7.20.2005

your news, in brief.

the winds of change are a-blowin'.
i don't know if that means i'll be getting pink hair extensions or going off to live in thailand, but something is afoot. i can tell.

so something happened on monday. i want to tell you the whole deal before you hear it from someone else. i don't want anyone getting false information.

i saw "charlie & the chocolate factory." and i liked it. wild, no? you know about my deep-rooted fear of all things wonka. but it's true, i liked it. i thought it was good. not great, but not vomit-inducing like the original. the oompa loompas were fine... even.... cute. there you have it -- this is step one in getting over my wonka phobias. i've still got to take it one step at a time, but i'm making progress.

so bush nominated john g. roberts to fill the void in the supreme court left by good ol' sandy o'connor. i was going to write a fantastic entry on this topic because i read somewhere this morning that he's julia roberts' brother. it turns out that isn't true.

in other recent news, john doohan (a.k.a. scotty on "star trek") died. as an integral piece of my childhood, he will stay honored in my heart. and i am omitting the obvious joke out of respect for "star trek," "star trek II: the wrath of khan," "star trek III: search for spock," "star trek IV: the voyage home," and "star trek V: the final frontier." yeah, i watched them all. i'm one cultured gal.

on a personal note, i'm cleaning out my itunes library. i watch a lot of mp3 blogs and realized yesterday that i have roughly eight million songs residing on my computer that i've never listened to. i've run across a lot of awesome songs and an equal number of horrendous songs. here are my findings:

-there are a lot of fucking weird cover songs out there. i have willie nelson singing "smells like teen spirit" by nirvana, the wiggles (that cheesy group of homo sapian barneys that kids seem to fawn over across the country) singing "walk on the wild side" by lou reed (cleaned up nearly beyond recognition), and some bjork-wannabe who attempts "heart of gold" by neil young. i'm sure there are weirder ones somewhere in the depths of my computer. i'll let you know.

-green day is definitely one of my new favorite bands. i'm a little late on this one, i know, but better late than never.

-"chariot" by gavin degraw is a pretty solid tune. i've been vaguely aware of the name for the last, what, six months? i finally heard it. and i like it.

-the more bizarre your band's name is increases the likelihood that you a) suck or b) sound like a ripoff of a bunch of other indie bands. and while we're on the subject, death from above 1979's song "black history month" sounds like a faux-techno version of every hot hot heat song i've ever heard.

by the way, i know i'm at a loss for cash these days, but suggesting that i sell my u2 tickets is absolutely not the right thing to say to me. come now, alexis. i'd rather starve.

Comments:
i saw gavin degraw in concert while in boston last summer.

he's smokin' hot.
 
about time you came around on greenday anne. if you havent already heard it, get your hands on the song "Stuart & the Avenue". its one of my favorites
 
DFA79 rules. Their live show is this crazy coke and pot filled mosh orgy. It's beyond belief. Rocking good time.
 
i've felt like i'm on the horizon to something big as well. or, at least different. p.s. selling u2 tickets= not a solution.
 
I agree with Jordan up there - it's about time you came around on Green Day.

And I'm intrigued by this Willie Nelson version of "Smells Like Teen Spirit." Is that any good?
 
i dont think i would have the balls to suggest to you to sell your U2 tickets. i say some pretty stupid and rash things but ...yikes. Can you imagine how you would have "tried" to beat me up for even hinting at it?

Pho
 
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