, we had to fight each other for computers to use at lunch so we could collect fake money and play stupid games like a Neopets version of Snake (which I was very, very good at).
can you believe I played something that looked like this? that the guys in my class played it, too??
what was wrong with us.
oh yeah, we were stupid kids.
in highschool things got marginally better. My friend Eric (remember him?) introduced me to ebaumsworld, boingboing and penny-arcade
(remember when they got sued by American Greetings for that Strawberry Shortcake parody?)
among other things. finally I was learning how to use that vast interconnected series of tubes -and I hadn't even discovered online pr0n yet!
and with that came the days of Xanga, LiveJournal and DeadJournal (who had one of those?) blogging! everyone had one! back before we knew how to insert photos or do anything but complain about that bitch you saw while your mom was picking you up from the mall with your friends after you blew all your money (15$) at Sirens (if you were a sloot) or Frenzee (if you went to raves like I did)
yes I went to raves, but that was back before they got disgusting and sketchy and places I now generally avoid, so, not really not really since highschool in case you were wondering, and no I never looked like this:
because kandi is stupid)
and now I've totally lost my train of thought about the years of Internet Antiquity for me because I got lost looking up pictures of people I knew partying way back in the day, how did I even get in to those parties? oh right I knew people. who doesn't 'know people' though? Everyone knows someone, that doesn't make us special.
but I was 16 and thought I was. though didn't we all.
