Before someone bravely went forth past the barriers of good (or is that bad) taste and made a cover of The Knack’s biggest hit, My Sharona cut to some footage of Toyotas crashing into each other. It could have been done much better, the lead singer specially but it should still make you laugh despite yourself.If you haven’t heard about the world-wide recall of Toyotas due to accidents (some fatal) caused by faulty accelerator pedals then you ought to spend less time reading the internets and get out more. BTW: Get the MP3 of The Knack’s brilliant original here.
Just got this video of a to-scale visualisation of the size of the entire known universe from M. Watch it and then remember the scale every time you think of God, your life, your loves, your troubles, your time on this planet or your quest to leave this world a better place than you found it.
Hat tip to M for sending it to me. This must be so freakin’ awesome to watch after ’smoking the weed’ huh?
Speaking of things that (I imagine) go well with psychotropic substances, here is a great house track I’ve been listening to off Roger Sanchez’s Release Yourself Volume 7 CD.
The track is Do The Night (Ricky Ryan Edit) by Applescal.
So, the kid bro and I had a random instant messaging session the other day that ended up with us discussing women who we used to think were the hotness back in the dizzayy (a decade ago actually, when he was still a prepubescent little runt that ratted me out regularly and I was a teenager who had a three ring circus in his pants coz he was at his lifetime hormonal high) We traded opinions on what we thought of the fine ladies ten years later. (trout lips, scary ass chick, I’d still do her and the ubiquitous awwwwww yeahhhhh!) Which had two weird results..
1. I tracked down this song, Camino De La Vida from a decade old album by French artiste Sergent Garcia and had it blasting through an empty house (not counting the dogs) all weekend. The album is Un Poquito Quema’o and it is a funky blend of jazz and salsa and Cuban music with a bit of electronica that is hard to describe but listen and it will have you shaking your ass.
2. I finally got around to watching the Gul Panag starrer from a few years back, Manorama: Six Feet Under. As the first hindi film I’ve watched in probably a year, I’ve gotta say…… meh! Of course, Gul Panag’s dimpled smile makes me slack jawed and weak in the knees but she disappeared about a third of the way through the film and then there was nothing to distract me from the weak acting and contrived plot except for maybe Vinay Pathak (who directed a brilliant little short film that I saw at a film festival a while back but can’t remember the name off now for the life of me, but I digress..)
Anyways. There you go, a disturbing story, a film recommendation and a single repeat song for the week. Be well, eat fruit.
This video assaulted my mind waaay too early in the morning today. No, I did not see this at Onion.com and this is NOT satire. This is an actual Christian Rap Group (And if you have never heard Christian Rap or Christian Rock you haven’t lived) singing about the dangers of hugging people head-on where your crotches are actually (GASP!) touching. They call it (andIkidyounot) “Satan’s lustful arm wrap”
Play the video, listen carefully to the lyrics and hurt your brain at your own risk.
Once again. THIS IS NOT SATIRE. These fuckers are dead serious.
A slight fuck up on my part as this domain name expired left visitors to this site looking at ads for penis enlargement etc (“Yaay! Improvement!” you say) Anyway, trying to fix the problem ended up with me having to pay both my hosting provider and my domain registrar for the domain coz one of them was being a difficult douchebag. I’m not bitter or anything but lets just say Santa is gonna be taking a dump this Christmas in the stockings of a certain person from a company “India Internets” (I know, what an original name, right?)
Moral of the story: Always buy your domain and your hosting from the same company. It shall save you money and yelling into the phone while you pull out your hair.
Anyway, normal programming resumes now. If you were one of the people who would rather look at penis enlargement ads click here. If you are reading this and thinking “Wait. What? You were gone for a while?” Eff you too.
I’ve been listening to a whole lot of music from Norwegian duo, Kings of Convenience and off their second album Riot on an Empty Street, this is my favourite single repeat song, The Build Up, featuring Canadian singer Feist.
(Alright, I’m giving up on trying to fix the grammar and punctuation in the previous sentence. It can’t be done. Besides, in a world where the dictionary now has the word unfriend in it and people who write for a living don’t know the difference between the words your and you’re I think I spend waaay too much time obsessing about grammar and punctuation, so much that spelling mistakes throw me off when I’m reading ahem… erotica (I know, I know, waaaaaaaay too much information and for the nerds among us… a parentheses inside a parentheses but what can I say…. proper grammar is sexy!))
