Friday, December 26, 2008

A Holiday Retrospective













There are also a few video clips of Pops gittin' jiggy witt itt. I'll post them as soon as I am able.

Thursday, December 25, 2008

A Gift On Christmas Day



Enjoy.

I miss you guys already.

Tuesday, December 23, 2008

Merry Christmas, Everyone




Be good. Be safe.

Ally... hang in there.

Sunday, December 21, 2008

It just needs a little something.

Nothing about this is good:



Right? Well, try it out after clicking here.

Better, isn't it? It truly does make everything better.

Friday, December 19, 2008

One Cake I'd Avoid


I saw this on the shelf the other day and thought of you two.

Sorry.

(Not really.)

Thursday, December 18, 2008

Wednesday, December 17, 2008

though this is often jeff's territory

parents of the year?

gotta love breeding (literally) white supremacy.

big ups to my homeboy ian "pick his nose" pickus for linking to this on his blog. i've known this dude since grade one. whatchu know 'bout steve murphy?

Tuesday, December 16, 2008

Hey!

"You got some Obama in my R. Kelly!"

"But... You got some R. Kelly in my Obama!"

And thus, "I Believe" was born.



Delicious!

(The song happens to be available as a free download from iTunes.)

teen witch!

do you guys remember me loving that movie as a mini-ally? i guess my current paranormal leanings make sense now.

anyway, the lonely island boys do (did? they might have disbanded now that mr. samberg is busy saving SNL's good name) great things. here's one that includes 'teen witch' clips (jeff, note the brief Kels interlude at the very beginning):

Friday, December 12, 2008

Simply Having a Wonderful Christmastime

Between you and me, I am not a Christmas person. I enjoy getting together with family, I approve of the notion of kindness to others that people say is a part of the holiday season and it is no secret that I enjoy the grand feasts and tasty food that always pop up around this time of year.

Why aren't people nice to each other the other 11 months out of the year? This is some remnant of our youth, when we were told that if we weren't good, Santa wouldn't bring us presents. It's all a crock chock full o' hooey.

That said, you might buy into all of that garbage. To be honest, part of me wishes that I could.

If the holiday season is your thang, I offer you the following:
Enjoy.

Saturday, December 6, 2008

so good

these guys are so awesome and so real. i saw them two nights in a row during my first week-ish in chicago and it was really beautiful both times.

this song makes me want to cry and kick every dude that done me wrong in the you-know-whats. and i can't listen to it just once, either.

the video is pretty sweet:



they're called the dutchess and the duke and this song is called 'mary.' they hail from seattle.

Wednesday, December 3, 2008

cta conversations

i'm never wearing my headphones on public transit again. this stuff is better than surfthechannel (i'm over television)!

today i hop on a bus around 3:15, so it's half-full of schoolkids. i'm sitting across from (these ages are guesses, obvz) a 9-year-old white boy and a 12-year-old black boy that are discussing ways to melt a bus card so they can get free rides. not a bad idea. it's obvious the younger boy is trying to impress the older boy. for a second i thought he might have been autistic or something. everyone's autistic these days.

all of a sudden, i hear whitey say, 'yeah, did you ever notice how the black guy always dies first in the movies?!' i know i've heard this 'joke' at least once before, from a black comedian (chris rock? he's the only black comedian, right?). i was totally shocked. i giggled.

then the kid starts acting out a movie scene or something and i hear him say something along the lines of 'and then i slash the nazi symbol into you, and then it's done!'

what?! i'm totally shocked and now i'm staring.

there's a group of non-caucasians standing about five feet from the dudes. they start trash-talking whitey. the older kid does not stick up for him. whitey starts saying lots of bad words. b words and f words and kill words and 'i'mma rock you offa this bus, bitch' words. they didn't let down for a good eight minutes. the poor little boy's eyes were filled with hate and anger and i wanted to reach across the aisle (john mccain taught me something!!!) and hug this little man and tell him that everything's going to be okay and that he shouldn't let them get to him. he was doing the thing where you make a fist and then wrap your other hand around it, kind of like you're packing a snowball.

then i wanted to rock that bitch offa that bus.

anyway, that confirmed for me that i should be a teacher because i'm scared to death of all the hate that i saw on the bus today.

fatefully, i returned home from a free haircut to an e-mail of acceptance into an internship for this program! i'll be going into classrooms and helping integrate the travelers' travels with the classes' respective curricula!

that is good news.

less than two months

i haven't clicked through to read the full articles of these three snippets here, and i didn't watch footage of the interview, but reading these quotes make dubya seem unapologetic and fully lucid of what a moron he is.


it seems like he gets it that he shouldn't have ever been given so much power. but he doesn't seem sorry for the destruction he's caused.

Monday, December 1, 2008

My Kind of Town



Ally, you are so lucky to be sharing a city with this man. I'd make a point of visiting Vincent whenever I was feeling down.

The man knows what he enjoys doing, and he does it.

Over and over again.

brrr

happy december, brothers.