3 posts tagged “youtube”
another in the "canon in d rant" theme: http://www.nearlygood.com/video/popmusicisallthesame.html <--popping up all over lately
oh johnny depp: http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=nTWIt5Wkzus
YOU MUST DANCE: http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=1kgokj9lAlU
9k: http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=TBtpyeLxVkI <--no seriously. why is this so funny? why? why? i couldn't stop laughing and i kept trying to stop laughing because as i was laughing i was thinking "this is not funny. i shouldn't be laughing"
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Compiled from all of you.
This is algebraic: http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=nlS15vuFUL8
March of the Emperors: http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=fZ_mlwnAmr0 <-AWESOME
What ARE birds? We just don't know: http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=7LqYBncyKpM <-see new livejournal icon. i am extremely pleased with myself.
Extras: http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=aomCvEBBHR0 <-i have to check out this show
I love Elanor's cat. My respiratory system does not. I pet him anyway. My allergies aren't terrible--more general congestion and slight malaise than inability to breathe and wanting to die, so it's all right. He gets really disconcerted if you look him in the eyes for more than a second: he makes a sudden startled "mwrah!" sound and looks down, chin to chest, while drawing himself up and back.
I followed Derek and Theresa to sf last night to watch them perform at Mr. Smith's. Outside the bar/club were two men in pretty makeup twirling lit-up balls around on strings, apparently all night. Inside, Theatre Rice did improv along the bar (we got there at the end. All I caught were references to squeezing puppies to death), then Kamikaze Theory did some comedy sketches in the basement (Theatre Rice : Kamikaze Theory :: DeCadence : Spot the Octopus) that went for shock value before humor. A family dinner with talk of the woman's right to choose what to do with the bun (or not-yet-bun?) in her oven; a thai sex slave entrapment scheme; jellyfish (which was really a flying spaghetti monster) and urine on the face and anal sex without lube; a catholic priest coming in a boy's eye (I don't know what he squirted out of his pants. Probably lotion) while girls mimed having sex to "like a prayer." Someone spilled an entire drink down my back (I was kneeling so people behind could see)--just another injury to my favorite black sweater-jacket (it's developing a hole-run on the left sleeve). Taking it in to get dry-cleaned and fixed will probably cost more than it did ($15 in santa monica during a decadence spring tour at some store that was going out of business that we sang in front of. I bought it because the weather was unexpectedly cold.) The venue failed to proved two microphones for Magnetic North so they switched off on it, which worked out better than I'd hoped. The girl next to me said "looks like the DJ's feelin' it!"--he scratched along to "Drift Away" and cut the sound for the callbacks. Afterwards I wasn't feeling like this shit was bananas, so after putting D's free drink ticket to good use (T told me to get a vodka tonic so I did) I went upstairs, where a guy and a girl clad in almost nothing but their body paint gyrated on the bar. That was pretty mesmerizing for a while. Basically I was really confused by the event.
My brain is telling me to halt my current activity, which is chewing off the (puny) callous on the tip of my middle left finger, for I need it. Here's another small child that can play Hysteria perfectly (though she picks it in that take), except this time she's 15, an asian girl, and can play many instruments. She is my hero. I'm keeping her rendition of Exo-politics to study.
