Sunday, August 23, 2015

Short Post and a Song #93: Très chic

I've been considering changing my profile picture on here to this gem of a photograph. I believe it encapsulates my individuality quite well. Thoughts??:

Très chic, non?


"Memories" by Panic! At The Disco

I was OBSESSED with Panic! At The Disco in high school. I knew the words to each and every song on their first album and had a crush on Brendon Urie so fierce that I still can't say I've totally let go of it.

But then with college came my determination to finally be a "cool girl". Some of my closer friends knew of my fervent PATD love, but around others I played up my love of classic rock while my other more "immature" musical tastes fell by the wayside.

But now I've reached the point where I'm willing to just say it: I FUCKING LOVE PANIC! AT THE DISCO. Ahhhh, that felt good. Cathartic.

You observant Velocininjas may have noticed that I stopped blogging for roughly seven months, then abruptly started blogging again. I was going through some rough times, guys. If you would like more information about those rough times, follow me on Twitter and scroll way, way down to around June 23rd onward. There you'll find what I've begun referring to in my mind as the Great Twittersplosion of 2015. 

Just, if you do read all 8,000 words of it, make sure to read the replies. Don't get me wrong: it's all a big batch of crazy either way, but things make at least MORE coherent sense if you read the replies.

I also wanted to announce that this will be the last Short Post and a Song on this blog. Don't start weeping and carrying on just yet, though. I DO plan to keep doing Short Post and a Song, but from now on it will live on my Tumblr, where I am currently posting the pages of my very first hardcover book. 

P.S. The book is entitled Amerex: Land of the Unicorns and I wrote it at age eleven. 

Sunday, July 26, 2015

Short Post and a Song #92: Victory Litter

Dude, congrats on selling your house. Seriously. My parents have been trying to do that for YEARS and have had no luck whatsoever.

However, your victory in the arena of house-selling does not give you a free pass on littering:

Are those signs even biodegradable??


"Fairy Tail Main Theme" by Taylor Davis and Lara de Wit


If you love great anime, great violin, and great piano, then HOO BOY NELLIE you are in for a treat tonight! The first fifty or so episodes of Fairy Tail, which features some of the best English dubbing you will ever have the pleasure of hearing, are on Netflix. 

To you SAO fans, why YES, that is the lovely Cherami Leigh (AKA Asuna AKA the coolest female ever to walk the anime earth (though Erza of Fairy Tail gives her a run for her money)) doing Lucy Heartfilia's voice.

Sunday, July 19, 2015

Short Post and a Song #91: Fiery Bird Vengeance

This car was sitting on my street parked in the same place for days; long enough that the birds got angry and took their fiery vengeance upon it:


"Moves Like Jagger" by Maroon 5 ft. Christina Aguilera

This song has been a fervent obsession of mine for months now. And to all of you who think you're too "cool" for Maroon 5 and Christina Aguilera, you can just shut the fuck up right now. I've seen Maroon 5 live twice now and they rank among some of the best concerts I've ever seen. 

Don't look at this as an insufferably poppy song about the Stones; think of it as a wonderful opportunity for a whole new generation to learn how fucking cool Mick Jagger is.

Sunday, November 9, 2014

Short Post and a Song #90: Exaggerbating

Danomatic arrived home from the store to find me sitting in a dark room.

Me: You turned off the light when you left.

Iron Dan: So you just sat here in the dark this whole time? You sat and stewed in your anger thinking, "Fuck him, he can turn on his own goddamn light."

Me: Hey, I was just feeling lazy!

Enter SandDan: I know. I was just exaggerbating. (Pauses) We've got to see if "exaggerbating" is something people have already come up with.

It turns out people already have. But I like Little Danpeep's use of it better. 


"Wolf Like Me" by TV On The Radio

There's something distinctly badass about this song.

Sunday, November 2, 2014

Short Post and a Song #89: Immediately afterward he remarked: "And then I probably would have gotten shot."

Dangelina Jolie as we passed by a few policemen on our street: I just want to yell, "You'll never take me alive, coppers!" and take off running.


"Death Letter" by The White Stripes

This is one of my all-time favorite covers. I didn't even realize it was a cover until about a month ago. With all respect to Son House, I dig this version way more than the original. You just can't beat Meg White's drumming on this track.

Sunday, October 12, 2014

Short Post and a Song #88: He has a point.

101 Danmations: You really want to see Gone Girl?

Me: Yeah.

The Dancredible Hulk: My client told me Ben Affleck just acts like Ben Affleck and doesn't fit the character from the book at all.

Me: Yeah, I would have probably cast Bradley Cooper.

Yellow Danmarine: Is that the guy from Inception?

Me: No ... why do you always ask if every actor I mention was in Inception?

Danleberry Finn: Hey, there are like five guys of the same generation of actors in one movie. Whenever you mention a random actor, there's a good chance he was in Inception.


"Little Bird" by The White Stripes

I was into the album "Elephant" by The White Stripes in a big way back in high school, but lately I've found that I like their older album "De Stijl" even better. It's just got a great bluesy feel to it and also has the magical power of making me about twice as productive whenever I listen to it while writing.

Thursday, October 9, 2014

Sneezing on the Subway

It is rare when I sneeze that I sneeze only once. I usually have to sneeze ten or twelve times before that infernal tingling in my nose finally ceases.

Sometimes this avalanche of sneezes possesses me on the subway or train. When it does, this is generally what happens:

Me: (Sneeze)

Stranger: God bless you.

Me: (Sneeze)

Stranger: God bless you.

Me: (Sneeze)

Stranger: (Glare) Bless you.

Me: (Sneeze)

Stranger: YOU DON'T DESERVE GOD'S BLESSINGS, YOU SNEEZING BITCH! YOU GO TO HELL! (Rips shirt off in a mindless rage and runs off to another car, never to be seen again)

I might be exaggerating slightly, but you get the idea.