Pop from the 80's means Sex with the Ladies

OR: 1984 called and it wants its Casio back

Have you been listening to the snythesized poundings of Eighties trash pop lately? Me too! Or maybe you just have 'The Final Countdown' as your ringtone. Either way, any intelligent person has come to the conclusion the the flawless combination of catchy riffs, blantant key changes, melodic bridges, and pointless (sometimes non-sensical) lyrics hit its peak in the Eighties. Football taught me that if you wanted an instant adrenaline rush you were supposed to listen to 'Enter Sandman' or 'Let the Bodies Hit the Floor.' Life has taught me not to take myself so seriously. Now, nothing makes my heart thump or my loins sweat like Scandal's 'The Warrior'. Makes me wanna go buy some leg-warmers and a hypercolor-t-shirt-cut-so-that-it-exposes-one-shoulder-ever-so-slightly just thinking about it. Why listen to actual trumpets when you can listen to trumpet-like keyboard sounds? When did the saxophone solo * get phazed out of pop music? YOUR FAULT, KENNY G!

*2 minutes, 45 seconds deep


The Eighties taught us that Starship is stellar, Phil is ill, you gotta heart Corey Hart, and Roxette rocks it. Who wears their sunglasses in the daytime? Who pronounces the word 'touch' with merely one syllable? Who doesn't tell their significant other, "hello, you fool, I love you?" Retarded people, that's who.

Asia, you get props for naming yourself after an entire continent.

You too, Europe.

Aside from getting yourself ridiculed for whistling Tiffany's 'I Think We're Alone Now' at a men's room urinal (true story) there is nothing bad that can possibly happen from listening to eighties music. I mean non-stop. We're talking 25/8.

I love you, Kim Wilde. Let's get wild. I love you, Pat Benetar. You are the only woman who can pull off the sexy androgenous haircut. I loooooooooooooooooooove you, Belinda. Smooches.

Some Spring Pics

Spring time seems to really bring out some of the best tourists. Here are a couple of pictures from the last couple of days.

These pictures were taken by my friend...these people drived to drive up a walkway to on of the mountain parkin lots...as you can see they didn't make it up the walkway.

This picture was taken from my phone...this person tried to drive from the grocery store to the gas station down a walkway...they got a little stuck when they came to the stairs.

This picture isn't the most clear as it was also taken from my phone but this guy is wearing some really tight sweatpants (maybe baseball pants) and gators...so hot right now.

Spring break...love it.

Food...

...I love it!



There are two shows that I thoroughly enjoy...One is Anthony Bourdain: No Reservations and the other is Bizarre Foods with Andrew Zimmern.

Ok I will make a total confession here, I also like America's Best Dance Crew (or ABDC as we in the biz say). I hate A.C. Slater (Mario Lopez) though. This is kind of cool.

I really like Anthony Bourdain because he is a total smart *ss. He is kind of corny at times but he shows some interesting cities and definitely some interesting foods. I remember one episode where he was in Namibia and ate warthog rectum . He ate it politely in front of the people but then afterwords said that it was the worst thing he had ever eaten in his life. I like his honesty. Most often on cooking or traveling shows they try and make everything seem really tasty. He has also said that Fermented shark in Iceland was terrible; it is shark that has essentially rotted and is then marinated in lactic acid for six months.

The other food show that I really enjoy is Bizarre Foods with Andrew Zimmern. He is also totally corny but he is very entertaining. I also really like the commercials for the show. Andrew Zimmern has definitely also eaten some interesting foods. Some of the foods he has eaten include haggis, nutria, balut, goose intestines, coconut grubs, callos (blood sausage and tripe casserole), fruit bats, and a still-beating frog heart. He is also willing to admit when a food tastes terrible. If you wanted to make his show into a drinking game it would be pretty easy. All you would have to do is take a shot everytime he takes a bite of food and tilts his head, closes his eyes, and goes "mmm." By my calculations you would take roughly 11 shots per episode. An easy way to get drunk in an hour.

On the topic of food, I love goat cheese.

And this.

James Franco is pretty funny.

Last one.

Ok that was gonna be the last one but for Danny and Tanner who love Freaks and Geeks....here.

Shoot, I hate youtube videos that are longer than 30 seconds but this is for Tanner.

MSNger at work

OR: Best Conversation Ever

tanner says:
(i)
tanner says:
diet dr. pepper margaritas!
SarahJ says:
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SarahJ says:
omfg
SarahJ says:
wait
SarahJ says:
how
SarahJ says:
what
SarahJ says:
who
SarahJ says:
WHAAAA?!
tanner says:
i just queefed a little
SarahJ says:
i just queefed a lot
tanner says:
lmfao
SarahJ says:
qmfao

Seattle Sports Woes

So its been a depressing couple of weeks to be a Seattle Sports fan. First, Seattle's oldest and only championship-winning sports franchise officially changed its name from the Seattle Super Sonics to the Seattle Expiring Contracts. (Okay, so I stole that joke from Bill Simmons. But as much as I've hated Bill Simmons in the past, he's actually been really cool in dealing with the Sonics impending move to the prairie. Just check out his columns here and here. I guess it proves that even New England fans can be decent people sometimes.) The Sonics traded away all remenants of a competitive team for... a bunch of draft picks and future salary cap space. The Sonics now have two first round draft picks each draft for the next three years and another seven in the second round. In addition, the Sonics save about $7 million in salary from expiring contracts next year; the total is closer to $13 million for the next two years combined. Can you say "looking to the future?"

The Sonics are rebuilding, literally. Unfortunately, Sam Presti's new and improved team probably won't be in Seattle to show off the final product.

Oh, and if that doesn't depress you enough to want to jump off of the Aurora Bridge, Josh Brown decided he was tired of playing for a winning team and signed with the St. Louis Rams for basically the same amount as the Seahawks were offering, albeit with a more upfront signing bonus. Because god knows he needs that $4 million in his account today. Somewhere in the mountains of Colorado, a man-boy former DIII kicker is crying himself to sleep after learning that his hero has abandoned the team he loves. For shame Josh Brown, for shame.