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This season made me realize I only watch the show for the characters. It’s not much of a mystery to me as it is “What are these two very charming characters going to do and say?”
It’s wild. A buddy of mine just moved back to Boston from LA to be closer to his girlfriend. I try to tell him, the social circle that he left is just gone. I mean, people are still friends, and we turn up for important life events, but there’s no more roaming pack of 25 people going to a bar in Cambridge every week. It hasn’t sunk in with him yet, which is hard to watch.
I had my heart broken a while ago, I moved on and now I’m talking about marrying this red head who I’m still convinced isn’t real and I’m just making her up all the time, which should be embarrassing. I’ve changed careers. All that since this video was posted, and I REMEMBER reading it. Of all the internet garbage that’s been poured through my eyes, I remember this from a time of my life which is now totally unrecognizeable.
I know I’m more of a lurker than anything, but there are at least 4 or 5 Talking Heads songs that would absolutely set me off over this Videogum transition.
Yeah and maybe no publicity is bad publicity but still… My guess is he thought it was a really moving and personal message about his existential response to his dead brother (don’t use your murdered brother in a commercial) and if the internet loves ANYTHING it loves to laugh at misappropriated sincerity. Or, then again, he could be a total sociopath who saw his brother’s murder as a good business opportunity.
Ok. I’m… marginally sympathetic. With higher quality visual production being democratized more and more with technology, it’s allowing for people who no creative background or training or fully-formed frame of reference to afford having some kind of presentation that has technical chops (because that wasn’t exactly kid’s play video production) but doesn’t really have the… well. you know what I mean.
I just end up feeling bad for people like this because they get really convinced that this kind of thing is a good idea, and it’s cool, and yeah, maybe they should be able to tell the difference, but they don’t…
I want to see her Richard Sherman impersonation.
Can we try an experiment and see what would happen if the Gawker network shut down for 6 months?
Well, whatever you need a match that big for is probably another hidden nightmare among us.
Lava invariably makes me sad. “I don’t care about you. I just move forward and kill you in horrifying and ways that still make you wonder what it would be like. I don’t care about you.”
Whenever I read someone say something is “problematic” all I can think of is a big robot overlord stamping my head with a big red P. “YOU ARE. PROBLEMATIC.”
Oh man MY KINGDOM for a newfoundland hound. LOOGADITSHFASHE!
Starring Kevin Begginstrips
Meg Ryan’s fake orgasm from When Harry Met Sally, only eminating from a rusted jack in the box in an attic.
Oh, yeah, that fight lasted for years. That was one of those cases where Ted Kennedy let his rich-kidness hang out for all to see. It was preposterous.
I have a lot of pretty hard-right friends, and it’s really interesting to see them get worked up about something that should be completely void of any political ideology. (Getting worked up in a funny way isn’t exclusive to the hard right, I have some leftist friends that are just as funny to me) ANYWAY, I asked someone why they thought clean, sustainable energy was such an outrageous thing, and he stuttered and stammered something about “giving control” of our energy to “them” and I got wicked freaked out that he doesn’t realize he has absolutely zero energy independence, and so much of some of our ideas are shaped out of a response to “them,” however anyone defines that.
Now let’s watch Al Green on Soul Train.
I’m listening to Aretha Franklin like SO LOUD RIGHT NOW.
It drives me particularly crazy when I read about some guy who buys a household wind turbine, and ends up putting power back onto the grid. Like, that dude bought one thing that makes more energy than he can use. I mean, go that guy, I’m not mad at him, I just don’t really understand why that isn’t at least WAY more prevalent than it is.
My girlfriend made me some turkey chili and a loaf of cornbread, I’m going to lunch the hell out of that. So, unless you want to come over, find some of that.
That’s also what Martha says to herself after she farts in the car when she’s driving alone.
“Marry me.” -Kelly
I wonder if Darren’s version is controversial due to Noah taking a power drill to his head at the end of the movie.
I think we should petition that the next episode of Goop is Gwenyth trying to gut and clean a deer, by herself, with printed instructions from the internet. Just imagine the crying-face.