The title of each blog is the music that I’m listening to for the day. I started the Various Shit series to compile various CD singles, MP3’s, and 12” singles in order to make more room in my collection.
Working for a radio station, I get my hands on a lot of CD singles and I just don’t have the space for them. So, that’s where my Various Shit series comes into play. But I do keep the singles in storage as backups. Burned CD’s do not last as long and besides, I’m not a fan of illegal downloads. I prefer the packaged version that you can purchase in stores. Hell, I’m not really into legal digital downloads. I want that total package and something tangible in my hands with little tidbits for my eyes to read.
Imagine my surprise this morning… I’m home and in bed when Deidre wakes me around 6:10 a.m. She said, “Eugene… We’re on the air right now. What’s the word used for what Netflix does to you?”
In an even deeper and raspier voice I said, “Throttling.”
“Okay, that’s what I thought,” Deidre said. “I’m sorry. Go back to sleep now.”
But of course I had to turn on my radio and see what the hell they were talking about. Then I got out of bed for about an hour until I was sleepy enough to go back to sleep.
I tried watching The Passenger and it just didn’t make my 20 minute test. I know it’s a Jack Nicholson picture, but I’m giving it the 1 star rating on Netflix. That means that I hated it. Sorry Brad, I gave it a shot.
Now to disappoint Kim, Charles, and any other professional wrestling fans out there reading this… For some reason, I like the five man WWE Tag Team Champions the Spirit Squad.
Don’t bother asking me why because even I don’t know myself.
When I first saw them, I hated them from the get-go. They wear green and white and act like a bunch of drunken frat boys. The gimmick; they’re a group of male cheerleaders. They bounce around with more energy than a nuclear submarine and are as annoying as a chainsaw at 6 a.m. on an easy Sunday morn.
Yes, they are the current tag team champions and any two members of the Spirit Squad can defend the titles. That to me is an interesting take on the whole thing.
I don’t know all their names, but I really like the fact that they are SO annoying. I just find it so stupid that it’s actually funny. They get into the ring and start cheering and celebrating. One of the Spirit Squad actually sits on his ass and uses his feet and legs to drag that ass across the ring like a dog scratching it’s ass.
What’s not to love about something that stupid?
Kim and Charles… I know that if you’re reading this… You’re probably planning and intervention right this moment.
And deep in my heart, I know that it’s a stupid gimmick and it sucks… But I’m drawn to the Spirit Squad’s simplicity and stupidity. Feel free to check them out at www.wwe.com
Hey! How about Robby Gordon finishing tenth at Talladega yesterday afternoon?
I feel like hitting the ABC Store and purchasing a fifth of Jim Beam Black, baby!