Another Music Meme
Yeah. My life is memes.
1. One of the earliest songs you can remember listening to:
Hush, Little Baby – American Moms Everywhere (I was addicted when I was five)
2. Song from the artist you last saw live:
MyHope - sweetafton23 (unless the cast of The Lion King on Broadway counts)
3. Song you currently can’t get out of your head:
Mrs. Nerimon – italktosnakes
4. Song by someone who is dead:
Paperback Writer – Beatles
5. Song you discovered from a film:
Would a TV show count? I’ve picked up oodles from them – The Fear (Pauley Perrette), Maybe Maybe (Nico Stai), Zebra (John Butler), My Side of the Story (Hodges) – the list goes on.
6. Song you love to sing along to:
Walk Away – Kelly Clarkson, or Teenagers – My Chemical Romance
7. Song you totally misunderstood the first time you heard it:
I can’t think of one. Sorry. Nearly midnight.
8. Love song:
Almost Lover – A Fine Frenzy and Fall For You – Secondhand Serenade
9. Song that makes you nostalgic:
Home – Daughtry
10. Song that makes you cry:
My Side of the Story – Hodges
11. Song that makes you laugh:
Numa Numa – O-Zone (skip the first minute of this particular link, if you click on it)
12. Song that makes you want to dance:
Can’t Get Me Down – Lo-Ball
13. Song with food in the title:
Does Sweet and Low (Augustana) count? If not, Sugar, We’re Going Down – Fallout Boy
14. Song that creeps you out:
Imaginary – Evanescence (that’s mainly my fault for listening to it while reading Paper Towns. Not recommended, unless you like getting freaked).
15. Really good cover song:
Torn – Natalie Imbruglia
16. Song about dreaming or waking up:
Wake Me Up When September Ends – Green Day, or Just a Dream – Carrie Underwood
17. Song you only like because of the title:
High School Never Ends – Bowling for Soup (okay, so it’s not just because of the title… But I still love the title)
18. Song you like from an artist that you otherwise don’t like:
So What – Pink
19. Song you hate:
Umbrella – Rihanna
20. Wildcard:
Your Love is a Lie – Simple Plan
BEDA
It is too late. I am now forsworn, even with the holidays and hellish business. I think I am going to love auto-post.
Working. Now-like.
~DreamingOfNothing
P.S. Actually, not working. Because I apparently have to take pictures of my little siblings taking their martial arts test because my father doesn’t know how to be one. I’m having a Hook flashback.
Wizarding Rock
After a while, my stance on Wizarding Rock is torn between this is so bloody lame and it’s like the best thing ever. So I really don’t know.
Why am I bringing this up? Because I’ve had radio silence for a while and I don’t know what else to talk about, since I haven’t seen anything to review, since I’ve been so busy. Look, Passover’s not going to help, so get used to it, people.
Also, I think it was James’s birthday last week and I missed it. Hey. I got him last year, and missed Remus. So I guess it’s a trade off.
Oh, and why else did I bring this up? Because of this:
The Quidditch shirt and awesome Dementor/Death Eater masks are probably the coolest part of this vid.
Anyway. Homework and dance to practice.
~DreamingOfNothing
You need HELP!
This would be much funnier if it wasn’t true. And if I wasn’t about as addicted to Twitter as anyone else.
Have a headache. Discovered Andy Richter Controls the Universe and wonders why it cannot be found anywhere on the internet because it is fantastic. And the fact that Paget stars prominently has nothing to do with it. At all. But seriously, man, find clips on youtube and try to tell me that it is not awesome.
Finally saw Omnivore, which left me with the peeking over my shoulder and thanking God that I no longer live in Boston sort of feeling. Kinda like Cold Comfort (which, for some nutty reason, I also watched today), but replace ‘thanking God that I no longer live in Boston” with “asking God why on earth CM had to decide that there were necrophiles in Olympia.”
Necrophiles give me about as much of the creeps as Toddlers in Tiaras on TLC and The World’s Fattest Man’s Wedding and the girl from the trailer of ‘Orphan’ combined. Except more.
And since I have been treated to all five of the above attractions today, I’m a wreck and am going to sleep to rest my sick, headached head. While holding a meat cleaver.
~DreamingOfNothing
Capes
If the good guys in life wore yellow capes, like that superpages.com commercial, then I’d like to think that we’d see a lot of yellow.
Also, I have a love/hate relationship with writing. My therapist thinks that it’s important I acknowledge that.
But I don’t have a love/hate relationship with Arrested Development. That one’s all love.
~DreamingOfNothing
Ideas
See what happens when I get hoity-toity ideas? I thought, since Canada has been so nice as to play Omnivore early – then I could go to the chat right after it airs in East Coast time and talk to Thomas Gibson, who’s awesome! And so I got all excited about that.
Therefore, of course, as soon as I got home yesterday, my internet had to die. And by the time it decided to work again, it’s now. So that’s what happens when I make big plans.
Sorry if that’s incoherent. I don’t care what my mom says – I really think that Tylenol does something to your mind.
~DreamingOfNothing
St. Patrick
Happy St. Patrick’s day. Even though I shouldn’t be celebrating it, because the idea is that he’s the guy who catholocised Ireland, but I am because it’s fun. And Irish is close to the coolest language on earth.
Still sick, along with most of my friends. Bronchitis sucks.
~DreamingOfNothing
First Law
Numb3rs from last week, I know. I’ve been busy.
***SPOILERS. Y’ALL KNOW THE DRILL***
1. The scientific basis of this particular episode was really cool. I’m not saying that the math or science is sound, because I don’t know much about AI and whatnot, but it was an interesting subject to explore. It was also almost more scientist-based than crime-based, with Amita taking a particularly large role, and I liked it.
2. Don. Protective as always. Maybe there would have been no nuclear bomb is Oppenheimer had had an older brother like Don, but I’m still glad that Charlie turned down the job. It’d be a good way to end the show, if they wanted to, but I really hope they don’t.
3. Fleiny. That may have been the funniest thing I’ve heard all day. Larry having his throwdowns with the DARPA lady. I love Larry, I do.
4. Amita. She’s an interesting character, and I liked seeing more of her this week, even if she’s not quite as explored as some of the other characters. Her conversations with Bailey were interesting.
5. Which brings me to Bailey. She was a supercomputer and I really was hoping that she’d be legit, even though it would break reality, since we don’t have a computer that’s sentient yet. Though my brother pointed out that we might, in DARPA somewhere. That’s the thing about security. Anyway. It was pretty amazing, how she was programmed to dupe people into thinking she was legit. And I was really starting to like her, too.
6. Nikki was gone. And Colby and David weren’t particularly notable. And why on earth would you cheat on a brilliant wife that looked like that for a mechanic who looks more like a fat grandmother? That one throws me.
Kay. Bed now, so I can spend tomorrow like I spent today.
~DreamingOfNothing
iGod
It’s late, so I’ll be going to bed soon (because there’s nothing better than sleeping after a long day of sleeping, reading, and watching NCIS/Numb3rs) but I wanted to direct you here. Given the Numb3rs I just watched and all. It’s pretty cool, if poorly programmed.
~DreamingOfNothing
Dum Spiro Spero
I think I need a bubble. Like the boy who lived in a bubble. Oh, have you not heard that story? I will tell you.
(Forgive my Ducky-channeling here. It has a point.)
There’s this disease, where you essentially have no immune system, called SCIDS (severe combined immune deficiency syndrome). One famous person who had it was David Philip Vetter, who was placed in a plastic bubble at birth so that his environment would be stable. Reading the wiki article about it as I write this (I’d only read about him in Mental_floss, and it’s been a while), it’s actually really, really sad. He wasn’t supposed to stay in the bubble for long, because his older sister was supposed to be a bone marrow match. If he recieved a bone marrow transplant, he’d be able to produce T cells and NK cells and proper B cells. But she wasn’t a match.
So he stayed in the bubble. Everything had to be sterilized before it went in the bubble and he could only be touched through special plastic gloves in the walls. And no matter how well media at the time portrayed it all, he was unstable because of the fact that if he left the bubble, he’d die, on top of the fact that he couldn’t be touched. Oh, shit, and the reason he died was because of a dormant virus in his sister’s marrow, which they ended up transplanting anyway. So she’s probably screwed up too.
I think I was going somewhere with this. Yeah. I’m sick again. It seemed like a logical metaphor at the time, saying that I’d like a bubble because my hinky immune system is next to nil, apparently, but it’s not very funny anymore. So. I have bronchitis.
So when I’m done coughing up my lungs and tearing out my temples, I’ll be back in full capacity. Though it seems that my bubble-tangent proves that I’m hard enough to deal with as it is.
Anyway. Sick. Watching NCIS. Going to review Demonology when I’m done with the Bête Noire/Reville/Twilight/Kill Ari marathon. But I’m doing that now. Or tomorrow, while I’m home being bronchial. Bronchitisial. Whatever it is.
My Side of the Story? Still the best song ever.
~DreamingOfNothing
