Author: Katrina

It’s Always “Smells Like Teen Spirit”

May 28, 2007

I hereby decree…

It’s always “Smells Like Teen Spirit”!

Always. No question. No doubt. Hell, was probably true before the song even came out. Whenever a radio station is doing a big ass top some-number list of greatest alternative rock songs (provided it includes the 1990’s, if it were just this decade, it MIGHT not be on there, but no guarantee on that), then Nirvana’s famous “Smells Like Teen Spirit” will be number one.

So, yeah, DC 101 just did a huge ass Top 500 list this weekend of “greatest alternative rock songs of all time”. I didn’t even know they were doing this until yesterday, when they were in the 140’s or something, but ever since all I could think was “Smells Like Teen Spirit” will be number one.

And it is. Just now finishing, actually. No surprise. #2 was Pearl Jam’s “Jeremy”. #3 was Nine Inch Nails’s “Closer”. Then a bunch of other stuff.

DC 101 will post the full list on their website tomorrow, apparently. I’ll be there to snatch it and check out the whole thing, and post it here for you. I’ll link to it, but knowing them, it’ll only be up for like a day. I’ll immortalize it here with some notes as to which songs are awesome and you should like along with songs that suck and you should hate. Got it?

What do I think of “Smells Like Teen Spirit”? On one hand, sounds like teenage stereotypical crap (maybe, I’m not sure if anyone actually knows what that song is about). Don’t know. But, shit, if fucking Paul Anka covers it (badly), you know it’s made some headway!

Speaking of long ass lists, I still have the top 500 songs WHFS (who is no longer around, which sucks, they’re a fucking Maryland legend!) compiled at the end of 1999 of best songs of the 1990’s. Yes, of course, “Smells Like Teen Spirit” is number one. I’ll post that list, too. Why not? 😀

This has been Day 5 of the 100 Days of Summer, Round 7.

Let Them Not Eat Meat

May 27, 2007

You know what I’m sick of? The stupid little “controversy” over vegetarianism. Everyone has their own little ridiculous assumptions every which way, and they’re all so dumb. So let’s get a few things straight.

For one, people choose to be vegetarians for a LOT of reasons. It doesn’t always have to do with said vegetarian not wanting to kill animals, dumbass. Could be a religious thing. Could just not like meat. While recognizing that the meat is “already dead”, could just not like the idea of eating animal flesh in general. Could be all sorts of reasons.
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Russia, STFU

May 8, 2007

Apparently a bunch of Russians are all pissed off at Estonia because they moved an important statue or something. The statue was some kind of pro-Soviet symbol in Tallinn, Estonia, that all the Russians living there liked it because it was like a sign of victory for them. Estonians didn’t really care for that, since to them, anything pro-Soviet was supporting the days when they were still part of the whole USSR.

But they didn’t destroy the statue. They merely moved it to another spot.

Doesn’t matter. Russians are still all furious at them and protesting and boycotting and cutting off trade and whatnot. Looks like it could be a nasty European Union issue.

Those Russians, though. Seriously. I mean, I could see if the Estonians destroyed the memorial or something like that. No, the memorial is FINE. It’s merely in a different spot. What the hell is Russia’s problem? Goddamn, doesn’t matter where you are in the world, you’ll still find people getting pissy over stupid shit, and in great numbers.

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Okay, yes, I’ve been reading The Economist and greatly enjoying it. So sue me.

My Birthday

May 6, 2007

I hereby decree…

It’s MY birthday!

That is, it’s MY birthday and nobody else’s! :doitnow:

Anyone else born on May 6? They’re lying. Only I was born on May 6. It’s MINE!

I’ve been known to emphatically claim odd things as mine and mine alone (rocks, phrases, trees, etc.), but so what, May 6 is MY birthday. Let’s review.

May 5: Cinco de Mayo plus birthday of millions and millions of people.

May 6: MINE!!! Nothing else!

May 7: Birthday of millions and millions of people.

You get the idea.

All these usurping jerks? Lying. They miswrote the date on their birth certificates or something. They think they’re nearly as cool as I am. Screw them. That’s a pipe dream. May 6 is mine. MINE!

Remember that. You meet anyone who isn’t me who says they were born on May 6, you can tell them surely that they are lying pieces of crap. Now you know. 😀

What’s the Use?

April 23, 2007

Seriously. It is disgusting.

Here we are, NYRA, trying to make some kind of difference for young people. Youth are treated like shit in our society, and nobody cares. Hell, they want it to happen. They want it to keep happening and to a greater extent.

I know anyone who is reading this already agrees, but screw it, I’m saying it anyway. YOU are the problem! YOU are destroying the world!
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Votes for Sanjaya

April 19, 2007

No, I’m not making a hypocrite out of myself after the Don’t Watch It entry. I only even remotely know what was happening on American Idol because Grandma had it on the kitchen TV and Galen has been participating in phony voting because he does everything Howard Stern tells him.

Anyway, this isn’t really about American Idol. It’s more about voting in general, and I think the issue with this Sanjaya guy is an interesting example of a situation where one wonders just what counts as a “right vote” and a “wrong vote”. Or perhaps a “real vote” or a “fake vote”. Even if it’s a voting system for a silly reality show, it’s still a voting system.
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Shampoo Conundrum

April 17, 2007

So I was at Target today to get some socks since I was out of clean socks and didn’t feel like doing laundry. I found some socks eventually and was going to the check out counter when I spotted the shampoo aisle and figured I might as well pick some up for when my current bottle runs out.

This didn’t used to be hard. I would just pick up a bottle of Suave and that would be it. Cheap and gets the job done. Recently, though, I began to think there must be a reason it’s so cheap. So I switched to the slightly pricier Garnier Fructis. Hair feels so much softer!
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Upgrade

April 5, 2007

4-7-07: Upgrade complete!!! Everything looks fine! Of course, let me know if you see something that is screwy that I might not have caught. Yay!!!
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Just a heads up. I’m going to have to upgrade this stupid thing. So if you come by in the next couple of days and everything looks weird, then I’ve started but haven’t finished yet.

Another heads up, and this pisses me off. I discovered the theme I chose for this thing isn’t supported in the current versions! Which means things will be looking a bit different. Probably. I’ll try to see if my current theme will work anyway, but if it has problems, I’ll just find another one. I’ve seen some promising ones, so no trouble there. Nothing exactly like this one, though. Even though I’ve torn apart this one’s stylesheet so much it’s hard to remember what it even looked like originally!

So that’s the deal. Probably won’t irritate you as much as it does me. Upgrading will hopefully cut down the ever increasing volume of comment spam. Seriously, you should see the disgusting crap in these spam comments! But you don’t. Because it all goes into moderation and I delete it before it ever even thinks about occupying publicly visible pixels.

We’ll see how it goes.

Eighth Grade Incident

March 27, 2007

Gather around, friends, and I shall tell you a story. It happened ten years ago yesterday, on March 26, 1997. I was in eighth grade.

I was in my fourth period class, shop class (or “tech ed” as it was also known as). The first half of the year that class period was art, now in to the second half it was tech ed. Much preferred art. Oh, well.

Anyway, as you can imagine if you know me personally, I got picked on a lot in middle school. I was an easy target. Lonely. Weird. Small. Frizzy hair. You name it. And my grades sucked, so it’s not like I was like the picked on, teacher’s pet, perfect student who’d go on to employ these people later on. I was past my seventh grade plummet and was down to mediocre at best academically. To this day, never quite climbed out of it.
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