The Worst Thing I've Ever Seen Ever

Somehow or another I ran into quotes about this band brokeNCYDE. One came from one of my favorite writers, Warren Ellis. When a 40something English guy talks about it, it's hit the big time. This is brokeNCYDE.



Wow this band sucks. The video looks like it had a budget of $1.85. It's full of ugly half-asian guys with emo haircuts, half skinny half fat. And that one guy keeps screaming while smiling. The new Beavis and Buttheads they're rumored to be making are going to have a field day with shit like this.

Talkin' 'Bout My Generation

So a movie was recently announced entitled The Social Network, written by Aaron Sorkin and directed by David Fincher. It's long been shorthanded to "The Facebook Movie." On various message boards (probably mostly the Hell that is AICN) posters have long been bragging about how pointless new social media is and how they have integrity in abstaining from it (it's either integrity, being old and grumpy and/or not having many friends. Can't remember which) or making stupid comments on how a movie based on a website can't be any good.

Is everyone on crazy pills?

First of all, anything can be turned into a good movie. Anything. Books, songs, theme park rides, products. I can't imagine someone saying they were doing a movie about cocaine. "Why watch a movie when I can snort it?" Or a movie about basketball. "Why watch a movie when I can watch a game?"

Besides that, it totally misses the point. This looks like a Pirates of Silicon Valley-type expose that goes into all the shady dealings behind the history of Facebook and the bizarre "creator" behind it, Mark Zuckerberg. And personally it gets into one of my favorite subjects: immediate history. There was a reason why I enjoyed W as much as I did. I think it's fascinating to take a look at where you're going while you're going there. And the trailer kicks ass, too.

Life Is Worth Living For... Heels

The greatest job in the world, for me, would be to be the bad guy in pro wrestling. You go up there, cut a promo insulting the audience, your bosses and co-workers, cheat and hit people with large objects, and go on to do it another day. It's the perfect job for people with frustration and anger issues, as you get to get violent, but safe violent. You can bitch and scream to your heart's content, and it only makes you more capable at your job.

Chris Jericho is perhaps one of the more recognizable faces today. He's been on reality competitions, TMZ, and is now the host of Downfall on ABC. This is when he's decided that enough was enough, and it was time to ram someone's head into a flat-screen monitor.


Before emo, there was grunge, and between the two cultures, Raven lives. This guy was my hero in high school, because who doesn't feel like an outcast in high school, whether you were one or not? I've also actually met this guy on two separate occasions, in a Waffle House and comic shop. No wonder I liked the guy.


My current favorite has to be "The Straight-Edge Superstar" CM Punk. First, the long hair and beard look badass, not to mention the G.I. Joe tattoo. He actually runs somewhat near the Jericho "I'm better than you" attitude, but skews more towards insane cult leader and arrogant lifestyle advocate. I love the way he mocks the audience.


There will be an unenlightened few who have no idea who any of these people are. A few more of you might know who Andy Kaufman is, star of Taxi and the most famous heel in history.


And to those of you that roll your eyes and challenge my intellect, I will just assume that you are among the special, anointed few who have never watched a reality show, a family sitcom, or anything on MTV or VH1. In that case... nice to meet you, Harold Bloom.

With The Lights Out

So I guess I never turned the power on in my name, so ten weeks later they shut it off. Luckily, I had work that day and hung out with my friend that night, so I wasn't that bad off.

In fact, if you ever want a temporary pick-me-up, go without something you take for granted for a day. Then, when you get it back, you're just so happy you have it you could be set on fire and still walk with a spring in your step.

Pure Motherfucking Magic

So a female friend of mine said this blog might seem like kind of a downer, at least skimming it. So in order to counteract that, I present this song that will hopefully explain my underlying optimism deep inside.

Insane Clown Posse - Miracles - watch more funny videos

And yes, smartasses, this is old. I found out about it in April thanks to "Toucher and Rich" on 98.5 The Sports Hub. But really, this song will never not be funny to me... kinda like "Another Love Song," also by Insane Clown Posse. Wouldn't it be weird if those two guys were subversive geniuses? I wonder if they've written any episodes of Party Down under aliases.

Can't Sleep, Clown Will Eat Me

I've been having difficulties sleeping lately. I don't know why that is. Or I do know, and it's an existential horror unlike any imagined. Or maybe I can't sleep, because the clown will eat me.

Fun fact: that phrase ended up becoming so popular it was used in an Alice Cooper song. And two signs at a wrestling show.

Well, at least I'm not alone in this.

Well, I'm sure everything worked out for-

...crap.

Blogs Are A Pain In The Ass

Sorry, Buddha.

I'm trying to update this thing on a semi-regular basis, but I don't always have things to write about. I don't really want to vent on any and all things I may come across that bum me out, piss me off, or some combination of the two (it's usually a combination of the two) because then it's some aggro-emo trip. Which is what I'm trying to not be about. Plus, my slight OCD tendencies don't want me to have posts too similar with each other too close together, hence why I'm not doing another "Life Is Worth Living For..." post now. (Hint: it'll be about heels. Not the shoe kind.)

So for now, enjoy this peaceful song by some French people that were later sued by the Asian guy chanting for most of it.