No Title…
I saw this video today. Man, this takes me back. This was one of the first tapes I ever bought. I got the single and on side A was the original and I think a remix version of this and a new song on the flip side. I think I still love this song.
Set adrift on memory bliss on you…
I think I’m going to make this a feature. But I need a corny ass name for these posts. Back In The Day Monday? Back to the 90’s? I don’t know. I suck at titles and have no idea what I’m going to call this (if you have a great name please tell me. I need all the help I can get.) But I really want to start posting all these great 90’s songs. And by great I mean everything from straight up cheese to genuine good songs. Just the things everyone sung along to, good or bad. Yes, someone else has probably done this. And I’m going to go out on a limb here and say they did it better. But, well, why shouldn’t I do this? It’s not gonna hurt anyone.
By the way, if you forget the melody for a moment, that beat is still pretty damn good.
My Brief Thoughts On The Oscars
Since many people will have some type of recap of the Oscars up I thought I would join in on the fun. Except I didn’t see a good portion of it because, well, I’m not an awards show person and will usually wait the next day to see what everyone wore. But I watched about half of the show so here goes:
- Having never seen “Slumdog Millionaire” I must ask all of you is it as good of a movie as I’m being led to believe with them winning seemingly every award out there?
- Kate Winslet is made of awesome. And I love her. And she should have won several nominations ago. But whatevs, we’re cool now Oscars voters.
- Tonight made me really miss Heath Ledger and the speech given by his parents and sister was sweet and touching. Yes, I got teary eyed right along with everyone else.
- Speaking of “SM,” Freida Pinto is ridiculously gorgeous. And yet I don’t hate her. I’m hoping she can have a career in Hollywood, but considering she’s a POC I doubt it. Sigh.
- Sean Penn for Best Actor? Eh, okay.
- Apparently there was some sort of song from High School Musical #whogivesacrap. I’m imagining it was bad.
- Good on Hugh Jackman for his hosting abilities.
- Alicia Keys, another ridiculously gorgeous woman who I don’t hate.
- Very cool of the Oscars to show a preview of the upcoming movies of ‘09. And we got a Joseph Gordon-Levitt sighting! I’ve loved him since he was on “Roseanne,” and then later “3rd Rock.” Oh yeah, I said “Roseanne.”
- Reese and Angelina could have chosen better dresses than that.
- Amy Adams, Taraji Henson, Penelope Cruz, Marisa Tomei, and Natalie Portman chose well. As did KW, but y’all know I love her so I don’t have to put her down here.
- And since I’ve brought her up, I think I became a fan of P. Cruz tonight. (I took a peeked at the show at the beginning. What can I say? Sue me.)
- I don’t understand why I should care about Miley Cyrus. Or how she became famous enough to be at the Oscars.
- British and Irish accents are by far my fave.
- It is always-Always!-funny whenever someone says “boom goes the dynamite.” Not a huge fan of Will Smith, but I love him for that one. (If you haven’t seen it before, the original BGTD clip.)
That’s all I got. Anything y’all particularly liked or didn’t like last night?
Edit: I’m not a fan of Beyonce. But I’m left puzzled why she would choose that straight up fug dress. Beyonce dear, you’re yet another gorgeous girl. Enhance it.
Don’t Tell Anyone
For the past few days I’ve been listening to a particular song. It all started innocently. I was going back through the archives of Songs You Used To Love, to the very first song that was posted. It took up about three days of normal computer time and it was nice. I heard some songs I hadn’t heard in literally years, like Will Smith’s Miami. And songs that I had listened to the other day like Aaliyah’s Try Again (shut up. I loved that song and still miss Aaliyah. She was Beyonce before Beyonce. Except with the ability to act). So eventually I got to one song and for some reason it has taken over my life. I keep playing it over and over and singing it over and over and even, when no one is watching, dancing to it.
Here, have a listen.
Maybe it’s the whole youth thing. This song came out when I was about 10, 11 so I’m feeling a bit nostalgic. And I’m finally realizing why this song was as big as it was-catchy, lyrics not to difficult to learn/sing, especially when drunk, beats that kids/teens (dare I say tweens? why wasn’t that word around when I was a tween?) would love, and sung by five chicks that were good looking. But now I’m going through their vids on Youtube trying to find my favorite video by them (totally “Say You’ll Be There” btw) and clicking on their official site and contemplating, seriously contemplating, buying their albums especially the greatest hits one because I have a major thing about having an artist(s) greatest hits.
Someone, please help me. I’m on a slippery slope to Backstreet Boys (which I have no problem with actually) and NSYNC. Which is just…gah. Just gah.
God. Let me go buy those KOL tickets. Like, now.
Cause If I’m Paying For It…
I might as well update this space. The only problem is that I have nothing to update y’all with. Seriously, my life is so damn boring that I’m letting paid space go to waste. Which doesn’t make sense, but I tend to not make sense.
Moving on.
I commented on a word association post and the proprietor (hi Lisa!) gave me five words to associate on as well. And what better way to somehow get out of this non blogging funk then to do a semi-meme. Here are my words:
Cotton candy
Take it outside
Raking leaves
Attic
Boston Tea Party
1. Cotton candy-I’m not a big fan. It’s too sticky and doesn’t have that much substance. However, there is this scene in The Simpsons where Homer gets Marge this Kitchen Carnival machine thingy for Mother’s Day and the family go crazy with making the cotton candy and caramel. And Homer makes this huge cotton candy/caramel ball thing one night and Bart and Lisa come down the next morning and Homer tells them, “Come suck on daddy’s sugar ball.” Point of that is I totally want a Kitchen Carnival and if I had one I would try to eat more cotton candy. But normally not a big fan.
2. Take it outside-I’ve never had anyone ever tell me that. Maybe it’s because I don’t get in a lot of fights? I didn’t play a lot inside? I dunno.
3. Raking leaves-You know, I like raking leaves. I really do. Mostly because we don’t have that many leaves falling down here in the South. Seriously, drive around anywhere in the Lowcountry and you’ll see trees with tons of leaves still hanging on that are all the lovely autumn colors. I’ve never jumped into a pile of raked leaves though. Don’t really like falling down in any capacity.
4. Attic-I’ve never been in an attic. Every house I’ve lived in didn’t have one. Hell, what do you keep in an attic? And what if you have both an attic and a basement? Do people just have that much crap?
5. Boston Tea Party-this one made me chuckle. I realized today that I never really studied this part of the Revolutionary War in high school/college. Every teacher/professor kinda glossed over it to deal with the other parts. But here’s what I’m wondering, when they dumped the tea did the water taste like tea? And did anyone drink it? Cause it really was a waste of tea if no one drunk it. Also, I hate studying the Revolutionary War.
So, that’s it. I kinda want to do this again so if you would kindly leave me five more words to associate with I’d be most appreciative and I’ll do another one of these posts. Cause like y’all know, I so don’t have anything to really write about. And unless specifically mentioned I’ll leave you five random words at your place. Maybe this can turn into the new 25 things blah blah blah, only on blogs.
Or, you know, just another meme.
I Likes To Tinker
So, new theme. I’ve been wanting to change it since December and just kept putting it off. My original plan was to change it for the New Year, but I tend to be lazy and stuff. So, I decided to change it for February.
At least that’s the story I’m going with.
Anyhoo, I don’t know if I completely love everything about this theme, but it’ll do until I find another free one or buy one. And…that’s about it. Normal non posting will continue tomorrow.
The Exclusive Interview You’ll Only Get Here!
So I’m being interviewed. By ATW. And I practically begged for it. But only because I have a blog which I have no idea on what to write about. One of these days I’ll figure it out. One of these days.
Until that times comes here are the interview rules if you would like to continue this on:
1. leave me a comment saying you want to be interviewed.
2. I’ll email you five questions, of my determination not yours!
3. You update your blog with the answers to the questions.
4. You offer to interview someone else in the same post.
5. When others comment asking to be interviewed, you will ask them five questions.
And here we go…
We can totally switch! I would love to live in Michigan, especially now that y’all are getting some major snow fall there. Completely and totally jealous. I guess the simple answer to why I like the cold so much is because we get so little of it here in South Carolina, and the South in general. And I’m including this past week of cold weather (finally). Take this past fall and winter so far. In November during the week of the election it was in the 50s. In December it went back up to the upper 60s and 70s. It stayed there until this week. I guess I believe in the commercialism of winter, of the snow and the coats and the hot chocolate and all that. And I’ve never really had that. I want what I can’t have.
Besides, the warm Southern winters get old sometimes.
To be honest I don’t actually know. But, I’m pretty sure it had to do with question and answer of #1. I probably saw Michigan playing in the snow and started rooting for them at that point. I just remember being a fan. Like, I remember the day my mother and I was in Toys-R-Us and I begged her to buy me one yellow pom pom and one blue pom pom and when she finally did (as a birthday gift) waving those pom poms around like crazy and pretending to be a cheerleader. I remember yelling out “Go Blue!” during games that didn’t involve Michigan in the least, like when I did that during a South Carolina-Clemson game. But to as how the fandom started? Couldn’t tell you. Although my dad hates Michigan and that’s an added bonus.
Lazy casual? Lazy comfortable? I don’t think I have a style yet. I know what types of style that I like. I know what I would like to imitate. But as to what I do or have? Pretty much nada. I’m the complete and total jeans and t-shirt girl. It takes some effort to find an outfit that suitable for more than just hanging out around the house. I know, I suck.
You are so so mean for this question. Why can’t I have all three? They’re all so unique and great and OMG HOTT in their own special way.
Actually, the marry one is easy-Curtis Granderson. Cause I’m convinced that he would fall heads over heels in love with me and we’ll get married and have the most adorable children EVER if I could just get the chance to meet him.
No, I’m not crazy.
The Boff/Kill one is harder. But after much deep thought and soul searching I’m going with Rafa Nadal with boff and will sadly send my absolutely perfect Brazilian to the gas chamber. Why Rafa? Because of this. And my fantasy of doing him on a clay court. But mostly the picture.
Now this one is a big question mark for me. I don’t think I’ve had it yet. I’ve had a bunch of okay days and a few good days, but best day? Hmm…
As of right now I’m going to go with the day Duke won their last championship, back in 2001. Now, the championship was just the cherry on top of that day. Because on that day I found out that my tormentor from middle school had failed 8th grade twice and was still there*. Do you know how awesome that feeling is? It is one of the most awesomest feelings ever. I had also been accepted into a Journalism and Honors English class that day. So it was a good one. I really don’t want to think that the best day of my life so far has been a Monday at the beginning of April my sophomore year in high school. But so is my life so far.
I hope that I can answer this one day and say when [insert guy here] asked for my hand in marriage or told me he loved me. Or when I got my dream job and/or moved and started my life in [insert major Northern city here]. Or I won $10 million and never had to work another day. Until then, my life will remain pretty damn sad.
*Cause seriously, I still hate that guy and wish piranhas would bite at his balls. It’s the very least he deserves for the three years of hell he put me through. No, I’m not still bitter at something that happened in middle school. Why you ask?
Honesty Is The Best Policy
So I’ve been tagged. Yay! Because that whole writing more on this here blog resolution I had? Not going so well. I’ve been strapped for ideas. At least good ones. So thank God for this meme from Fraulein N at Below the Eight.
The Rules:
1. You must write 10 honest things about yourself that are interesting.
2. Pass the award along to 7 other bloggers that you feel embody the spirit of Honest Scrap.
I have no idea what a Honest Scrap is. If you know please tell. Anyway, here goes.
1. Half the time I could honestly care less about how I look. Mostly because I’m lazy but also because I just don’t care what others think about me. At least when it comes to my physical appearance. Now, that doesn’t mean I don’t like wearing cute clothes or shopping for shoes or want to lose that 10 pounds I’ve been meaning to lose for a year now (actually, that’s more of a health reason but you get what I’m saying.). But who gives a damn what the mailman thinks about me being in sweats at 3 PM and my hair being a giant afro? No one, that’s who.
2. Speaking of afro, I really hate classifying my hair. It seems that on every single natural hair website or board the first thing you have to do is tell everyone what texture your hair is. Why? It’s kinky. It ain’t curly, it ain’t wavy, it’s kinky. But if you must know it’s 4a/b. There. I will never say it again.
3. I feel like a secret Republican saying this, but I do think that if someone is in this country they should at least try to speak English. With that said, I fully believe that we should learn a second language in this country. It should be a requirement, and more than that minimum high schools and/or colleges make you do. But if you’re wanting to live in a different country it might be beneficial to learn the language. I want to live in France for a year. I’m not going to do that without knowing (at the least) basic French.
4. When I was in third grade my class took a field trip to…someplace, I don’t remember where. When we were coming back it was really cold and rainy and while on the bus the windows fogged up. You remember being a kid and when this happened you used to draw on the windows and stuff? Well me and another girl started writing stuff like “ugly” and “bitch” and drawing an arrow towards this other girl who was sleeping on the fogged windows. After a while of doing this and laughing our teacher scolded us and ever since I’ve made a conscientious effort to never hurt someone with my words. I wish I could meet this girl again and apologize for what I did because I still feel guilty about it.
5. I don’t like grapefruit. I don’t like grapefruit juice. I don’t even like the flavor or smell of grapefruit in cosmetic products. I don’t care how good it is for you. I do like the pink color of the inside, but that’s it. But what good is the color when you hate the taste and smell of the fruit?
6. Even though my top priority is to move out of South Carolina (despite what my resolutions for 2009 says) I’m kinda afraid to leave my mother behind. And she doesn’t want to move to Chicago or New York or Ann Arbor or any place further north than North Carolina. And I try to rationalize this fear by telling myself that she’ll need me but it’s the other way around. Because what if something happens and I NEED MY MOTHER?!?! Yeah…
7. I have a hard time making and keeping friends. Not because I’m obnoxious or anything, but because I so rarely speak when meeting people face to face. And when one person carries the conversation entirely it gets tiresome. Or so I’ve been told. It’s just that I don’t really have anything important and/or interesting to add to conversations.
8. I take sports a bit too seriously at times. When Duke lost to VCU two years ago in the first round of the NCAA tournament I didn’t go to any sports blog or website for a week. When Michigan lost to Appalachian State the only thing that kept my spirits up was other Michigan fans venting their suffering. Yes, a football and basketball game has that kind of power over me.
9. Over the years I have wished that my mother had named me the following: Isabelle, Isabella, Margaret, Gabriella, Lucia, Alexandria, Emily, Zora, Zoe, and Tatiana. All of this started after the second grade where my teacher then, in an effort to save face because she couldn’t pronounce my name, started calling me “Sharky.” Which made all the other kids call me that. I didn’t like it one bit and told her so. She didn’t stop.I still hate that bitch.
10. I think I’ve said this to a few people individually but not on a post or anything. If I have then I’ll add another thing. I don’t drink alcoholic drinks because I’m extremely terrified of becoming an alcoholic like my father. And a lot of his family. And because of his drinking I have no idea if I like my father. I suppose I love him because he’s, you know, my father and everything. But like him as a person? Not so sure.
I have no idea if these were instesting or not. I hope so. I’m not gonna tag anyone but if you would like to do this then do it! It’ll be fun. And harder than you think.