Who chased down a member of OK Go last night so she could try to get him to watch her band’s video (because the last video OK Go did was made in a similar way) and ended up having a 15 minute conversation with him about space noises, having fun with music, and the top secret video that his band will be filming soon in Portland?
—-> THIS LADY RIGHT HERE. <—-
OK Go/Corpus Callosum Tour 2011, you guys. I can feel it.
I just saw an iPad in real life for the first time. I can’t believe it took this long.
On a somewhat unrelated note, the guy using it is sitting next to me on muni and totally crowding up my personal bubble by sitting with his legs spread as far apart as his tight jeans will allow. He is also reading the news with sunglasses on, and it’s foggy today.
Your Mom™ has long served as one of the few true benchmarks of any new platform. Indeed, while I’ve owned Your Mom™ on a variety of platforms - the NES, the iPhone, and, on one memorable occasion, in a dirty bathroom stall at a bar called “Fingerless Joe’s” - it was with some excitement that I…
There is nothing more annoying to me than the sound of a Harley-Davidson motorcycle with a straight pipe, and nothing more loathsome to me than the fucking assholes that need so desperately to be looked at that they’ll irritate an entire city block with the unnecessary fucking death rattle of their piece of shit motorcycle.
I understand the thrill of feeling the wind in your hair and an engine between your legs but l’m tempted to go to the bar around the corner on biker night and sneak up behind each dude and blow a loud, wet, prolonged raspberry directly into his ear until he gets how obnoxious that noise is to other people.
Loud things annoy me as much as the next guy, but I grew up in a town where a lot of people would ride their motorcycles on the weekend for fun. The thing is, people in cars can’t see motorcycles very well. A lot of accidents (a lot of FATAL accidents) are saved by loud pipes. I’d rather be annoyed every once in a while by a loud exhaust than hear about another death that could have been prevented.
I am sick today, and when I’m sick I miss having a cat to cuddle. My cat Scamper lives with my mom because I can’t have pets in my apartment. Scamper, though she is completely insane, always came and hung out with me when I was sick or sad, and I want her now.
Anyway, the real point I’m trying to make here is Mr. CrookedIndifference, sir, you are making me so jealous right now.