Me Punk, Me Angry!

I don't know what it is about Bad Religon, but I just feel like saying Fuck Off to everyone - the guy at the gas station, my Mom, everyone! I get so pumped up about the crass commercialization of society, and about dirty politics, and social issues and not feeling like I'm doing my part. It's strange - it makes me feel better.

Random thought - back to work!

Toughest Crowd Ever

I don't always enjoy Tough Crowd. Sometime, it simply falls fall. But not tonight. I always enjoy stinging debate between Colin Quinn and Mark Maron. Maron is offically the President of the Young though Middle Aged Left Wing Rebelion Club, and Colin calls him on it every time - Maron thinks he is right most of the time. I do agree with what he has to say, but not his approach. All night tonight, Maron pinned everything on the "Right wing agenda," and just pounded Colin into the ground. I've never seen Colin stare at a panelist with the intent of burning his soul - they had a staring contest. Maron and Colin had some major words. It was a great debate overall, first focusing on a Republican senator who referred to a female senator with whom he was debating on the Senate floor as "a nice lady." Was this a condesending statement? After blaming the far right, calling her too sensitive, calling her a strong woman for speaking out, blaming the democrats, I felt completely energized...and somewhat confused.

Side note: They had one of the Best Week Ever guys, Christian Finigan, on the show. He provided much needed comic relief. Well, he did tell Judy Gold that she had a "big cock" right before the first commercial break. Pin drop. Total confusion. Angry lesbian.

Time for bed. G'night.

New Music Tuesday

Be sure to jog to your nearest media outlet and pick up:

Green Day "American Idiot"
Interpol "Antics"
Joss Stone "Mind, Body and Soul"

Guess who found Media Play gift cards yesterday? Aw, shit...scoop it up!

Behind the scenes

The Sundance Channel will air an exclusive behind-the-scenes documentary on the current "Vote for Change" tour. Set your TiVO/VCR/PVR, and read about it here.

Alias par-tay

I offically elect the Maplehurst residence to host all Sunday night Alias parties. We're getting through season 3 right now. B-B-B-Best! I used to give many (Shawn, Jackie, Amber, my Dad) people flack for getting so involved in the show. I've crossed over and am now a proud ass-kicking, Marshalling-loving, Sloan-hating Alias geek! It's so good to be home.

We've got plenty of couch and folding chair space to go around!

Help!

This is a tough one. I mean, sheesh, has it come to this? Because I'm trying to finish the Great Credit Card Payoff, I'm trying (read: trying) to budget, which leads me to this - what show do I choose - Muse or Interpol? My first Interpol experience was not so great, and I adore their first album, AND their playing the State. BUT I'm left wanting more Muse ever since their Coachella performance, and I'd love to see them at a smaller venue.

AH! Life is full of difficult decisions, is it not? I may have to buckle and go to both. I need input! What would you do in this situation?

Thanks, The Management.

Ron is now the coolest guy I know. Read up on his zero-gravity adventure here.

God hates Florida.

I'm thinking twice about opening my mouth and ragging on Midwest winter months. We've got it stone cold easy compared to those poor, water-logged saps down in Florida. Jeane's comin' for ya! She's a crazy bitch. You thought Frances, Ivan and Charley were messed up? Wait until you've gone toe-to-toe with a chick hurricane. You have no idea what PMS really means when she's a goddamn HURRICANE! How much more can they take? Well, I'll tell you what, Home Depot never had it so good. They love it! Plywood manufactures are popping corks and kissing the misses.

So is life. Going to see the funny tonight in Royal Oak - John Hefron is in town! He has to do the "We-Gotta-Go" Girl sketch. Genius. Tomorrow, Ron and I are going to start making our own wine. Hope you like red wine, 'cause it won't be BYOB anymore at the Maplhurst digs.

I'm starting to miss my friends...I know game night wasn't that long ago, but is anyone up for WAB on Sunday night? Word. You know where to find me.

Looking forward to...

1. Arrested Development - I wish I could have been a drop of condensation on Chris Boylan's glass as he rejoiced in their Emmy win. Listen up people, it's the smartest, funniest show you'll watch this year. I don't lie.

2. DODGEBALL - with a full team, an official name (The D-Spot), and our first game coming up on Sunday, it's gonna be full girl-on-girl-on-guy-on-guy action. I'll find out our first game time this week. If you can come out, we'd love to try and make you proud.

3. Concerts - Beasties, Muse, Killers, Pixies, John Heffron - I'm lovin' it! I ended up with lower bowl Beastie Boys tickets (I'm not tall or brave enough for general admission...). Can't wait!

4. More weddings - another coffee shop gal is getting married next month. It's gonna be ridiculously fun. With Melissa and Jamie in Petosky, it's impossible for us to get together outside of the marriage circuit. Plus, you get to partake in an open bar.

5. Vino to call our own - Ron and I will probably go to make our own wine at Just Cork It in Windsor this weekend. Premium Maplehurst vintage, of course.

6. 91.7 The Poof - Rick's famous fall get together (did I get those call letters right?)

That's all for now...where did summer go? That just means more game nights at Chez Smerigan-Wright, since it gets so friggin' hot in our apartment. Bonus.

My daily double says 'bad motherfucker' on it.

I just witnessed Trebek talking smack. Before commercial break, he told the other two contestants that they didn't have to stand there and "act like the Ken Jennings Fan Club." Oh snap! Alex Trebek, in not so many words, call them punk-ass bitches! I will rule the day, Trebek! That guy reads from a card!

Last week was crazy busy...no effort to blog...you don't want to spend time in front of a computer at home when you've been in front of one all day long. I will say one thing...dodgeball is going to kick so much ass. We're going to be the envy of EVERYBODY. For reals, though, it's going to be so much fun...as long as one of us dresses like a pirate (RON!).

Peace out, homies. Hopefully more tomorrow, or the next day, or the next day...

You like what raw?

On September 14, Spike TV and Ol’ Dirty Bastard will premiere what sounds like the greatest show ever. Stuck To ODB challenges a normal individual to stay within 10 feet of the rapper for five full days. Should this person achieve the daunting task, he or she will win $25,000. (from www.stereogum.com)

How crazy is that? When did ODB get so nutty? Has he always been this way? I know WuTang is for the children, but he must be a fucking fruit loop if Spike TV is going to shell out 25 grand.

Where do I sign up?

Fall is the new summer concert season!

Screw the summer, this fall is jam packed with great shows, even though I'm not going to the one I really want (The Boss and REM) due to lack of funds, BUT...Interpol is coming to the State Theater October 15th! What a week! Killers on a Tuesday, Interpol on a Friday. It can't get no righter!

On a related note, keep an eye (or both) out for MTV2 - The Killers and The Secret Machines are putting on a $2 Bill show soon.

I also downloaded The Damnwells "Sleepsinging." Tasty...has anyone heard the new album? Thoughts and opinions are welcome.