“Americano”

Choreography.

“Americano,” by Lady Gaga.

 

I love this. They go hard, ya’ll.


Ramblings

1. This thing is obviously still in its beta stage as I’m trying to get the hang of using a new blogging platform. It’s a learning process. Life’s a learning process.

2. Your MOM’S a learning process! Ohhhhhhh… :is shot:

3. Every time my family has dinner and both my mom and my dad are present, I can’t help but feel anxious, maybe a little stressed. I think I’m beginning to behave around my dad as if he were a password-protected bomb, but not in the sense that the right password will make the bomb go off. It’s more like, say the wrong thing, and the bomb will go off. Wait. Now I’m confused. I guess I can’t really find the right analogy to describe how I feel around him, or when he’s with us.

4. I read a bedtime story to someone. Seeing as I don’t have any stories stored on memory, and as I’m terrible at improvising a story, I looked one up: Sir Gawain and the Lady Ragnell. I really enjoyed the tales of King Arthur and his knights growing up, and it’s been a while since I’ve read any of those stories. Actually, this one I picked is one of my favorites. Something about Gawain keeping to his word with Lady Ragnell, even when she was a foul-looking creature of a woman. But in the end, for respecting the Lady, he was rewarded. Maybe that’s why I enjoy it so much, because of the idea that men should treat women the right way, with respect.

5. Little brother’s graduated from high school! That means I can choose to never set foot on these grounds ever again if I so wish. And I probably will do just that. Seriously ya’ll.

6. The toilet in one of the bathrooms is starting to be overrun with ants. Not cool. It started a few days ago when I was in the bathroom, about to do mah thang, and I look down and notice an ant scurrying about on the ground. Dafuq? I grab a tissue to squash it (because this isn’t your normal, tiny-sized black ant that you find in droves making trails in your kitchen. Rather, it’s the slightly bigger black ant that makes you think “oh shit, this looks like it’ll fuck yo shit UP.”) and notice there’s a second ant nearby as well. Also not a good sign. But I notice they’re meandering about this certain…thing…on the tile. Not sure what it was. So I scooped up the ants, and the mysterious chunk thing with a squishy texture (gross), threw it in the toilet, peed all over it (because it’s so satisfying, being a guy, and being able to pee onto insects you’ve trapped with tissue and thrown into the toilet bowl), and flushed. I realized the mysterious chunk left some residue on the ground, so I grabbed more tissue to wipe it off. Then I got a quick whiff of something which made me realized it was a chunk of vomit. Someone threw up into this toilet and a bit of it escaped. Not really sure what to conclude from that, but, seeing as no one in this house is currently suffering from some sickness, that kind of narrows down the explanations a bit…

7. My new favorite song. I’m so bringing it to be played at the next Wicked Westie. I heard it while I was shopping in H&M the other day, and I thought, “hmm, this would make a nice west coast swing song.”

8. And this is an unplugged version of the above song. It gives off such a different feel. It’s great.


That just wrinkled my brain…

Ah.

A new blog.

Isn’t it exciting? New blogging platform, new appearance, new beginnings…well not really. I’ve only decided to start a new one since I feel I’ve completed a certain chapter of life, a chapter that is my time as an undergraduate student. I had a blog that basically chronicled my thoughts and interests which lasted through my time at college, but now, I’ve graduated and currently find myself in limbo, this purgatory called a gap year where I scramble to get my shit together and be productive as possible as I spend this year applying to dental school.

And so far, I’ve clearly demonstrated my productivity by watching television shows and movies.

I watched Blue Mountain State. It’s a pretty funny show if you’re into crude, vulgar, and sexual humor. You know, if you’re a guy. Or, you know, girls can enjoy this show too, but this show was obviously marketed with stereotypical guy interests in mind. College frat-life. Sports. Girls. Sex. Partying. Thad was easily my favorite character; he takes macho-jock to an extreme, to the point where I was pretty sure the big reveal later on would be that he’s homosexual. But no. He’s just Thad. BMS was only 3 seasons long before it got benched. It makes sense I guess, because I feel you can only do so much with that type of synopsis.

Now I’ve started watching Community. Before, I’d only known about this show from its title, otherwise, I knew nothing about it. Then I when I started redditing, I noticed it was referenced a number of times via gifs or a youtube link. Granted, these two examples really only feature the character Troy Barnes, played by Donald Glover, whom you might know from his presence in Derrick Comedy, or as Childish Gambino, his rapper stage name. (That track is actually really good, but honestly, the only track by him I like). So really, I started watching Community because of Donald Glover, but dang, everyone in this show is great! Each character is so fleshed out and unique, with his/her own quirks and oddities, and it’s such a riot watching them try to coexist in community college. It’s great. Ken Jeong also co stars in some of the episodes. He’s great.

I finally got around to watching DriveWhoa. This movie is all sorts of incredible. I expected it to be something along the lines of a Jason Statham film with lots of action and car chases, since, you know, the movie is about a car stuntman. But it’s not. I think there are only two major car chase scenes in the entire film; the rest of the story is dedicated to the Driver and his relationships with the people around him. I also thought the movie overall was excellently shot. I later looked it up and the genre was described as “neo-noir.” It fits, I guess. The movie is gritty, dark, and some of the scenes are clearly framed with that certain artistic grimness. I like.

Also, Ryan Gosling: damn. He is all sorts of cool, mysterious, brooding, bad-assery in this movie. New guy-crush? Yes.

And continuing with this new thing I have for Gosling, I also finally watched Blue Valentine.  Good. Lord. If I were watching it by myself, I probably would’ve cried. Luckily I was watching it with a friend. Who’s a guy. Uh. Not awkward at all, right? Anyways, watching Blue Valentine is to experience a roller coaster of emotions. In the present time, you have this married couple, and they’re figuring out how to fix things between them, if there’s anything worth fixing at all anymore. But then throughout the film, we see them years earlier, when they first met, and all the good moments they had in love with each other. And watching those moments makes you so happy, but at the same time, absolutely miserable, because you know where they are in the present and…and….and it’s just not fair! Ugh. Good movie though. If I ever want to feel depressed, I’ll just watch this movie.

I’m gonna close with this song. It’s used in the opening credits of Drive. It’s pretty groovy.