1×05: Full of Winners
Brady bails on Jay V to be sick at home or something, so Jay talks about Tennessee, and then exclaims, “Brady and I are going to Salem!”
Please don’t forget to do the homework assignment, due on the 12th of November. Thanks!
Starbucks embroiled in a lawsuit
So, hot on the newswire Saturday was a woman named Jordan Triplett, of Knox County, TN. What was so important about her that a blog in Philadelphia is talking about her? Starbucks Gossip mentions what Knox News reports. “Jordan Triplett went for a morning pick-me-up from Starbucks and wound up with first-degree burns.”
According to the lawsuit, as reported by Knox News, she ordered coffee from a Starbucks drive-thru window—and may I take a moment to point out that how come the South gets drive-thru Starbuckses, and we don’t?? —and she noticed that the lid was not on properly. “[She] balanced the extremely hot cup of coffee on her thigh with her hand on top of the cup as she pulled away from the window and negotiated a turn onto the roadway.”
That’s when she spilled it all over her lap, causing, “severe blisters and burns on her hand, inner thigh and vaginal area.”
I posted a comment on Starbucks Gossip, and it goes a little bit like this: (more…)
No Show This Week
Hey, cats and puggies. No show this week, or possibly next week, as Brady and Jay V are in the midst of planning and executing a trip to Salem, MA for Halloween.
Thanks for visiting! We appreciate seeing you at our site!
tailgating
Why do you feel the need to stop so close behind me? If you wanted to know the prescription of my contacts, you could have just asked. I need my breathing space. Please step off and stop gating my tail. I’d do the same for you! Thanx y’all 
You’re the man now, dog
Here are a couple reasons YTMND is such a freaking awesome site:
Circle of Strife | Potted Meat | Vader Stole my Pizza
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I like my name. And it’s a shame I just went on record saying that because you can get paid if you dislike your name. All you have to do is write about why you hate your name and you can get $250. Granted, your story needs to be selected, but you might as well give it a shot. I know I should
http://philadelphia.craigslist.org/tfr/879499391.html
Religious Experiment
I saw a television advertisement for the financial Bible of God. It was basically a book on how to make a profit through the power of Jesus. Of course, people were encouraged to ORDER NOW because there were only 2,000 copies left of the $100 book. Naturally, God moves in mysterious ways. If you write a book about how you can get rich off of the higher power, then you WILL get rich by the higher power. I assume that $200,000 bucks for a book is not bad, even after you factor in the costs of promotion and production.
Which brings me to ME. I’d like to create my own religion so that I could get rich as well.
So like Hubbard, Matthew, Mark, Luke, and John and all great writers before me, I’m going to write and start my own religion.
Sex, drugs, and rock & roll (without the sex and music)
I’ve met some drug users. Some claimed to be recreational pot smokers. Some were recreational pill poppers. Some were recreational abusers of their own prescription drugs. Some were probably more than recreational users.
It doesn’t matter what drugs they did or how much they did (well, it matters; it just doesn’t matter for this blog). I noticed an unusual similarity among the users. Most of them tried to adhere to a “healthy” lifestyle: eating right, eating organic, taking vitamins, exercising regularly, etc.
I’m not a drug user. I’ve never been a drug user, but the metaphor goes beyond the 4:20 crowd. Why are people so full of contradictions? Why do we try so hard to be healthy in one aspect of our lives while we continually destroy other aspects of our lives?
1×04: An Unprepared Episode
This week Jay V brings up Beer Club, and Brady brings up Whales & Friends. And somewhere in the episode, we have a recording fail and lose half a word.
Catnip Video Talk
While talking to About 12 Minutes’ own m. today we touched upon the topic of her cat. What ensues under the cut is that discussion.
Hiding out from the Red Cross
I have great blood. I must have great blood. It’s O+. It’s ALMOST universal blood. The Red Cross wants my blood. I give blood. And then as soon as the amount of time you need to wait until you can give again is up, they call me. They call me every single day until I make an appointment. Then I go. Then I get pricked with the little needle. Then they tell me my iron is low. Then they give me paperwork that explains the foods I should be eating so that my iron will rise, and I will be able to give blood. Then they call me every single day. They call to find out when I can make my next appointment, AND to find out if I’m eating enough iron. Then they make sure I’m also eating or drinking enough Vitamin C. Vitamin C and iron go hand in hand, down the vein aisle.
Right now, the Red Cross wants my blood. I want to give them my blood, but I am not a big fan of red meat. I know I need to eat red meat to get enough iron because my other iron methods never work well enough. I’m trying to eat more red meat, but until then, I’m hiding out from the Red Cross. If you happen to be a blood donor, and you talk to them, can you please tell them that Netter Rox will be donating her blood as soon as she feels her iron is high enough. I don’t like getting pricked with needles unless I’m going to actually get to donate a full pint as well.
I WANT ME A FRENCHIE!
Oh my God! I saw the awesomest dog (next to the pug!!!) on Animal Planet the other night!!! The French Bulldog can’t even reproduce (it’s hips are too narrow), requiring artificial insemination and c-section! But it’s the CUTEST DOGGY besides the pug I’ve ever seen.
They have the same goofy faces with the same goofy tongues, but they also have BAT EARS!!!!
http://www.frenchbulldogrescue.org/
Baby Got Back that you wanna deny?
The stock market sucks, and you spent all your money on Forever Stamps because I told you to. So now what? Maybe it’s time to get a good job. With so few jobs, the market is competitive. So, tell me, what do you really have to offer? Talent? Skill? Experience? Or maybe you dislike your butt?
That’s right. Reality TV producers are getting behind in their ideas. Craigslist.org patrons will find a request for people who hate their butts. People who hate their butts may be able to put their money where their booty is. Go to DC. Go to TV Video Radio jobs. Click on the Monday, August 4th posting of Do You Hate Your Butt?
http://washingtondc.craigslist.org/doc/tfr/782277691.html If this sounds like something you’re interested in, contact them. You might be too late, BUTT it’s better late than never.
My Lakeview Terrace Take
I liked Lakeview Terrace a lot. A lot of people have been throwing around the term thriller but I see it as much more of a smart movie with a few thriller scenes. Samuel L.–as is often the case–is the driving force behind the film. He plays a scary character but is able to portray him oh-so-well that it’s easy to find yourself getting behind him and rooting him on in chasing out the a-hole neighbor Chris Mattson (Chris Wilson).
Short and sweet. LT is a nice break from the whole anti-racism subgenre, especially since the shoe is finally on the other foot. It’s also a nice break from hardcore horror and action films because you could take all the action scenes out and still have an excellent plot.
It’s an intelligent film. Very intelligent. And all that without a single snake on a plane.
Lakeview Terrace, review
This dramatic thriller from director Neil LaBute follows Chris and Lisa Mattson (Patrick Wilson and Kerry Washington) as they settle into their Los Angeles dream house — only to be harassed by their off-kilter cop neighbor, officer Abel Turner (Samuel L. Jackson). Turner disapproves of the couple’s interracial relationship and is determined to drive them away, but as the harassment turns violent, the newlyweds have no choice but to fight back.
I saw Lakeview Terrace last weekend and didn’t like it. And I really wanted it to be a good movie, for the plain fact that Samuel L. Jackson was the star. I was even expecting a good movie. And while switching the role of racist antagonist and making him black seemed a novel idea, the implementation was not very satisfying. Especially when none of the characters were very likeable.
1×03: Lakeview Terrace and a Rant
Among other things, in today’s issue, Brady hates on the construction workers, and Jay V hates on Lakeview Terrace.
Vitamins for the Dead
Go into any shampoo aisle and you will likely find containers filled with not only a simple hair cleansing substance, but a substance with VITAMINS! Vitamins?!? I recognize that vitamins are good for living people, but are they necessary for the dead cells known as hair? What’s next, a daily vitamin for your dead pet?
I bet the Bride of Frankenstein had a lot of vitamins in her hair. I can just see her, hair higher than the Empire State Building, standing next to a Flinstones Vitamin kid, saying, “I’m building strong and growing!” I took vitamins when I was little. I didn’t grow much, but my hair has consistently grown. Perhaps the vitamins DO work in hair!
Pulp Fiction Fun-ness
The other night I came upon this typography thing on Youtube while recording a few scenes for an upcoming About12Minutes show with Jay V. It has some graphic language, but it’s pretty cool the way this was put together. Plus, just about everybody has to have seen (and laughed at) this scene.
The Outbreak — Can you survive it?
In this “Choose Your Own Adventure”-styled film, you control James, the man in the khakis. Can you guide him and his companions to safety, or will your flesh be eaten alive in a new, innovative and interactive movie experience created by Chris and Lynn Lund? Find out at survivetheoutbreak.com.
Also, just for you all, I placed a little hint under the cut.
We are Heading For (Insert Cliche Doom and Gloom Reference Here)
A couple weeks ago I made a declaration of myself. I laid out my political and social beliefs and ultimately came to the conclusion that I would vote for John McCain(1). I can no longer honestly say that. I would not claim to be an undecided either because I have come to the conclusion that America is in a toilet and that both presidential candidates, Barack Obama and John McCain, are the catalysts for flushing us all away. It is no longer a matter of who is the lesser of two evils because I feel that the selection of either one of these two people is going to destroy us. The nation is in turmoil and we need a leader. This country needs a leader who has had experiences that we, the American people can relate to; someone who has been where we are and feels what we feel.
Do you really think that Obama and McCain, millionaires many times over, know what we are feeling? I don’t. These aren’t people who know about you and me. These aren’t people who are working from paycheck to paycheck wondering if they will be able to pay their mortgage next month or put food on the table for their kids. These aren’t people who have to take care of their parents because their parent’s retirement funds have disappeared in the past 18 months. These aren’t people who are worrying that their retirement funds are going to disappear. These aren’t people who are worrying about paying for health care because these are people who can afford to buy a hospital. They both speak a lot about knowing what we are going through, neither one of them knows what we are going through. They both speak of change; yet offer more of the same old politics, politics that have gotten us into this mess to begin with.
