I first saw it on Tuesday morning, and I'm still hearing it in my head.
This gif is just made of pure LOL:
Yes, I felt bad for the horse while laughing at it.
Breaking Bad had a great scene in it where Jesse, Walter and Skyler are sitting around the dinner table, and Jesse tries desperately to fill the terribly awkward silence:
There is no way this full scene is on the internet legally, but these few seconds are really just the icing on the cake made of green beans from Albertsons, and microwave lasagna dinners. If you didn't get the reference WATCH BREAKING BAD. NOW!!! Unless you have Dish. Because, as I'm reminded everytime I watch AMC, Dish hates the best dramas on television.
I don't know why, but I find this commercial highly amusing. I guess I'm the kind of person the advertisers are going after. The kind of person who thinks shouting "Whoo! Dachsund!" is hilarious.
I also think the Geico commercial with the piggy going "wee wee weee" all the way home is funny (the first one where he's in the car with the pinwheels). I laughed out loud the first time I saw it.
This week I heard this song and it brought back memories of the 90's. Ahh the 90's. They were so awesome.
Anyway, I've been gone for awhile. I just haven't had the energy to blog. I'll get an idea and think, "I oughta take note of that," and then I get distracted and completely forget about it. I suppose I should make a schedule. I think I started with a schedule back in May, but that went out the window pretty quick.
I'm going to take this moment to recommit to blogging here at Completely Unoriginal Thoughts on a regular basis. Every Saturday. I need to move on from posting videos from YouTube and actually write something. Starting next Saturday. Yeah, that's the ticket.
(Remember the old SNL skit with John Lovitz? The one where he's always lying and saying "Yeah, that's the ticket"? I don't know, just random memory).
Oh, one more video and I'll stop. I promise. I love me some old school muppets, no Elmo for me. I hate the song being parodied, but I love cookies.
I feel bad that I haven't been posting so much since A to Z ended. Without the pressure of a challenge forcing me to post everyday I have gotten a bit lazy.
So I'm going to do what I did last week and post some stuff that came up this week. I think I'll try to make this a regular thing-post every Saturday at least. And maybe once more during the week. I don't know. Definitely Saturdays though.
Anyhoo, I heard this song this week. People always have something to snarky to say about it, but how did it become so popular? Hypocrites. Also, I just realized, 20 years later, that he talks about getting shot at.
At work, one of my new duties is to send out a report to the floor with a list of available work. Background: I work in a call center for a credit card processing company. You know when you run your credit card or debit card at the store? We are the middle man that transmits the information from the store to the bank. My department makes outbound calls to reprogram credit card terminals to a new processing platform (not going into details, it's kind of confusing, and probably proprietary information anyway). Well, I send out a report that says we still have 250 merchants to call who haven't been called yet that day. People start FREAKING OUT because I didn't give the correct number. Whatever. The ONLY reason I send this report is because about 50% (and I am not exaggerating this number out of frustration) of the phone agents figure someone else will do the work and don't bother to look for it on their own. One of the other Team Leads comes to me and says "So, uh, the wayward children (that's what he calls them) are a little upset because of the report." My response: "If they did their jobs, I wouldn't have a chance to screw up my own." I am SO tired of hearing people bitch just to bitch at this point. And that turned out way more ranty than I planned.
On a lighter note, I got 90 minutes of Community this week. Sadly they have only been renewed for 13 episodes next year, and I guess the fired Dan Harmon, the show runner, so I don't know how those last few episodes will turn out. And now 4 minutes of Troy crying:
Saturday, May 12, 2012
I have had a week where I really didn't feel like blogging. My duties at work changed so that I sit in a cubicle all by myself, staring at a computer all day; doing reports, updating spreadsheets, writing procedures. It's not hard work, just time consuming so most nights I don't feel like being on a computer.
So, just some random things that happened this week.
Just this afternoon I was at Walgreens when I heard behind me-in one of those thick accents that make people outside Kentucky think creepy banjo music-"Ma said they was selling licker up here now!" I am purposely misspelling "liquor" to make a point here. "How much is it here! She said it was supposed to be cheaper!" The exclamation points aren't hyperbole. This man was actually shouting like the person he was with was hearing impaired. "How much is that bottle of Jo-se Cuer-vo?! Sixteen dollars?! I ain't payin' sixteen dollars for Jo-se Cuer-vo!" I don't know, maybe you had to be there.
They also had wine in those little cartons like chocolate milk come in, which I found...odd.
I heard this song on the radio one day on my drive to work. It reminded me of highschool since it came out at about that time. A walk down auditory memory lane.
It was my brother's birthday Friday. I didn't forget it, but every birthday reminds me of the Flight of the Conchords song "Hurt Feelings" where Jermaine says "The day after my birthday is not my birthday, Mum." I crack up everytime I hear that, probably because of the New Zealand accent.
Oh, and I saw this on the internet one day. I don't recommend it for everybody, because even I was a little afraid that I might have come one step closer to insanity after watching it.
So Easter is on Sunday, and instead of reflecting on the sacrifice Christ made for me and His eventual Glory and Resurrection, I would like to focus on this:
First thought: Pure Nightmare Fuel.
I have watched this four times and each time I'm more and more disturbed by it. The bunnies are screaming silently as they slowly melt away. Just look at their faces and try not to see the horror in their beady little candy eyes, and imagine the terror they feel as they realize there's no escape from total obliteration.
Cats playing musical instruments. Aww. More like the shrieks of terror and despair of the damned.
The soulless gaze of the cat. The sullen thumping of the mouse-thing's drum. The droning of the old man's off-rhythm voice. Hell exists and this is playing over the sound system 24/7.
Monday, December 26, 2011
I once fell asleep on the couch with the tv on. I woke up in the middle of the night to this (click through to 7:45 to see what I woke up to):
Yeah, you don't want to wake up to that at 2 in the morning.
Warning: Spoiler Alert for anyone who reads this but hasn't seen the show. Don't bitch to me if I ruin the ending for you. I TOLD YOU.
The last we saw of Bon Tempes, the town was reeling from the discovery that an innocuous side character was a serial killer. Beel and Sookeh were still making googly eyes at each other; Tara was drunk driving and nearly ran over a naked lady with a pig on a leash; Jason was racked with guilt about killing Poor Eddie the vampire, and the murder of V addicted girlfriend by his best friend; Sam was sad because he was the only shifter in town; and Lafayette was abducted by vampires in retaliation for selling V. Which brings us to this Awesomeness:
It took a lot of thought to come up with my first full length post. True Blood is back on Sunday, so I decided to do a recap of the first three seasons. Without actually re-watching any of them. True Blood is my favorite summer show, and I have no illusions about the series. I know it isn't quality television; I know it is absolute trash, but what beautiful, sinful, decadent trash. So here follows my synopsis of True Blood to date. Memory lapses are mine, plot holes are all courtesy of Alan Ball.
Warning: If you are the type of person who gets upset about spoilers, do not read any further. I will spoil the hell out of each season. You have been warned.
