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Currently Watching: Who Killed the Electric Car? (I'll soon be finding the answer!)
Yesterday I installed a site counter. Not entirely sure why; I've spent nearly 3 years not knowing who and how many visit my site. But I got one anyways. So I was looking on the site today when I saw where some of the viewers are being directed from. The fifth on the list... Someone who had searched the lyrics for that My Chemical Romance song, only to find my awesome rant. Mwahahahaha. Serves you right for listeing to that crap.

We started using Blockbuster Online this week. On Sunday, my dad and I were bombarded by this guy in the store with a laptop who was all, "YOU MUST SIGN UP IT'S GREAT LOL". So we did. What sold me was that you get a coupon for a free in-store rental with each online rental. Other than that, it works the same as netflix. So with that, the Dangerously family's adventure with Blockbuster movie pass ends. Goodbye, old friend. Maybe if you were a better deal, things could have worked out...

Exorcist Stairs

Exorcist Stairs
Originally uploaded by CliveDangerously.

Yes, THAT was what I was talking about. In Georgetown, next to the Exxon and some shitty liquor store rest the Exorcist stairs, not far from where the real incident supposedly occured. For years I have sworn that I would get a picture, and I finally did it. Unfortunately, I was not thinking at the time and neglected to do a pose or something, like me falling backwards down the stairs or something. Oh well. There were some crew guys from Georgetown University running up and down, so maybe they would have trampled me had I sprawled out on the styahs.

Myspace Ad

Myspace Ad
Originally uploaded by CliveDangerously.

Haven't given in to the myspace yet? THIS IS WHAT YOU'RE MISSING! Jealous? I'd think so! Every day, myspace users are subjected to countless ads JUST LIKE THIS ONE! What does that tell you about the average myspace user, and his or her percieved intelligence? Nothing. No, I don't mean it tell's us notihng, I mean, there is no intelligence in the average myspace user. They all think that if they do shave this man's back, they will then magically get a ringtone without filling out any surveys or recommending any friends. MORONS.

Fat-Ass Danish Servant from Hamlet's Time

Fat-Ass Danish Servan from Hamlet's Time
Originally uploaded by CliveDangerously.

Another picture from the play, "Actor's Nightmare". I'm still that same character, but here he's playing a character from Hamlet. Playing someone acting poorly isn't terribly difficult. That didn't stop me from making it hard. This may have been the night when I blanked out, hence the look on my face. It's kind of funny talking about the play now, considering it took place more than a month ago, along with the foil picture. They were on my sister's camera, which isn't usually in my possesion. Also, I wasn't aware of their existance, which is, well, quite prohibitive. I found them while retrieving a picture several years in the making, which I will post... Eventually.

650th post, what what.

Snooty Gay Actor

Snooty Gay Actor
Originally uploaded by CliveDangerously.

Picture from the play, "Actor's Nightmare", wherein I play a guy who thinks he's a lot better of an actor than he really is, which wasn't terrbily difficult.

Hand

Hand
Originally uploaded by CliveDangerously.

Fun with Play-Doh. Rather, fun with cheap knockoff-of-Play-Doh-purchased-at-Wal-Mart. There's a good picture of Madeline with her entire hand covered, because she's short and can fit and entire jaro f the stuff around her outstretched hand.

Gregory Timkins

Gregory Timkins
Originally uploaded by CliveDangerously.

This is my kind friend, Gregory Timkins. He is made of tin foil. He once was the lining in a plastic basket which carried my sandwich. Then I ate it, and he was left without a purpose, so I made him my new friend.
Wow, I have really bad teeth.

THERE HAS BIN A FAILURE ON TEH INTERNETS

Good time, good times.

I noticed that I hadn't posted in a good eon or so, so I posted. I'm in DC right now. Hoepfully tomorrow I will get a picture at a spot that holds a special place in my heart... It's next to an Exxon station. Exxon sounds like progress because nothing says hip, edging and "the future" like the letter X. Two in succession just take the cake.

I finished a book this week called Prayers for the Asssassin. It was pretty schwey. I found it marked down 80% at Barnes and Noble. It was about an alternat timeline scenario where America had another civil war following a mass conversion to Islam. There was this Zionist conspiracy, but of course, the question became "How deep does this conspiracy go?" and life changing secrets were discovered by all. Good times, good times. Now I've started on a Robert Ludlum book. Believe it or not, it involves... A government conspiracy. I'm a sucker for this shit.

New Idea For A Family Movie

Things that typically don't speak in movies speaking + an underdog/outcast/several saving the day and proving themselves to everyone else who doesn't normally speak + A-list star saturated cast - computer animation.

Crive Dangerousry's Guide to Music, 2006

Currently Listening To: Nausea by Beck (I'm just oozing with musical snobbish-ness!)
There's a lot of bad music out there these days, all seeking to be the worst of the worst. I'm here to save the day by telling you, the mindless sheep of Amurica, what to listen to. And if you don't, I will have my henchman Dario carve out your heart and force you to watch it beat for the last time. Then I will eat it.

1. That crappy Hinder song, Hinder: Wow, this song is pure crap. It's like a ripoff of, say, Nickelback, and they suck huge dill. When you rip off someone who sucks, you pretty much swallow. I wish you could hear me do the impression of the Hinder/Nickelback singer. According to me, it's fucking hysterical. And I'm not entirely sure why girls like this song. Sure, his devovtion to his chick is romantic, but his devotion to his official chick? Eh... And what makes these whiny teenage girls who have never experienced true romantic love think that they'll be the first girl?
2. Welcome to the Black Parade, My Chemical Romance: Where to start, where to start... How about the start of the song, undoubtedly the worst part. Okay, so we got this whiny guy crooning about his dad... They go to a parade... "Will you be the savior to the broken and damned (or something)?" and then he's talking to some chick... I really don't see how they all fit. They kind of forget about the parade. And why is dad talking to his obviously young boy about what he HAS to do after he dies? No wonder they're an emo band, which leads me to my second point; since when were emos "the broken, the beaten and the damned"? They're broken because they delight in their own pain, beaten because they suck and damned because they suck. The only salvation they need is abrick to the head and some intensive emo-lifestyle deprivation. Third of all, whatever happened to the parade? They talk about going to a parade and that's it. Why couldn't they have gone to a ballgame? A Broadway show? A donkey show? Was parade picked because "Black Parade" sounds deep and emotional? ...Oh. I see. He thinks he is Jesus. Can I crucify him?
3. SexyBack, Justin Timberlake: Thank you, Justin, for bringing sexy back. I was starting to seriously miss it.
4. London Bridge, Fergie: I'm doubtful as to whether or not someone actually wants to go down her Londy-Londy, wanna go down her Londy-Londy... I heard she was a meth head. Even if she's dunzo, still.
5. Chain Hang Low, Jibbs: I'm sorry, I can't type any more. Hearing tihs snog hsa gvien m,,,e a labatamy ../fgdfg/.,fgbh/,fgb

Buy this crap and you'll be the coolest of the cool, I promise!

Why is Heroes the Best Show Ever?

Recent studies cite the fact that the producers dip every reel of film from each day's shoot in a vat of pure liquid awesome.

Speaking of Heroes, it is a distinct possibility that I in fact have superpowers, and I'm not talking about my sex appeal. Today in English I moved something with my mind. Well, not really, but apparently I did, because Mr. Saunders pretty much blamed a clock with apparent sentimental value falling to its doom on me. So pretty much Esa and I are sitting there by the open door and the God-clock when it just kind of fell. I don't know what caused it to fall. I wasn't watching as it did; I didn't even notice it until it was on the ground, in pieces. I do know, however, that neither Esa nor I touched the filing cabinet and that the door was open so a gust of wind knocking it down is not completely outside the realm of possibility. Anyways, it falls, breaks, I don't respond pretty much at all. Then he goes and gets all immature about it. "Oh, don't worry, that totally didn't have any sentimental value at all. I've only had it for twenty years and it was only given to me by one of my favorite students..." YAWN. I suppose I would see where he was coming from if it wasn't tucked away over all by its lonesome behind a tub of chalk that gets less love than Tom Cruise.

What pisses me off most is that I didn't do anything and yet he gave me all this shit. Maybe I'm just blowing it out of proportion. Whatevskis. But THEN, to top it off, after he picked up the glass, he looked over my shoulder, saw that I had a Macbeth summary thing printed off and punched me in the back of the head. He was all, "Don't bring that, you need to bring the actual book. The plot doesn't matter!" completely overlooking the fact that my copy of Macbeth, which I actually have been reading, unlike everyone esle in that class, was right there. Gah.

I'm thinking of buying him a clock. But the catch will be, it's already broken. That would be a good'un. OR I could buy him a lawn gnome. Those are badass.

Things I Have Been Putting Off Doing For The Past Two Weeks:

My Spanish paper, due... tomorrow. I should get cracking.

Archaelogical Find In Our House Today

Currently Listening To: Gravity's Rainbow by Klaxons(Check it)
So, just now, some people were down heyah in the basement looking for a box when I decided to "help". When I say "help" I, of course, mean "be there to take cool things I come across" because isn't that why we have boxes of crap like that? Anyways, I found...
A paper shredder.


Yes, that's right. This is going to be fun.

That reminds me of when Matt, Claire and... Starla? and I went to Staples and they had paper shredders you could try out, and so of course we did. Then I took the shredded paper(There was a huge wastebin full of it.) and stuffed my jacket with it. If someone had decided to rob Staples, I could have stopped him because if he had shot me, the shreds would surely stop the bullet.

Oh, and by-the-way, you bastards fekkin' ate us out of seafood. You know, I had planned on liking seafood later on, but no, Mr.I-Eat-Fresh-Lobster-And-Caviar-Every-Day(Kim Jong-il) had to go and ruin shit for us. I only eat lobster twice every sixteen years and28 days, meaning I've had it twice.

I would like to go ahead and state that I like Tom Cruise. All his eccentricites aside, I really like some of his movies. M:I 3, War of the Worlds, Collateral, Last Samurai, Minority Report... All decent movies. Ignore the fact that he (ate his baby's placenta/is a loony Scientologist/42>26/he's short/whatever), he makes very entertaining movies. And it's not a crime to be short. Even though it's painfully obvious he is a shorty in some scenes in M:I3.




FELICITY, WATCH OUT!