Thursday, November 03, 2005
The OC and Then Some Shit That Matters
Here is a recap of the last all-new episode of The OC.
A few thoughts:
Summer and Seth will use the Dean Hess/Taylor make out thing against them somehow for their own good. Maybe they'll even get Ryan and/or Marisa back into school to finish out the Senior Year like they all imagined they would.
What will become of Julie?
A few options.
1) Swallow her pride and crash with the Cohens.
2) Return to her porn career.
3) Move out of The OC to reunite with an ex from a score ago.
4) Dupe some rich bastard into marrying her.
5) Sign on as a maid to some rich bastard and tell everyone that they are in a relationship.
How are they paying for Marisa's sister's boarding school? I swear to god the writers will have to bring that little plot problem back into the show at some point and explain all the things that don't make sense about her existence.
Jeri Ryan's character will still have great breasts and will still in the process of executing her scheme, but nothing will happen until next week.
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I've neglected The News recently. A few sentences about a lot of things.
Harriet Miers withdrew her name. Was anyone surprised? Was anyone bummed? Finally, the country agrees on something, well, except for the cartoon character currently occupying the Oval Office.
Judge Alito? Too conservative. Will probably be confirmed. I would enjoy a fillibuster. The Court will still have a liberal lean to it.
The Senate's closed session. It's great to see the Democratic party pick their balls up and actually formulate a plan on something and act it out. They took the offensive on an issue that the Christian Party was trying to avoid for as long as possible. The Dems got the Repubs all flustered and that was fun to see. Bill Frist is a racist jackass.
Former FEMA Director Michael Brown showed great tact in his e-mails during the Katrina crisis. He didn't know it then, but he was ending his career in politics. Stupid bastard. Imagine someone in the Bush Administration not giving a shit about such a serious matter... weird.
Scooter Libby: The New Face of the Republican Party. Like it or not, he is in front now and Karl Rove is lurking in the background waiting for his time to shine. That whole administration seems so unprofessional about everything. They ought to grab their jocks, sit down, find someone who knows what the hell is going on and right their way and try to save face for two more years.
80 minutes until The OC and Reunion return.
Recaps will follow.
Until The Next.
A few thoughts:
Summer and Seth will use the Dean Hess/Taylor make out thing against them somehow for their own good. Maybe they'll even get Ryan and/or Marisa back into school to finish out the Senior Year like they all imagined they would.
What will become of Julie?
A few options.
1) Swallow her pride and crash with the Cohens.
2) Return to her porn career.
3) Move out of The OC to reunite with an ex from a score ago.
4) Dupe some rich bastard into marrying her.
5) Sign on as a maid to some rich bastard and tell everyone that they are in a relationship.
How are they paying for Marisa's sister's boarding school? I swear to god the writers will have to bring that little plot problem back into the show at some point and explain all the things that don't make sense about her existence.
Jeri Ryan's character will still have great breasts and will still in the process of executing her scheme, but nothing will happen until next week.
---
I've neglected The News recently. A few sentences about a lot of things.
Harriet Miers withdrew her name. Was anyone surprised? Was anyone bummed? Finally, the country agrees on something, well, except for the cartoon character currently occupying the Oval Office.
Judge Alito? Too conservative. Will probably be confirmed. I would enjoy a fillibuster. The Court will still have a liberal lean to it.
The Senate's closed session. It's great to see the Democratic party pick their balls up and actually formulate a plan on something and act it out. They took the offensive on an issue that the Christian Party was trying to avoid for as long as possible. The Dems got the Repubs all flustered and that was fun to see. Bill Frist is a racist jackass.
Former FEMA Director Michael Brown showed great tact in his e-mails during the Katrina crisis. He didn't know it then, but he was ending his career in politics. Stupid bastard. Imagine someone in the Bush Administration not giving a shit about such a serious matter... weird.
Scooter Libby: The New Face of the Republican Party. Like it or not, he is in front now and Karl Rove is lurking in the background waiting for his time to shine. That whole administration seems so unprofessional about everything. They ought to grab their jocks, sit down, find someone who knows what the hell is going on and right their way and try to save face for two more years.
80 minutes until The OC and Reunion return.
Recaps will follow.
Until The Next.
Wednesday, November 02, 2005
Humping Hilary
Jesse's a funny guy. For the record, if you read his most recent comment, I will not be attending any Hilary Duff concerts. I don't know about Jesse, though.
That needed saying.
I need to be at work in ten minutes. It's hump day, stop reading and go do somebody.
That needed saying.
I need to be at work in ten minutes. It's hump day, stop reading and go do somebody.
The Crowes on Wisconsin Ave.
The Black Crowes Concert:
The first time I saw them, four years ago to the month, and in the same venue, the Eagles Ballroom in Milwaukee, they were outstanding. It was the second best concert I have ever seen. It was also their last concert before "breaking up."
Well now they are back and they came back to Milwaukee and played a three hour show with no opening act on a candle-lit stage. Not having an opening act was great. The candles were cool. Three hours is great. The content was eh.
It took them two-three songs to straighten things out behind the sound board, which was frustrating. When it was good, it was great. When it sucked, it sucked.
The songs they played were good, the band sounded good, they jammed for a while during each 90 minute set and was well. Except I didn't hear a bunch of songs I wanted to hear.
Go Faster
Stop Kicking My Heart Around
Virtue and Vice
Thick and Thin
She Talks to Angels
Hard to Handle
Miracle to Me
Young Man, Old Man
Those were eight songs on my mental list of songs I really wanted to hear. They didn't play them. I understand not playing Hard to Handle and She Talks to Angels. I'm sure they are sick of those songs and it's cool with me if they don't play them. But I really, really wanted to hear Go Faster, Stop Kicking My Heart Around, and Virtue and Vice. If they would have played three or four of those, I would have been very happy with the show.
The other songs on my list they did play: Thorn in My Pride, Soul Singing, Remedy, Jealous Again, Greasey Grass River, Midnight From the Inside Out, Black Moon Creeping, Twice as Hard, By Your Side
The show also lacked crowd interaction. Not a big deal.
Chris Robinson is a fantastic front man. I have to believe he is one of the best in rock n roll today. But they really didn't need him to be picking up guitars to play. I don't know if he is new to the instrument or not but he looked a little stiff and didn't really add much to the music.
Annoying things at the show:
There were two big guys, bigger than me, about my age at the show and they were not gifted with either coordination or rhythm and adding alcohol to the mix didn't work out so well for them either. It was painful to watch them trying to dance - and sway arm in arm completly out of sync with the music. An eye sore for sure.
Then there was a stout little man with very curly hair who must have thought he was at a metal concert cause his headbanging to fairly mellow songs was out of control, out of time with the music, and just generally out of place.
Number of cute girls I saw: Zero. If you are reading this and were at the show, I'm sorry, I must not have seen you. All were at least 30 and smoking cigs. This is not to say that women over 30 can't be good looking, of course they can. These were not. And cigs just don't make any girl look good.
And the beers were 6 bucks and double rails 9.50. What are you going to do? Two of each and I had spent all I was going to spend on booze.
I complained a lot but it was still a pretty good show. They are a great band, just forgot some stuff in this show. If they had played every song I wanted to hear I probably would have laughed at two large overly-white guys, instead I hated them. Such is life.
Now I need concert redemption, which I will surely receive November Ninth at the Bad Religion/Pennywise show.
This will be a long week in waiting.
Rock on.
Until the Next.
The first time I saw them, four years ago to the month, and in the same venue, the Eagles Ballroom in Milwaukee, they were outstanding. It was the second best concert I have ever seen. It was also their last concert before "breaking up."
Well now they are back and they came back to Milwaukee and played a three hour show with no opening act on a candle-lit stage. Not having an opening act was great. The candles were cool. Three hours is great. The content was eh.
It took them two-three songs to straighten things out behind the sound board, which was frustrating. When it was good, it was great. When it sucked, it sucked.
The songs they played were good, the band sounded good, they jammed for a while during each 90 minute set and was well. Except I didn't hear a bunch of songs I wanted to hear.
Go Faster
Stop Kicking My Heart Around
Virtue and Vice
Thick and Thin
She Talks to Angels
Hard to Handle
Miracle to Me
Young Man, Old Man
Those were eight songs on my mental list of songs I really wanted to hear. They didn't play them. I understand not playing Hard to Handle and She Talks to Angels. I'm sure they are sick of those songs and it's cool with me if they don't play them. But I really, really wanted to hear Go Faster, Stop Kicking My Heart Around, and Virtue and Vice. If they would have played three or four of those, I would have been very happy with the show.
The other songs on my list they did play: Thorn in My Pride, Soul Singing, Remedy, Jealous Again, Greasey Grass River, Midnight From the Inside Out, Black Moon Creeping, Twice as Hard, By Your Side
The show also lacked crowd interaction. Not a big deal.
Chris Robinson is a fantastic front man. I have to believe he is one of the best in rock n roll today. But they really didn't need him to be picking up guitars to play. I don't know if he is new to the instrument or not but he looked a little stiff and didn't really add much to the music.
Annoying things at the show:
There were two big guys, bigger than me, about my age at the show and they were not gifted with either coordination or rhythm and adding alcohol to the mix didn't work out so well for them either. It was painful to watch them trying to dance - and sway arm in arm completly out of sync with the music. An eye sore for sure.
Then there was a stout little man with very curly hair who must have thought he was at a metal concert cause his headbanging to fairly mellow songs was out of control, out of time with the music, and just generally out of place.
Number of cute girls I saw: Zero. If you are reading this and were at the show, I'm sorry, I must not have seen you. All were at least 30 and smoking cigs. This is not to say that women over 30 can't be good looking, of course they can. These were not. And cigs just don't make any girl look good.
And the beers were 6 bucks and double rails 9.50. What are you going to do? Two of each and I had spent all I was going to spend on booze.
I complained a lot but it was still a pretty good show. They are a great band, just forgot some stuff in this show. If they had played every song I wanted to hear I probably would have laughed at two large overly-white guys, instead I hated them. Such is life.
Now I need concert redemption, which I will surely receive November Ninth at the Bad Religion/Pennywise show.
This will be a long week in waiting.
Rock on.
Until the Next.
