Wednesday, February 10, 2010

Happy V-day... or you know, whatever.


12:35 AM me: yea
12:36 AM i'm all about the irony right now
12:37 AM Chibi: the irony?
12:38 AM me: non-emo almost anti vday but suprisingly very upbeat playlist that contains nothing but songs about dysfunctional/failed relationships
Dwnld here

Traxx:
1. My Very Good Friend the Milkman
Fats Waller
Ain't Misbehavin'
1995

2. Spiderwebs
No Doubt
Tragic Kingdom
1995

3. When They Fight, They Fight
The Generationals
Con Law
2009

4. You Sent Me Flying / Cherry
Amy Winehouse
Frank
2007

5. Postcards from Italy
Beirut
Gulag Orkestar
2006

6. Band of Gold
Freda Payne
Band of Gold
1970

7. Stuck in the Middle With You
Stealers Wheel
Stealers Wheel
1972

8. What Have I Done
Anna Ternheim
Leaving on a Mayday
2009

9. Blind Mary
Gnarls Barkley
The Odd Couple
2008

10. If You Rescue Me (A Capella)
Science of Sleep Soundtrack
2007

11. I Want You to Want Me (Live)
Cheap Trick
In Color
1977

12. Love Affair
Regina Spektor
11:11
2001

13. Saturday Night
Misfits
Famous Monsters
1999

14. Baby It's You
Smith
A Group Called Smith
1969

15. She's A Rejecter
Of Montreal
Hissing Fauna, Are You the Destroyer?
2007

16. (I Never Promised You A) Rose Garden
Martina McBride
Timeless
2005

17. Come on Home
Franz Ferdinand
Franz Ferdinand
2004

18. Smile
Lily Allen
Alright, Still
2006

19. Cruel to be Kind
Nick Lowe
Labour of Lust
1979

20. Girlfriend
Avril Lavigne
The Best Damn Thing
2007

21. Detention: Sloppy Love Jingle, Pt. 3
Gym Class Heroes
As Cruel as School Children
2006

22. Porque te vas
Jeanette
Crias Cuervos YouTube Rip
2009






Friday, January 1, 2010

Xmas Presents 2009.


I know I'm late. I was too busy making them to post before Christmas and too busy living after. Enjoi!(If you want any of these I still know how to make them... I think I feel urge to make another duct tape wallet coming on anyway)








Saturday, March 28, 2009

My Brain Likes Musicals (The Perfect Psych Experiment)

As I drag my half-dead thesis-ravaged body across a sketchily empty Cambridge Commons at 1:45 am on a Friday (sad isn't it?), in a moment of lucidity I realize that I'm singing the entire soundtrack from Joseph and the Technicolor Dreamcoat... every word (including the brothers' names and those bloody colors)...on autopilot. Not only that, but I'd been singing musicals for the last 5 hours and hadn't even noticed. Ignoring the fact that people could probably hear me singing random things about cows and corn, nasty youths and fratricide (bonus points if you recognize the songs) I've come to the conclusion that my brain likes musicals... not me, my brain.

I honestly don't think I've ever memorized a musical on purpose. I see them once or twice and they somehow get stuck on repeat until they're permanently etched onto some gremlin-guarded memory cell. If I put any one of them in album order and play them straight through, I can see the whole movie in my head. Even now as I look through my iTunes "musical" genre I'm starting to believe that I have a certifiable illness.... here this should explain it better:
Across the Universe (know it + harmonies)
Cats (knew it when I was younger... haven't tried but probably still stuck)
Chicago (still as good as it was in high school)
Crybaby (the whole movie, but I don't have the whole soundtrack)
Dreamgirls (not consciously but probably all of it)
Evita (know it... the Madonna/ Antonio Banderas version of course)
Grease (possibly my first legit non-disney musical)
Grease 2 (comes after Grease)
Hairspray ( I tried not to like, I promise)
Hedwig and the Angry Inch (teh awesome)
Jesus Christ Superstar (went through a phase. it was on repeat. don't ask)
Little Shop of Horrors (AMAZING! and yet so underrated)
Moulin Rouge (obligatory pop musical)
Phantom of the Opera (a classic)
Rent (doesn't everyone know all the words to this?)
Rocky Horror Picture Show (if you don't know, don't talk to me)
Sparkle (also one no one has ever seen)
Sweeny Todd (deliciously evil!)
TOMMY (completely bizarre but still stuck)
The Wiz (I can't get away from it, I've tried)
1776 (6th grade History throw-back)

There you have it. My brain, on whatever drugs it decides to manufacture for itself.
Until next time I remain,
-The Perfect Psych Experiment


Wednesday, October 29, 2008

Observations on a Chibi (The Aussie)

chibi, n.
1. Japanese A "short person" or "small child." The word has gained currency amongst fans of manga and anime. Its meaning is of someone or some animal that is small. It can be translated as "little," but is not used the same way as chiisana (tiny, small, little in Japanese).

2. N. American A gremlin, stinky, self-manufactured crackhead, college roommate

The Chibi (smidgetus africanus) originates from TZ on the east coast of Africa and has been in existence for 20 + years. The odd one in a family of 4 daughters, the chibi seems to have been the product of a mutated gene strain that makes her prone to lush-like behavior, intentional politically incorect dialogue and psuedo hyper-sexuality.

Personal Observations:

Fall '05 - Spring '06
First sighting of the Chibi was 09/05 Room C of W36. She believed herself to be among giants when she first encountered my family and myself (all of us of the altus negrus species) and approached us with a fearful timidity befitting her stature. The chibi appeared to be of a species with which I would be able to effectively communicate and soon after meeting the other species of W36, the chibi and I decided it would be best to occupy the same quarters. At first we encountered some differences of opinion due to previous cultural experience. But the Chibi proved to be the most interesting, tolerant, enjoyable, and sane of the W36 species set and she quickly became the person with whom I spent most of my time. By the end of the year, the Chibi and I decided to remain rooming companions for the upcoming year.

Highlights: The Owl the first week, blankets, W dirty sex, the futon, gimme dat, lion king alarm, porn and expresso (so wasn't there for that one), reach out and touch, corners, potato/vodka, xmas lights, 5 people 2 beds what?, disney girls, school house rock (3 is a magic number)

Fall '06 - Spring '07
The year began with a relocation of living quarters to the land of the quadlings. The room was substantially bigger and the Chibi and I were fairly satisfied. However this made waking each other from sleep exponentially difficult. Hence the practice of object throwing was invented. It started with the shoes. The Chibi and I did not have as many interactions due to scheduling conflicts, extracurricular activities and different choices of recreation activities but the love was still there...especially when finals came around.

Highlights: shoe bucket, next day recap, movie night, 300, south park, hall window, gchat, whitfield, Halloween (nun, school girl, cop, detective), new york, dreamgirls, promise video

Fall '07 - Spring '08
The first year the Chibi and I technically lived apart though we were still connected through the bathroom. Which also meant the first time we could independently control the room tempature. There was tropical storm in the bathroom everyday, apparently Chibis work best in tropical conditions. The sembiotic existence was extremely solidfied and the system of interaction became automatic. We also learned a very valueable lesson in how not to bite off more than we can chew. The second half of the year we were unfortunately (for the world) left alone to influence each other without outside guidance. 'Twas an "interesting" time in life and many boundaries were blown to bits. Was also the first year the Chibi was classified as the Chibi.

Highlights: T4, blow-out #1, boy-translation, theories, "interesting", planets, relationship book, monsoon in the bathroom, off campus, alternative taxis, barcelona, san sebastian, diseased child, gremlin, blockbuster, hostile takeover, shirts, double trouble, post-it note wall, tip shoes

Fall '08 - Spring '08
This is the last year the Chibi and I will be spending together. We have grown quite accostumed to and comfortable with each other. Somehow the strange relationship has gotten stranger and there are no signs that it will be returning to normalcy any time soon. There are doubts as to whether it will be possible to live with another species after living so long with a thing like a smidgetus africanus.

Highlights (so far): justice book, esl, respiratory, Palin, Fables, Ruby-syndrome, Aussie, rexy/lemmie, VH1 addiction, MVDVDs...

(belated) Good luck on your midterm Cheebs!
-The Aussie
Mogwai Sorry Song (stop denying your people!)
Gizmo
Gremlins

Tuesday, October 28, 2008

Wednesday, October 22, 2008

The AA Advertising Experiment (The Analyst)

What do you think of this picture? Without the context, what is your first reaction? Well I took an informal poll with my crazy...eclectic...friends and this is what came out of it. (Any updates I'll post them later

me: how?... i know it's physically possible because she's doing it but what are all the technical aspects of that body position and can it be done by an average person, hence staring for 3 min. (and the answer is yes. it can be done by an average person. i made cheche do it... even though she claims to be completely non-flexible... i got her to do a elbow triangle inversion thing too where she almost touched her head with her feet but that's another story)

chibi: ooooo pretty... can i have it as a desktop?

cheche (chibi's sister): THAT is impossible... are you sure it's not photoshopped?

isadora & alayaka (blockmates #3 & #4): this ad is pointless. nobody would ever wear that. men are stupid for thinking that's realistic.

tvu: its degradin. say its pretty messed up. why r her legs opened...but actually its becomin more common in fashion advertisin. these crazy positions. i would question whether she is a dancer. but im aware of how sexist the media is.

heartstocking: I just don't get why the leg is necsssary. haha. like it's not even sexual to me. it ruins the entire composition.

gmdbj: naturally, i feel obligated to be like "man, that's exploiting women and has nothing to do with the product"
but the ad is hot

littlebrother: instantly reminded me of this http://www.panopticist.com/graphics/hustler_june_1978.gif

Of course in Hootenanny today I overhear a whole conversation about AA taking the "sexuality" out their magazine and making their whole advertising strategy revolve more around family-friendly images to appeal to the "gap buying" demographic of yuppie mothers who would like to take their kids shopping with them.

Which, in turn, links to the entire conservative trend of advertising, media, and programming that has been steadily rising since 9/11 to provide a means to obtaining a sense of security through the image of a "wholesome" american lifestyle. Then there's the new teen image where it's cool to be the invisible, non-rebellious kid who ultimately succeeds because they play by the rules (Juno, Nick and Nora... there's more coming...just wait for it) or the "new man" who is allowed to feel and ultimately wants a stable relationship which will lead to a family (dude-flicks.. chick-flicks for guys, started with wedding crashers most recently made of honor... don't worry they're going to be getting chickier in the next few years).

Great ad. Sex sells and it definitely caught my attention. But then again, I think they should legalize prostitution.

-The Analyst
Seduce Me Tonight
Cycle V
Flashdance Soundtrack

Tuesday, October 14, 2008

Light Star's Light Star (The Addict)

So I did a make your own mad lib poem online... this is what I got:

light star's light star

"I dances my paints and all the killer twirls candy-coated;
I kissed my fires and all is yearn again.
(I love I dances you up inside my mars.)

The marker go liveing out in charming and drunk,
And special paint twirls in:
"I dances my killers and all the fire twirls candy-coated;

I kisseded that you yearned me into mars
And love me busy, dancesed me quite candy-coated.
(I love I dances you up inside my mars.)

sister twirls from the marker, paint's killers kissed:
Exit fire and president's mars:
"I dances my killers and all the fire twirls candy-coated;

I yearned you'd love the way you said,
But I dances old and I twirl your name.
(I love I dances you up inside my mars.)

I should have killerd a fire instead;
At least when mars kisseds they yearn back again.
"I dances my killers and all the fire twirls candy-coated;

(I love I dances you up inside my mars.)

- The Writer & Sylvia Plath

Create Your Own Madlib on LanguageIsAVirus.com


Can we say...hot mess?