A commercial I heard on the radio today.
It starts with a woman asking a guy "you're not going over the speed limit again, are you?"
The guy replies with something along the lines of "oh it doesn't matter, I have Phaser 2." and he goes on to explain that cops can't detect how fast you're going with the 'Phaser 2', and that even if you wind up with a ticket, Phaser will pay for it. So the lady goes 'well step on it!'
Then we have this crazed-out announcer dude. He's saying you can try Phaser 2 free for 30 days. Cops can't detect the speed you're driving at, and even if you get a ticket, Phaser will pay for it. Goes on to give out a number. Then, it says "Phaser 2 has been outlawed in 8 states!" And at the end it says "Obviously, we don't promote reckless driving."
I'm sitting there, just waiting for it to be a commercial for All State or Geico or something, the way this guy is talking. Then one of the DJ's for the radio station comes on [recorded commercial, you know.] and he repeats the number and some of the stuff the announcer said.
...
Then the commercial ends.
I'm staring at my radio, glazed-eyes, mouth-open, the whole thing.
It.
Was.
Real.
This thing actually exists.
And what kind of retard would say 'we DON'T promote reckless driving'?
This world is unbelievable.
Clearly the state I live in wasn't one of the 8 where this thing is illegal.
Tuesday, January 29, 2008
I kid you not.
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Sunday, January 27, 2008
Epitaph Records
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The Flying Tomato
Anyone who watches the X-Games should know what I'm talking about when I say 'The Flying Tomato'.
Winter X-Games 12's on now. Whoooo
Been watching it for hours today.
Go Shaun White.
[i.e. the Flying Tomato, for those of you uneducated in the extreme sports area.]
Anyway, most entertaining.
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As was yesterday, in the slightly less exciting sense of the word.
My sister's birthday and horse riding. Mucho fun, there.
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Friday, January 25, 2008
Extra! Extra! Jojo's made a blog!
Indeed.
Check out Jojo's blog, The Optimistic Pessimist
Like I said, advertisement rules.
Check out the blog or be pushed off a mountain.
...
That threat will be active as soon as I find a mountain.
Posted by Meg at 5:13 PM 2 comments
New Blog Alert!
I have a new blog. Yes, already, thank you.
This one's all about music and such.
Check it out: The Music Addicts
For lack of a better name.
Posted by Meg at 4:34 PM 0 comments
Music and Lyrics....Or just music lists.
I'm bored at the moment.
And I'm listening to Quietdrive, feeling the need to post something or other about music.
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My Top 10 favorite songs [in order]
10.) Enter Sandman - Metallica
9.) Fat Lip - Sum 41/He Wasn't - Avril Lavigne [tie]
8.) Maybe Misery - Quietdrive
7.) Gone Forever - Three Days Grace
6.) Holiday - Green Day
5.) Broken - Seether ft. Amy Lee of Evanescence
4.) Who Knew - P!nk
3.) A Little's Enough - Angels and Airwaves
2.) Crawling in the Dark - Hoobastank
1.) All Over You - LIVE
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My favorite 2 bands
2.) Green Day
1.) Three Days Grace
Posted by Meg at 2:35 PM 0 comments
Britney again.
It's almost getting freaky now.
Apparently, she went by a daycare [or something of the nature. Little kids and such.] and said she came to pick up her kids. Obviously, they were not there, so she changed her story to "well, I have a new lawyer and he asked me to pick up his kid."
Seriously, who in their right mind would ask that girl to pick up their children? I realize she has issues and may not even know what she's doing, but that is just ridiculous.
After they wouldn't give her any of the kids, she went out and sat in her car, talking to herself for a while.
This girl has so many issues, it's actually sad.
Posted by Meg at 1:56 PM 1 comments
McFly Expressions
McFly fans, comment on this, kay? ['Specially you, Jojo. I'm interested in your response. Bwaha.]
The picture on the back of their Room On The Third Floor CD, those facial expressions are killing me. Harry is truly the only one who looks happy on it. Tom's looking as if he's asking "Do we really have to be here?" Danny looks a tad annoyed and Dougie's more along the lines of "What the hell is going on?"
Does no one agree with me?
Still love them.
[Excuse the fact of my not posting said picture. I can't find it online. Sorry.]
Posted by Meg at 1:33 PM 1 comments
Thursday, January 24, 2008
Evil keyboards.
My friend Jojo and I have decided that keyboards are evil and must be destroyed.
We would have made a YouTube video, but....this is easier.
So, those of you who mean to say one thing but wind up with something completely different because, oh, say your finger spazzed and hit the wrong key: Follow us, minions, and we shall prevail over the technological world of keyboards and spell check.
Or something like that.
Posted by Meg at 4:19 PM 1 comments
Dance club beats or tug-on-your-heart lyrics?
Three Days Grace, Muse, Quietdrive, Flyleaf, Simple Plan and so many others.
Or, on the other, slightly less meaningful side, there's the type of music like Britney Spears and Justin Timberlake. [Please don't eat me, Manda.]
Which would you rather listen to?
I know many of you will say the latter group, but personally? I'd much rather play songs that bring back memories [good or bad]. I need something I can relate to, and not just catchy guitar solos [awesome as they may be] or techno beats. Give me bands like Flyleaf, The Smashing Pumpkins and Guns 'N Roses where the lead singers have distinct voices, but also triggering lyrics. Like, for instance, Flyleaf's Cassie, written about the Columbine School shootings.
Would you really rather listen to something like that, feeling, meaning and a great beat, or would you like to spend your time listening to Justin Timberlake and Britney Spears-like songs, such as My Love and Gimme More?
Something to think about.
Posted by Meg at 2:29 PM 2 comments
Stress reliever? Really? Where?
Aye, stress reliever.
Stress eventually gets to the best of us. Annoying siblings snooping through your stuff, your favorite American Idol contestant getting booted off the show.
The petals on your plastic flowers being chewed away by radio-active snails.
Whatever the cause, you'd have to be redundant not to realize that stress is not only incredibly unpleasant, but not too wonderful for your health, either.
Yet, all of that in mind, it's seemingly difficult to evaporate that stress, once it's been implanted in your mind. Or you've tried the same things time and time again, and they simply don't work.
Oh well. Solutions have arrived.
Er.
A solution. If you're into computer-activated, flash-animation stuff that will just blow your little minds, anyway.
http://www.jacksonpollock.com/
Check it out. ^
Just move your mouse [yes, the pointer thing that moves on the screen when you touch the mouse/mouse pad] and behold: Color. Dots. Wondrous little pictures by your own creation.
Click to change color [indeed. It happens. Be surprised, go ahead.], and [after pressing that pretty little flashing-heart in the top left corner] click the space-bar to erase everything you've doodled.
Have fun, stressed-out humans.
Or radio-active snails.
Posted by Meg at 1:39 PM 1 comments
I feel like advertising.
Don't know what's come over me, but at this moment, I feel like sharing another friend's blog with you. Must be Muse.
The girl's really quite clever.
So, if you have a nano-second, go check it out.
http://www.princessdluvsu.blogspot.com/
Advertisement rules, people. ^
Posted by Meg at 1:00 PM 1 comments
They're baaaack.....Or are they?
I strongly suggest checking this out, fellow Earth-dwellers.
http://www.freewebs.com/mandaq/opinionsmine.htm
The website of a friend of mine. Go there, and then tell me that picture she has up doesn't look like something living. And people, when I say 'living', I don't mean it in the sense of the way that piece of lettuce in your salad used to be living. I mean human, animal, or alien. Whichever it may be, it's there.
With the invention of Photo Shop, I'm sure that someone out there will raise the question [or statement, depending on how it's worded] "oh, that's not an alien. Didn't someone just use Photo Shop on a picture of rocks?"
Think what you want. It looks rather...out of this world, to me.
Take it from The Poltergeist.
They're baaaaack.
Or, for those of you who prefer slightly less morbid movies where maggots don't come out of chicken legs, then perhaps something along the lines of "E.T. phone home."
Even better. Or worse, depending on your views of our current global situations.
War of the Worlds.
That one speaks for itself.
Now, if any of you so-called alien life forms are out there now: WE COME IN PEACE -insert separated-finger Spock-greeting-
Posted by Meg at 11:34 AM 1 comments
Wednesday, January 23, 2008
The Moment of Truth
Watching that new show, The Moment of Truth on Fox. Really quite entertaining.
Whoops, nope it's over.
Oh well. It was entertaining while it lasted.
If you haven't heard of it [which is mind boggling in itself, considering the sheer amount of Americans who watch American Idol and TMOT is on right after it now.] it's a new show where the participants get hooked up to an extremely effective lie-detector. Then they get asked immensely personal, difficult-to-answer questions. For money.
Whoooo.
Posted by Meg at 6:56 PM 1 comments
Another one gone
Who's heard about Heath Ledger? Terrible really, he was good. Only 28. Shame.
For all of you people out there who have undoubtedly been hiding under a rock on an island in the middle of the Indian Ocean, it's still early and quite possible you haven't heard of this yet.
I'm assuming though, that you have, in fact, at least heard of Heath Ledger? Australian actor, 28 years old, was in Brokeback Mountain with Jake Gyllenhaal, and then also in Casanova? Plus a number of other movies, but I don't feel like going to another site to find everything he was in.
Either way, yesterday [January 22, 2008] he was found dead in his home. Evidently, he had an appointment for a message, and when the lady arrived, she found him in his bed. They tried to revive him, but he was already gone. They were saying on the news last night that there were pills in the room, and it looked like a possible drug over-dose. I heard on the radio this morning, [er, afternoon I guess. Got up too late. Again.] that it was not an overdose. He had a history of substance abuse, but he's supposedly been clean for a year. What I heard on the radio said he did have sleeping pills or whatever. So, they're going to do an autopsy. This should be interesting.
I almost spit my soup out when my dad told us last night. He was watching something on CNN and that was running on the ticker at the bottom of the screen. Needless to say, we were all surprised. That I can honestly say I wasn't expecting. Someone else, yeah, maybe, but not him. Never would have guessed.
Figures though. I was looking through the paper just yesterday, and somehow came across the obituaries. I was just feeling slightly sorry about the people who died so early in their lives. I find it slightly ironic that the day I look at that is the day another one's gone.
They say life goes on.
Not for everyone.
Posted by Meg at 1:30 PM 1 comments
Labels: Death, Heath Ledger
Tuesday, January 22, 2008
Welcome to the Insanity...
'Lo there.
Few of my friends have blogs, and, opinionted and random as I am...I decided to make myself one.
Beware, earthlings.
Never know what might come out of this little skull.
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