Monday, December 20, 2010

Friday, December 17, 2010

F'YEAH Picture Friday #4...

If you don't watch this show, you're mistaken.

Awkward [as fuck] family photo. This reminds me, I need a new pair of jeans.

Friday, December 10, 2010

F'YEAH Picture Friday #3...

Final exams week. Lame.

I did a final paper for my Film Aesthetics class on Sergio Leone's Once Upon a Time in the West. Fucking awesome and GORGEOUS film by the way. I never saw it, and I was completely blown away by it when I watched it this week. It was basically a 2 hour, 45 minute long, epic action/western/art film. Cinematically, it's gorgeous. It's like porn for filmmakers.

I may have put this clip up already in the past, but here it is again. It's an edited clip of the ending with music from Arcade Fire. Amazing music video too. Warning: it's a spoiler.

Some funny stuff:

Tuesday, December 7, 2010

Oh you so crazyyy...

Today's youth is scary.

lol. wtf.

Saturday, December 4, 2010

F'YEAH Picture Friday #2...

Damn, I'm late.

Anyways. Here's a facebook post I found amusing. If you don't know who the guy in the picture is, you really should... The "President" of Iran. Make note of the photo caption in the pic.


I laughed my ass off when I saw this:

Don't get it? You need to catch up on current events. Catch up HERE and HERE.

Happy Weekend.

Thursday, December 2, 2010

Whoa dude...

To explain what happened regarding the "Monday" part of my last post, yeah... I was hit on by a dude. It was pretty awkward to say the least. I was at a normal bar in Venice beach doing a concert report on a jazz band for a Jazz history class I'm taking this semester (great class by the way). I was sitting at the bar all by my lonesome and having a couple beers. There was nothing unusual going on. By the time the band was ending their set at around 1 am, the bar was pretty sparsely populated. While I was there, I was chatting with another jazz fan that was sitting next to me. He was just a friendly, straight, dude that apparently was a regular. Anyway, he leaves and I was sat there at the bar alone for a minute. This dude a few seats away, drunk... scoots over next to me and starts to softly sing -- to me. Softly and inconspicuously. What did I do? I ignored him, and instead my eyes were glued to the TV watching ESPN's sports highlights for the day. Not many people were around at this point, and he was singing, very subtly... to me, so it wasn't very noticeable or embarrassing. This goes on for about a minute. So I take out my phone and was about to tweet "Holy shit, I'm being serenaded by a dude at the moment", but I was interrupted when he abruptly stops and says, "You are too cute. You are just too cute... And you think I'm a joke. You think I'm a joke."

So after an awkward pause I say, "Uhh... Nah man, I'm just... writing and watching ESPN..."

Long, awkward, fucking, PAUSE.


So I of course, continue to ignore him. I wasn't giving him the time of day. He wasn't like, invading my space or anything, he wasn't embarrassing me, he wasn't bothering me, and I was just finishing up the report and about to leave anyway, so I let it go... UNTIL -- I feel a hand suddenly, disgustingly, and ever-so-fucking-gently squeeze the inner thigh of my left leg. What. The. Fuck. So with my ninja-fast reflexes, I remove his hand and say "No dude. Don't do that." All serious faced, because I was seriously serious. My metaphorical serious pants were now on. Not cool. I got up and left after that. It felt pretty gross. I felt pretty gross. Ladies, I think I've experienced something most girls must have experienced also. I think I now know your pain of going out, looking good, and some gross creeper comes out of fucking nowhere thinking he can just touch you. Ugh. Gross.(I laughed so hard as I typed that) Forget the drink in the face or the slap, just knuckle up and let it rip!

After telling this story to a couple friends, some have remarked, "I woulda hit him. Why didn't you hit him?" Why? Because I didn't expect it at all! The dude was just singing, and frankly, I was unprepared for the possibility of him actually having the audacity to reach over and feel me up. It wasn't even on my mind. I was busy writing in a notebook, and I was in a bar with people who had no idea of what was happening, so it would've come clear out of the blue for me to straight up hit him. Also, I was on a bar stool. Hard to punch whilst sitting on a bar stool. Additionally, I don't think I would've hit him anyway. Mostly because he was drunk, and I prefer to keep cool. AND I am a pretty good looking dude, so... it was understandable. LOL.

Now mind you, I have no problem with homosexuality. I don't hold any prejudice against gays in any way, and in fact, I have gay friends. The issue here would be a universal problem for anyone -- you don't touch someone like that. It's just wrong to invade someone's personal space like that especially if they're not giving you the time of day. If a dude were to do that to a girl, they would get slapped. It's just not welcome.

So yeah, that was interesting and new. Not a good new, just new.