You know what I hate? - 03

• Mood: Llama
• Listening to: Clerks II Soundtrack
  
• Reading: nothing
  
• Watching: Stanley Cup Finals
  
• Playing: with myself.
• Eating: taquitos
  
• Drinking: beer
  

I think I hate you.
It’s time for another edition of YKWIH.

You know what I hate?

From Semana Santa @ Utila 2009

Harold Von Ahn. Now, this doesn’t mean I actually hate him. For the last, oh, I don’t know, I think it’s six or seven years now we’ve had a running joke with Harold about how much I hate him. It all stemmed out from the original “You know what I hate?” list. He was one of the few people who would be online whenever I wanted to complain about something and those complaints often began with a, “You know what I hate?”
As a result of this the running gag always started like that and once, prompted by the question, “What do you hate today?”, a natural response of, “you” came out. Since then he has been the subject of my hate.
So, you know what I hate? Harold Von Ahn.

Now, even though my hate is really not hate I don’t want to break with tradition so I’m going to elaborate on love.

You know what I love?
Jack in the Box. I really love Jack in the Box. Also known as Jack in the Crack, at least to me and mine. The Bacon Ultimate Cheeseburger??? Dude, my mouf is watering just thinking about it. And it’s not just the food… cuuuuuuuuurly fries… it’s fucking Jack, too. Watching Jack in the commercials is like awesome. Yes, it’s so good it makes me talk like a Valley Girl. Well, that’s it. That’s what I love. I rand out of crap to say about it so we’ll leave it at that.


I Remember You
by Skid Row

Woke up to the sound of pouring rain
The wind would whisper and I'd think of you
And all the tears you cried, that called my name
And when you needed me I came through

I paint a picture of the days gone by
When love went blind and you would make me see
I'd stare a lifetime into your eyes
So that I knew you were there for me
Time after time you were there for me

Remember yesterday - walking hand in hand
Love letters in the sand - I remember you
Through the sleepless nights and every endless day
I'd wanna hear you say - I remember you

We spend the summer with the top rolled down
Wished ever after would be like this
You said I love you babe, without a sound
I said I'd give my life for just one kiss
I'd live for your smile and die for your kiss

Remember yesterday - walking hand in hand
Love letters in the sand - I remember you
Through the sleepless nights and every endless day
I'd wanna hear you say - I remember you

We've had our share of hard times
But that's the price we paid
And through it all we kept the promise that we made
I swear you'll never be lonely

Woke up to the sound of pouring rain
Washed away a dream of you
But nothing else could ever take you away
'Cause you'll always be my dream come true
Oh my darling, I love you

Remember yesterday - walking hand in hand
Love letters in the sand - I remember you
Through the sleepless nights and every endless day
I'd wanna hear you say - I remember you

Remember yesterday - walking hand in hand
Love letters in the sand - I remember you
Through the sleepless nights and every endless day
I'd wanna hear you say - I remember you

You know what I hate? - 02

• Mood: Llama
• Listening to: Clerks II Soundtrack
  
• Reading: nothing
  
• Watching: Stanley Cup Finals
  
• Playing: with myself.
• Eating: taquitos
  
• Drinking: beer
  

I think I hate you.
It’s time for another edition of YKWIH.

You know what I hate?
People who write down personal messages in the personal messages section of social-networking sites and/or instant messaging services. So, yeah, the hating is kind of long, but still, I hate that shit. “Thanks for the best 10 years of my life, baby!” Gaaaagh! It makes me want to punch a wall in the face. The worst part is I’m guilty of this sort of thing every once in a while. It’s usually limited to sporting event results, but still, I’m sharing my personal feelings. Just thinking about it is giving me goose pimples of hate. “There’s nothing truer than our love forever.” WHAT THE FUCK DOES THAT EVEN MEAN??? (I do the all CAPS to show that I’m screaming). There’s really not much more I can elaborate on this one other than:
I really hate people who write down personal messages in the personal messages section of social networking sites and/or instant messaging services.

Now for some love.

You know what I love?
Burger King. Even with the controversy surrounding the denial of global warming by a couple of the Memphis stores I still love Burger King. I think my love for BK is in direct relation with my hate of McDonald’s. I would elaborate on that but this is the love portion of the post so I’m gonna continue with my love of the Whopper and all its variations: Whopper, Jr.; Texas Whopper; Angry Whopper; and many other Whoppers that have come and gone. I don’t know if it’s the fact that I can have it my way or their unapologetic stance on the fattening of America. Yes, we make high calorie food with loads of fat, do you still want one? BRILLIANT! Add to that the creepiness of the King and that giant, smiling head and they almost have to add heart-disease disclaimers at the beginning of each commercial. Heart-disease that in most likeliness they caused.
So here’s to Burger King, the thing that I love.

late.


Scotty Doesn't Know
by Lustra

Scotty doesn't know that Fiona and me
Do it in my van every Sunday.
She tells him she's in church but she doesn't go
Still she's on her knees and Scotty doesn't know!

Oh Scotty doesn't know!
So Don't Tell Scotty!
Scotty doesn't know!
Scotty doesn't know!
So Don't Tell Scotty!

Fiona says she's out shopping,
But she's under me and I'm not stopping...

Because Scotty doesn't know!
Scotty doesn't know! (X3)
So don't tell Scotty!
Scotty doesn't know!

Don't tell Scotty!

I can't believe he's so trusting,
While I'm right behind you thrusting.
Fiona's got him on the phone,
And she's trying not to moan.
It's a three-way call and he knows nothing!

Scotty doesn't know!(X3)
So don't tell Scotty!
Scotty doesn't know!(X3)

We'll put on a show!
Everyone will go!
Scotty doesn't know!(x3)

The parkin lot
Why not? It's so cool when you're on top!
His front lawn in the snow
Life is so hard because Scotty doesn't know!

We did it on his birthday...

Scotty doesn't know!(X4)

Scotty doesn't know!
Scotty won't know!
Scotty doesn't know!
Scotty's gotta know!
Gotta tell Scotty!
Gotta tell him myself!
Scotty doesn't know! (X10)


[Chant] Scotty doesn't know! (x7)
[Chant] Scotty's gotta go!

You know what I hate? - 01

• Mood: Llama
• Listening to: the B/S Report
  
• Reading: nothing
  
• Watching: Bleach
  
• Playing: with myself.
• Eating: watermelon
  
• Drinking: fruit juice
  

I think I hate you.
Ok, let’s try this again. What I’ll be doing now is some sweet you know what I hates. One per post. So, since I started my list of things I hate, I’ll start with the first thing I was hating the moment I started writing down the list.

You know what I hate?
CSI: Miami. Listen, I know there are fans of this shit out there, fuck, I was a fan of this shit the first couple of seasons when Rory Cochrane was still on there. He always reminds me of Empire Records, in my top 5 movies from the 90’s. Point is, once his character was gone from the series they decided to turn that shit into a crappy Minority Report tech wielding piece of shizzat (does it sound douchy when I say crap like “shizzat”?) where they have impossible technological equipment and computers and David Caruso doesn’t seem able to keep his head straight while taking off his sunglasses and spitting out cheesy one-liners that not even, I don’t even know who can deliver cheesy one-liners while making it sound serious like this guy is obviously trying to do. Add to that major cheese acting on the part of the rest of the cast and you have yourself a B-Movie spread over twenty-some-odd episodes that have managed to convince ppl that it’s brilliant and watchable.
I fucking hate CSI: Miami.

And in keeping with the spirit of the post I’m also gonna share some love.

You know what I love?
Peanut butter and jelly sandwiches. I really do. Creamy, gooey, chunky peanut butter on one side; fruity, sticky, yummy jelly on the other, both coming together in the perfect amalgamation of taste and texture. Add to that a big fucking glass of milk and I don’t give a shit if you are lactose intolerant, there is nothing better in life. Except maybe sex. And pooing.

Ok, that’s it.
late.

P.S.: Since it’s been a while since I posted anything on this thing I’m gonna go crazy with the songs I want to post. Probably gonna do 3 or 4.


Banana Pancakes
by Jack Johnson

Well can't you see that it's just raining
there ain't no need to go outside...
But Baby, You hardly even notice
when I try to show you
this song is meant to keep ya
from doing what you're supposed to
like waking up too early
Maybe we can sleep in
I'll make you banana pancakes
pretend like it's the weekend now

And we can pretend it all the time, yeah
Can't you see that it's just raining
there ain't no need to go outside

But just maybe,
halaka ukulele
mama made a baby
Really don't mind the practice
cause you're my little lady
lady lady love me
cause I love to lay here lazy
we could close the curtains
pretend like there's no world outside

And we can pretend it all the time
and can't you see that it's just raining
there ain't no need to go outside
ain't no need ain't no need Mmmm MMmmm
Can't you see, can't you see
rain all day
and I don't mind.

The telephone singing ringing it's too early don't pick it up
we don't need to
we got everything we need right here and everything we need is enough
just so easy
when the whole world fits inside of your arms
do we really need to pay attention to the alarm?
wake up slow, mmm mmm wake up slow
But baby You hardly even notice
when I try to show you
this song is meant to keep ya
from doing what you're supposed to
like waking up too early
Maybe we can sleep in
i'll make you banana pancakes
pretend like it's the weekend now

And we can pretend it all the time
Can't you see that it's just raining
ain't no need to go outside
ain't no need ain't no need
rain all day and I really really really don't mind
Can't you see, can't you see,
you gotta wake up slow

Rooftops
by Mest


Starin' at the broke street light,
Some of those lonely nights,
I didn't know if we would make it through.

Stayin' up 'til 5 AM,
Watchin' the sun come up again,
I'd do it all again if i could.

So if I call will you be there?
I miss the nights we used to share...

Up on the rooftop,
Listening to punk rock,
Nobody believed us,
This could be our one shot,
That was all we had...
The nights that we wasted,
Got us through the days that,
Seemed never ending,
Always in a haze but,
We just didn't care...
No, we just didn't care...

The only place that we could go,
Starin' at a world we didn't know,
Wondering if this was all we had.

40 ounce, intoxicated dreams,
All our faded memories,
That's what made us who we are today.

So if I call will you be there?
(If I call will you be there?)
I miss the nights we used to share...

Up on the rooftop,
Listening to punk rock,
Nobody believed us,
This could be our one shot,
That was all we had...
The nights that we wasted,
Got us through the days that,
Seemed never ending,
Always in a haze but,
We just didn't care...
No, we just didn't care...

All these nights,
Left alone,
Is what made us...

All these nights,
Left alone,
Is what made us...
What made us...

Up on the rooftop,
Listening to punk rock,
Nobody believed us,
This could be our one shot,
That was all we had...

Up on the rooftop,
Listening to punk rock,
Nobody believed us,
This could be our one shot,
That was all we had...
The nights that we wasted,
Got us through the days that,
Seemed never ending,
Always in a haze but,
We just didn't care...
No, we just didn't care...

You're the Only One
by Maria Mena


Well I saw you with your hands above your head
Spinning around, trying not to look down
But you did, and you fell, hard on the ground
Then you stumbled around for a good ten minutes
And I said I'd never seen anyone look so dumb before
And you laughed and said I still know how to turn you on though

You're the only one who
Drags me kicking and screaming through fast dreams
You're the only one who
Knows exactly what I mean

And I probably forgot to tell you this
Like that time when I forgot to tell you about the scar
Remember how uncomfortable that made you feel?
See you're not what I expected
But you're the only one who knows how to handle me
And you're such a great kisser and I know that you agree

You're the only one who
Drags me kicking and screaming through fast dreams
You're the only one who
Knows exactly what I mean

I hope you can forgive me for that time
When I put my hand between your legs
And said it was small
Cuz its really not at all
I guess there's just a part of me that likes to bring you down
Just to keep you around
Cuz the day that you realize how amazing you are
You're gonna leave me

You're the only one who
Holds my hair back when I'm drunk and get sick
You're the only one who
Knows exactly what I mean

You're the only one who
Drags me kicking and screaming through fast dreams
You're the only one who
Knows exactly what I mean

Exactly what I mean

Well I saw you with your hands above your head
Spinning around, trying not to look down
But you did, and you fell, hard on the ground

Pressure
by Paramore

Tell me where our time went
And if it was time well spent
Just don't let me fall asleep feeling empty again
Cause I fear I might break and I fear I can't take it
Tonight I'll lie awake feeling empty

I can feel the pressure it's getting closer now
We're better off without you
I can feel the pressure it's getting closer now
We're better off without you

Now that I'm losing hope
And there's nothing else to show
For all of the days that we spent
Carried away from home

Some things I'll never know
And I had to let them go
I'm sitting all alone feeling empty

I can feel the pressure it's getting closer now
We're better off without you
I can feel the pressure it's getting closer now
We're better off without you

Some things I'll never know
And I had to let them go
Some things I'll never know
And I had to let them go
I'm sitting all alone feeling empty

I can feel the pressure it's getting closer now
We're better off without you
Feel the pressure it's getting closer now
You're better off without me.

Vimeo

just some Vimeo videos i like.


The Crisis of Credit Visualized from Jonathan Jarvis on Vimeo.


Skate Demo from Atomic Element on Vimeo.


Cut Cut Cut from Atomic Element on Vimeo.


H from Atomic Element on Vimeo.


Microsoft Sustainability from Kray Cédric on Vimeo.

late.

Another Running Diary

• Mood: Llama
• Listening to: Countdown with Keith Olbermann
  
• Reading: nothing
  
• Watching: Reaper
  
• Playing: with myself.
• Eating: nothing
  
• Drinking: coffee
  

I think I hate you.
Running diary for the date of March 25, 2009:

08:53 – Fucking Guatemala is mother-fucked up, man. Just take a read here of everything that happened yesterday. http://www.transdoc.com.gt/interna.php?id=9258
08:58 – Un’aura amoroso (Der Odem der Liebe) – Wolfgang Amadeus Mozart. I got interrupted so many times writing the title of the piece that it took me two minutes to finish writing. Oh, and that’s what I’m currently listening to right now. I forgot what I was gonna write with the piece, also, because of the interruptions.
09:04 – Oooh, working on a morning poo that promises to be pretty good. Which I kind of need; the last few morning poos I’ve had haven’t been all that great.
09:08 – Symphony No. 6 in F Major ‘Pastoral’, Op. 68 – I. Allegro non troppo – Ludwig van Beethoven.
0915 – I’ve been listening to a lot of classical music and movie/series scores, lately. A lot more than I’m used to. I wake up with classical, I listen to it during work, I got to sleep with it. I don’t fucking get it. WHY??? There used to be a time when classical music was inconceivable to me.
09:23 – Piano Solo – Yoko Kanno.
09:28 – As Clinton Visits Mexico, Strains Show in Relations http://www.nytimes.com/2009/03/26/world/americas/26mexico.html
09:45 – Trying to be a bit nicer to my students so I changed the music from classical to some acid jazz / chill-type-stuff. World Without Words – FORCES OF NATURE.
09:55 – Finally on the last day of antibiotics, those fuckers were fucking with my stomach pretty badly.
10:03 – Ok, let the kids go on break right now so I finally get to listen to the news a bit.
10:20 – So the plan for this year’s Holy Week is a trip to Utila, Honduras. The plan is to drive out to La Ceiba on Wednesday and then cross to Utila Island on Thursday morning. The problem is we still don’t have a place to crash. We’ll probably work it out.
11:45 – Sanctuary – FORCES OF NATURE. My belly freakin’ hurts and I want to eat but we’re still 35 minutes away from our lunch break. GAAAAAAAAAGH!!!
13:05 –
13:12 –
13:19 – Did I talk about my morning poo? No? well, it was fucking fabulous. And stinky as shit. “Stinky as shit,” wow, isn’t that redundant.
13:25 – Champagne Supernova – Oasis. Oasis always reminds me of high school in the states. It’s the one thing me and my friends had in common that never waivered. Usually people change as time passes, Oasis has been the one constant thing between those kids and me.
13:34 – So I’ve started a one man campaign to dethrone Chuck Norris from his stupid list and replace him with Danny Trejo. You might have noticed from some previous posts that I’m including a “Danny Trejo Fact,” at the end of every post. The idea is to get people hooked and start doing the same. I’ve got some friends exited about it, but trying to get me and my people to do anything is about as easy as trying to stuff a fire extinguisher up a virgin’s butt-hole… which I hear is not easy at all. This was all inspired by a song on Plastilina Mosh’s new album that just happens to go by the name of Danny Trejo. It exalts the virtues of the “Machete” and I want the rest of the world to share in them. Oh, and Don’t Look Back in Anger – Oasis is playing right now.
13:43 – I love the fucking Genius feature on iTunes. The only playlists I have to build now are the shits that the thing won’t do automatically or the custom ones like my “Guitar Hero: World Tour” playlist, my “deviantlyPLAYABLE” playlist and my “rocs en español” playlist –the “rocs en español” being the one that’s the hardest because the fucking iTunes doesn’t make a comprehensive playlist for songs in Spanish– Do You Want To – Franz Ferdinand. So, instead of dealing with one or two tracks that don’t make sense in the playlist, I’m dealing with the entire fucking playlist. But, yeah, that’s my only complaint.
14:44 – Hadn’t written anything going on in over an hour so I figured I’d just post for the sake of posting.
14:45 – I wrote this to a friend who’s been going through a tough time lately, “i'm not gonna say shit happens for a reason cause i don't know, but i can say that i like tacos, do you like tacos, too?” Nobody ever accused me of being a great motivator, only a semi-funny guy who happens to like tacos.
14:55 – Ooh, almost tea time! It’s kind of scary how exited I get about tea time. The worst part is that it’s not even really tea time, but it’s the time I let the kids leave for break so that’s when I make my tea.
15:10 – Tea in hand. Now just waiting for the fucking day to end. Ironically I’m listening to Relax (Take It Easy) – Mika.
15:27 – Like a Rolling Stone – Bob Dylan. YEI!
16:46 – Day has almost ended. Gonna go home in a little bit.
16:47 – Ooh La – The Kooks. Good song.
late.

Danny Trejo Fact:
Some people wear Batman pajama's to sleep. Batman wears Danny Trejo pajama’s to sleep.


Danny Trejo
by Plastilina Mosh

(lyrics pending)

Real World Champions

CONGRATS TO JAPAN, BACK TO BACK WORLD CHAMPIONS! Real, actual World Champions in a World Competition.



Danny Trejo Fact:
Once Danny Trejo pops, he ALWAYS stops, VATO!

::Bossa, Espionaje y Amor::

this is a great example of an awesome musician that nobody fucking knows.

Bossa, Espionaje y Amor


Danny Trejo Fact:
Danny Trejo killed two piedras with one pajaro, VATO!

The Credit Crisis

another piece of brilliance for us laymen.


The Crisis of Credit Visualized from Jonathan Jarvis on Vimeo.

i'm also going to add the NEW DANNY TREJO FACTS!!! one in each post.

Danny Trejo doesn't get pedo when he drinks. Drinks get pedos when they Danny Trejo!

Microsoft Sustainability

beautiful video, they just seem to have forgotten all the pop-up error messages and freezing screens.

oh, if only...


Microsoft Sustainability from Kray Cédric on Vimeo.



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