Judith Light Pleases Me

I don't know what it is about her, but I'm glad Judith Light is having a career resurgence with Ugly Betty. I don't watch Ugly Betty and I wasn't the biggest fan of Who's the Boss? But I just like Judith Light. I don't think she's that pretty and her harshness sort of scared me as a child, but I think it's the fact that I know her name that pleases me. It's sort of like knowing Alan Thicke's name. I just like to reference them to let myself know that I know them. Anyone can know a Kirk Cameron or a Suzanne Somers, but Judith Light is a little cooler. Now, if I knew the dad's name on Step by Step then that would be weird. See how that works? Good.

The 'Herst

I had to get out of NYC for a couple of days and relax in CT, maybe because my block is teeming with CMJ hipsters morning, noon and night and the unwashed masses were just getting to me. Is it over yet? Please let it be over. Anyway, I decided to drive up to Amherst for the day to write, because Amherst rules. It's beautiful and collegiate and people are still unwashed but in a different way. I'm writing in the science library, where I used to "study" with my friends Tim and Dan. All we basically did was quote South Park and try to master Timmy's lines (the kid in the wheelchair). We got it down to "Rar deer bawz." And we'd just sort of say that back and forth. Then Timmy and Dan would smoke, as Tim puts it, "quad hourly." College.

I'm also listening to two songs on repeat from the new Orkkevil River album, The Stand Ins.
The songs are "Lost Coastlines" and "Singer Songwriter"

Also, I'd like to mention that the Pioneer Valley is home to my favorite radio station of all time, WRNX (Amherst, Northampton, Springfield). I can't explain it, just happy music and cool DJ's (I think Rachel Maddow used to work there) and local commercial spots that are charming and hockey and somehow old-timey. Fly By Night Mattresses stands out. 100.9. So good.

Shakespeare, White Men, Jumping

Last night I (drunkenly) watched the first half hour of White Men Can't Jump with my brother and my boyfriend before going to bed. We all knew and loved the movie and could say the lines along with it and sing along with the Venice Beach Boys in the beginning like we were part of the Sing a Long Evita or Sound of Music, but we had all forgotten what a truly GREAT movie it is. My brother came out and said it while brandishing a red wine glass and eating sharp cheddar. "The plot is Shakespearean, really. The beginning is Romeo and Juliet, with the fight and then...well, yeah that part's Shakespearean." He also pointed out that we see Rosie Perez with a drinking problem in the beginning-when she sneaks vodka when Billy is showering because he steeeeenks! But then we don't see any more of her vices, she's just a smart chick who in the end is smart enough to leave Beeeelly and totally win Jeopardy (What is a quince!). So I guess what I'm saying is that wine is delicious.

Sound Off

I actually watched Sarah Palin's SNL spot last night with the sound off, just like she did when she first watched Tina Fey's impression of her. Granted, I watched with the sound off because we couldn't figure out the fancy TV, so when I watched it I thought it looked funny. This morning I watched with the sound on and it just sort of made me uncomfortable. It's like SNL was trying to keep its integrity yet at the same time pandering to Palin. Clearly Alec Baldwin wanted to say his piece and then pussied out. It was just really weird. And what was up with the Weekend Update rap? Eskimos? Isn't that politically incorrect or something? Not like that really means anything anymore during this race. Anyway, Palin on SNL made me feel just like she does in real life: Uncomfortable, angry, upset, and angry again. Yeah, mostly angry.

Walker the Walkmen Walkenerd

This may not be that interesting to a bunch of people, but fortunately 3-8 people read this blog so...wait, OK, maybe no one will care. Actually, no one reads this blog so this is sort of like Internet masturbation, which it isn't, because we all know that Internet masturbation is very very real and literal.

Anyway.

This is directly stolen from Pitchfork, but basically a record store in Nashville had a bunch of bands do covers of The Walkmen to celebrate the release of their new album. This one band, The Privates, did such a kick ass job that they played backup for the lead singer of The Walkmen at a gig. Here they are as The Walkmen playing "Thinking of a Dream I Had." It's, like, really great.

One Track Lover

This is a music video from one of my favorite shows of all time, Garth Merenghi's Dark Place. I highly recommend checking out all six episodes on YouTube, but if you watch one thing from the show, this is it.

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I Think I'm Dumb But I'm Not Sure

At least technologicalalalaly wise. I thought that I had forgotten my password to this blog, in fact I knew that I had, but then magically I was signed in again. Good story!

I just downloaded that sexy lap dance song from Death Proof, "Down in Mexico," and it's still sexy, sans lap dance scene.

OK, I guess I'll blog again soon now that I'm once again part of the Internet (magically).

G'Day.