Sorry, Johnny. No more walking the line, it's time to take a stand.

So there is a lot of music that I don't really, appreciate per se, but I can sortof kindof understand that SOMEONE out there might like it.

Except for Barenakedladies. They suck. When I catch myself in a grocery store humming along to a BareNakedLadies song, I want to puke. Being surrounded, usually, with people who either do not object, or else actually LIKE them has made me keep it in too long.

I remember when i was like 15 and me and my best friend liked that first trendy "one week since you looked at me--yada yada yada" + "lots of other fast words that make the song fun to try and sing when they play it on the radio every five minutes" song for a while, and then i heard another of their songs and realized that the only reason the first one was tolerable was because the frontman was singing so FAST that you couldn't quite notice that he has such an annoying voice. Very tricky, BNL, veeeeerrrrry tricky.

And approximately just one second ago, I almost typed an apology to anyone that I might offend by this message of unacceptance (they almost tricked me again!), but no, world! It's time we take a stand! Let's progress beyond bad music. Let's evolve weird al and barenakedladies RIGHT OFF our airwaves, itunes, pandoras, and burned 90s mix cds with the likes of third eye blind and fastball. Am I being harsh? Perhaps. But we have to draw the line of integrity somewhere. Hasta NO manana, BNL.

farewell my ninja

Sometimes people say things that suggest that they magikally know more about me than I think they do. My first reaction to that is:

This is creepy.

Now, at second consideration, there has to be some sort of non-magikal explanation of sorts. (i am good at this sort of careful after-thought analysis, because i second guess myself maybe 63% of the time.) Also i am an engineer, and at work explanations that involve magik are typically frowned upon. BUT, i am also very non-observant sometimes, and i have a horrible memory. Thus my conclusion must be...i am not as sneaky as i think i am.

i probably mention things to people and then forget that i told anybody. Even though i have the idea in my head that i am fairly stealthy and/or discrete, i am actually not.

i think my theory is supported by instances from my teenager-hood, when i always thought that i was tricky but then my parents bascially knew what was going on the whole time. What a blow to my ego.

A second theory would be that people are just more interested in the sundries of my life than i know. This theory is poo, so we'll dismiss it.

Either way, this destroys my aspirations of being a professional ninja. Not the killing kind. Definitely not the facebook kind. The information-gathering kind. i could collect information and sell it. In this age, i would probably have to invent a clever way to organize and control the info as well, since these days information management = power. ANYWAYS. i would probably not even get to wear a ninja outfit--that's not a very stealthy way to get around these days.

sweet.

i missed making a post on leap year day, which really would have been only the coolest date in the past four years to have a post for. i also missed doing really ANYthink notable for leap year day. it would have been fun to think up something clever, but i'm so very lazy these days....