I never have been sure why I liked this song.
This is exactly the sort of music that I don't like but for some reason, 'Paper Planes' stands out as being 'not altogether bad'. I mean, the chorus is pretty retarded but most songs I hear in public places are fully retarded. This one's different though, there's just something about it...
Ah, that would be it. Turns out that I actually just like The Clash. Mystery solved.
PS - I find it funny that 'Paper Planes' is a hugely popular dance track and that 'Straight to Hell' is probably one of the bleakest and depressing songs. Joe Strummer pwns at lyrics. Also: fucking everything else.
Tuesday, January 26, 2010
Thursday, January 21, 2010
Dear Pat Robertson
Something happened a long time ago in America and the people might not want to talk about it. They were under the heel of the English, ah y'know George III and whatever and they got together and swore a pact to the Devil. They said "We will serve you if you get us free from the English". True story - and so the Devil said "Okay, it's a deal" and uh they kicked the English out. Y'know the Americans revolted and got themselves free but ever since they have been cursed by one thing after the other: a civil war, The San Francisco Earthquake (and subsequent fires), The Dustbowl, stock market collapse, The Pearl Habour Attacks, The Vietnam War, The Detroit Race Riots, ALL OF THE 80s, The Oklahoma Bombing, 9/11, and Hurricane Katrina.
Y'know, North America is just one big island and right above America is Canada. Canada's fortunate enough not to have the entire planet scrutinizing it just waiting for it to make a mistake and then be really harsh judges when that mistake inevitably does happen. Everything America does gets judged though - and Canada certainly hasn't had nearly as many horrific tragedies as America (Halifax Explosion, Air India Bombings, Celine Dion). Same island, so why does Canada have it so much easier? Curses. That's fucking why. America needs to have and we need to help them with a great turning to God or we could call the Ghostbusters or whatever. Every little bit helps.
PS - Dear American friends: I really do love you all and your country too.
PPS - Dear Pat Robertson: Please stop using my name. J-just stop, okay? You've lost that privilege .
PPPS - That other journalist at the beginning deserves a medal for not straight up saying "No, you're fucking wrong. Just no". You can tell he wants to. Or maybe he doesn't deserve a medal for that? Fuck Journalistic Integrity.
Wednesday, January 20, 2010
Resolution
I've decided that I'm going to start writing something everyday. Not necessarily here or elsewhere on the Internet but something somewhere - and it's got to be somewhat substantial too. Actually, this post is sort-of a cop out in that there's not really any substance to it but I'm still counting it as the 'thing I've wrote today'. Actually, I've got plans for a story - a bit of an older experiment actually that came out all messed up and wrong from what I had in my head but not even messed up and wrong in the way that can turn out good.
At any rate, I think I can fix it - so maybe I'll be doing that or different other random stories or strange rambles. I used to write alot more than I do now - though now I may just think alot more about WHAT I'm writing rather than just spitting it all out and hoping it's coherent or entertaining or even the slightest bit useful.
Most things I've written in the past I think are complete rubbish which has less to do with me not thinking I'm any good (I only keep things that I initially think are good) and more to do with me just changing I guess or even just changing the way I think about things. Given the chance, I'd punch any past incarnation of myself because, frankly, near every past incarnation of myself was a twat. I still am a twat actually, even though I don't think it, but I'm fairly certain that six months down the line I'll think I was - even if I happen to quite like me now.
That's sortof how it works with stuff I write too. Right now it's good... six months and it's rubbish. Probably all is rubbish actually.
At any rate, I think I can fix it - so maybe I'll be doing that or different other random stories or strange rambles. I used to write alot more than I do now - though now I may just think alot more about WHAT I'm writing rather than just spitting it all out and hoping it's coherent or entertaining or even the slightest bit useful.
Most things I've written in the past I think are complete rubbish which has less to do with me not thinking I'm any good (I only keep things that I initially think are good) and more to do with me just changing I guess or even just changing the way I think about things. Given the chance, I'd punch any past incarnation of myself because, frankly, near every past incarnation of myself was a twat. I still am a twat actually, even though I don't think it, but I'm fairly certain that six months down the line I'll think I was - even if I happen to quite like me now.
That's sortof how it works with stuff I write too. Right now it's good... six months and it's rubbish. Probably all is rubbish actually.
Monday, January 18, 2010
Reasons Why My Residence Decided It Would Be A Good Idea To Have A Pre-Scheduled Fire Drill At 7:45am On A Monday
1. People won't be busy trying to get ready for class
2. People definitely won't be sleeping
3. Someone doesn't accidentally set off a fire alarm every couple weeks or so, so we are all out of practice.
Reasons Why My Residence Can Go Fuck Itself
1. Please see above.
2. People definitely won't be sleeping
3. Someone doesn't accidentally set off a fire alarm every couple weeks or so, so we are all out of practice.
Reasons Why My Residence Can Go Fuck Itself
1. Please see above.
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