Sunday, August 25, 2013

Jesus you people are hard to please - also - the VMAs. Really?

Hey. Hey Guys. Well, I haven't posted for awhile - I mean, here I was, working hard, writing little entertaining blurbs, posting pictures, trying to keep people interested... and what do I get? Fewer views. What's a girl to do?

Back to her roots, I say.

So, a rant for the masses. What about? The VMAs.

Cause what in the fuck is the point of a Video Music Award in a world where people don't - and basically can't - watch music videos?!? Someone explain this shit to me.

See, back in my day (yes, the back in my day speech) - we LIVED and BREATHED music videos. I spent entire summer vacations literally flipping back and forth between MTV and VH1, just depending on who was playing the best video at that moment. Yeah, we went to the pool, the amusement park, the mall (I was a certifiable mall rat for awhile there in '94 or so) whatever - and when songs were playing at those places, guess what we talked about? The god-damned music video for that song!

Now you turn on those channels and what do you get - a whole bunch of bullshit reality shows, talk shows (I guess), competition shows, on and on. Nothing interesting, nothing that isn't spoon fed to you and easily digestible. Nothing your sweet little brain needs to process, interpret, guess at understanding.

I feel so sad, and so sorry for today's youth.

Remember Black Hole Sun by Soundgarden? Smells Like Teen Spirit by Nirvana?

VOGUE BY MADONNA?? THRILLER BY MICHAEL JACKSON????

Shit, even I'll Be Missing You by Puff Daddy (he was Puff Daddy then friends). Yeah, kind of a crap song and a rip-off of The Police, but hey, it was memorializing Biggie, and I still watched it probably 800 times the summer of '97 - I was (just) 15, couldn't drive, and that's what I did. Went to the pool, watched music videos, ate, called the occasional boy. Ah, summer. Ah, the good old days.

So, again, I ask you - Wht is the fucking point of the VMA's anymore? Anyone? Anyone? Bueller?
The Queen - Madonna, VMAs 1990

Michael Jackson and Slash, VMAs 1995

Nirvana (Bass n the Face), VMAs 1992

Friday, August 9, 2013

What's going on?!? but really though (Warning: Graphic Image)

I am just in a state of total WTF right now. Maybe it was all the Panic911 and The First 48 I watched last night. More likely it was the news that a man killed his wife, took a picture of it and posted that shit on Facebook. I don't know, and I don't understand. Has it always been like this? Are we just more aware of it because information is so available via social media, the internet, TV? Or is this world changing as a result of those things, or over-population, or ?????

I have been in some bad situations in my time, I have been lied to, cheated, threatened and made to feel like nothing by people (men, primarily) I truly loved... but never once did I think, well, I guess the solution to this is to murder the bastard. And I mean, I am one crazy broad. I just - I can't fathom it, and it is so so scary.

This is the picture and post from Derek Medina - the wife killer (excuse the screenshot from my phone). It took Facebook something like 3 hours to get picture down, so the picture was easy enough for people to get. It just takes this first post for more psychotic freaks to decide to post pictures of their murder victims online. I, for one, can't handle it. It's one of those moments where you just think, man, I don't want to live on this planet anymore...




Wednesday, August 7, 2013

Don't touch that dial...

So Home Shopping Network has now created something called the HSN remote, so all you have to do is click a button to buy shit. This, of course, is a genius money making move for them.

It's also about to be a disaster for all the shopping addicts and hoarders out there. Lots of pain, heartbreak and embarrassment coming their way.

Silver lining - rehab facilities, as well as the shows Intervention and Hoarders, are about to see an increase in business/subject matter.

Good luck to all, let the games begin!



Monday, August 5, 2013

Ain't Nothin' but a Postal Party

Not even sure how or why this happened. There were like 5 or 6 USPS trucks all parked one right after the other - ??????? And all the mail people I saw walking around weren't doing anything out of the ordinary, just delivering mail. I mean, what has to take place in the universe for this to occur?

I don't know, but it definitely made me a little nervous that maybe MULTIPLE workers were about to go postal in the same place at the same time. Seems to me weirder shit has been happening lately...






Thursday, August 1, 2013

A little afternoon rant - bucket lists

Anyone else feel like bucket lists are kind of bullshit? For one thing, if you are a person who actually creates a list of amazing, interesting, wild, dynamic and unique experiences to have in your life before you die, depending on the length and subject matter in the list, you could be setting yourself up for failure! Disappointment! Who needs that kind of added stress?

Secondly, I feel like what happens, more often than not, is that people do things, whether planned or accidental (OMG I just met _____ celebrity! amazing!), and realize - holy shit, that was really cool! I'm going to "scratch that off my bucket list..." - even though that shit was NOT ON any list to begin with. You may think that's just me being overly particular with order of events, but the way I see it, order matters. You don't have a bucket list, but you claim you're scratching something off of one? That's fraud yo, and I'm not having it.

Also, the term "bucket list" comes from the saying "kicking the bucket". So, basically, as I said, shit you should do before you die. How depressing is that? And think of all the other things we relate buckets to - Cleaning. Hauling things. Puking. Chumming (if you're into shark fishing - actually that sounds cool, but I digress).

How are we relating this to wonderful life experiences again?

No bucket list for me thanks. I'm just gonna go ahead and do cool shit whenever possible.