This just made me think of our post on Bird Poop from awhile back…

So, today was actually better than the last two days.  I was feeling more chipper, and I had some good things happen.  1.) I got a 9.8/10 on a Japanese Religion paper that I thought was terrible (upon re-reading it’s not too bad… at the time I was just really confused) 2.) I finished writing my second paper due on Friday.  MEANING, I can spend ALL OF TOMORROW studying for my Japanese Religion test on Friday.

Plus, tomorrow night I’m going to see my favorite band Breathe Owl Breathe play in Seattle.  So, I’m pretty excited even if people keep dropping like flies for whether or not they want to go.

Nevertheless, this has been a really sucky week and a half.  I’m pretty sure it’s because I went halfsees on a medication (as per doctor recommendation) which just happens to be my mood stabilizer.  But, I’m still sort of skeptical on whether or not it could just be me freaking out placebo style.

Overall, I should stay positive, but I don’t see anything getting too much better soon.

…and I’m still waiting to hear back from Utah for grad school (Utah the state, not the University – BECAUSE I CAN TALK TO ARBITRARILY MARKED PIECES OF LAND)…

On first glance, Tron suits are REALLY FUCKING COOL.  They basically take the idea of utilizing shadows to display emotion and inverse it by painting with light. You’re basically left with two colors: the light and the dark (and the shades created by the light).  It’s a neat idea and great effect.  UNTIL YOU REALIZE IT’S EVERYWHERE.

By everywhere, I mean in comic books.

Because, really, where else do you have the opportunity to dress characters up in new, fancy costumes at a moment’s whim?  For instance, The Amazing Spider-Man crafted an entire story based upon Spider-Man needing a specially tailored suit to fight off a villain.

Cool at first glance, Spidey... And WTF is Black Cat doing!?

It’s the mere prevalence of the light costume(s) everywhere that’s such a nuisance.  It’s become such a crutch in modern comics since Tron: Legacy came out.  In fact, here’s that same Spidey storyline with a DIRECT REFERENCE to Tron (Disney owns Tron and Marvel – Surprise!):

Marvel’s Fear Itself event featured special characters getting special weapons and special costumes for a special single issue (or two, it was a brief moment either way).  Once again, another attempt at appealing to the fanboy base and creating something “badass” with the possibility of selling toys.

Do you want a quick change-up to entice new fans?  Well, create a glow-y costume that attracts the eye.  It’s a clever ploy, but it’s being overused.

Now, I don’t want to paint Marvel as the only perpetrator of Tron Suitology – DC is just as at fault.  For instance, take in their Teen Titans/Legion Lost crossover coming up very soon:

What’s that!?  They’re battling in some sort of cyberspace!?  BIG SURPRISE.

Comics + Need for a neat, thrilling, limited change + technology + creators running out of ideas = Tron Costumes

That’s one of the worst calculations I’ve seen in a long time.

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Comics seem a little redundant?  Well, share in the missteps with our post about the Marvel Heroines Sash.

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Yelling is sometimes beneficial.  I reserved myself today.  Actually, I came home, laid half on and half off my bed and took a nap with Sabre sleeping on my tummy for about 15 minutes.  It’s amazing how much a Cat can actually comfort you.

Then, my best friend called me and I felt better.

Then, I went to school and presented to the Student President and committee on why they should approve my budget to bring Greg Rucka to campus.

Then, I walked home and saw a bunch of gum on our fancy new commencement walk that I talk about here.

Then, I got really angry.

Now, I’m like “ughhhhh day…. END!”

Please day: suck more!

Actually, nothing particularly terrible has happened today.  I just feel awful.

We ALL know one person who does it: changes the radio station multiple times in a single ten minute drive.  They cannot choose a single song, mood, or station to stick to.  On the first sign of trouble for the ears, they scramble to switch the radio station and find something that’s halfway better.  This type of Musical ADD has become increasingly more common with the advent of hooking up your iPod to the car or just iPods in general.  There’s so much music at your fingertips, you cannot settle on one station or song or band.

Skipping things is natural with music.  Sometimes it just doesn’t fit the mood – so, move on – start over – begin anew.  As much as some people wish to deny it: music is an integral part of our lives.  Hence why we’ve become so picky about it.

BUT IT’S SO FRUSTRATING when you’re in a car with someone and they have to keep on switching between stations or songs to find something that will last a mere 3 minutes.  Come prepared with a CD (even then, especially if it’s a mixed CD, they will more than likely skip through it) or a choir in the backseat.  Driving takes up time and music helps that time go by faster.

Unfortunately, it’s even disgusting when a baby does it.

Baby vomiting on another baby which causes you to vomit on another baby disgusting .

What can we do when one of our friends starts switching between music?

• Pierce their ears
• Perform an opera
• Slice up a pear
• Go underwater spear fishing
• Recite the alphabet backwards
• Become a vampire umpire
• Morph into a helicopter

ALL of these are viable options!

I have to admit that yes, I too, have switched between music.  But, I believe that I did this during an exception to the rule.

What is this exception, then?

Well, when you’re showing someone a handful of songs but you don’t have time to show them the entire song so you skip through the slow parts and get to the good parts.  This is a viable way of dealing with skipping through music.  IT HAS A PURPOSE.

If you’re just jumping through songs or radio stations based upon a quick 5 second moment of listening to judge, then you really need to calm down.  Choose something and stick with it.  The nice thing about radio is that, even if you don’t like something, in 3-5 minutes the song will change to something you WILL probably like.

So, give music a chance, Don’t be stupid, and believe in the power of pineapples.

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DO YA GOT SKRATCHES ON YUR CDS!? THEN SHAR IN THIS HATE WIT’ US!

Or, you can just check out the massive collection of hates at our MASTER LIST.

This is also a look I fashion when old people talk about politics and Obama bin Laden.

There’s nothing more frustrating than sitting down to watch a movie and have the thing skip about… pause, double take, explode.  Except, well, maybe, getting your toes blown off by a shotgun… or eaten by a lawn mower, or eaten by a dog, or turned into hotdogs, or caught in a vice, or sent into space, or…

When you decide to listen to music or watch a movie, you have made a commitment.  That form of media should be just as committed to you as you are to it.  Like, by a death certificate.

“I am trying to relax or calm myself or fight off a polar bear security task force! So quit skipping! I’m BUSSSSY!”

You know when you have a major amount of mucus in your mouth waiting to be spit out but you just can’t bring yourself to do it?  Well, that’s sort of the feeling you get while a CD or DVD skips… okay, maybe not really.  BUT IT SUCKS!

The video above demonstrates how awesome(ly annoying) skipping can be!  Yeah-yeah-yeah-ye-ye-y-y-yeah-ye-ah-ah-ah-yeah-yeah!

Most of the time the reason these things skip is because of your poor care towards them.  ”Hey, guess what CD! I’m not going to put you back in your case!”  It’s their damaged goods revenge.

Luckily, everything’s going digital!  CDs and DVDs are a dying breed (well, BluRays and videogames are still rocking it), but for those of us hanging onto the past, we have to suffer the consequences of having the same CD for 8 years.  It just doesn’t perform the same way as it used to [like in a marriage!].

What can we do to prevent this?  Well, we can easily clean the discs or take better care of them.  OR WE CAN BUILD A GIANT BONFIRE FOR CENSORSHIP!  Take that, Fleetwood Mac and your polygamy!

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Let’s take you back into the past with our post about Music with Sirens while Driving!

While you’re at it, take a gander at our MASTER LIST collecting all of our Hates!

Over at MechanisticMoth, I spent all night working on a post covering my suicide attempt from two years ago.  If you want to see a different side to the typical “I hate everything!” Elliott, I highly recommend reading it.

I cover how friends, family, and comic books saved my life.  Hope is out there for anyone struggling with depression or mental illness, and I believe that sharing my story can help other people.

Follow the link here.

“Happy Valentine’s Day everybody!

“Today, for class, I’m going to explain to you the dangers of getting a little too naughty on this special day.

“Tonight, you may be feeling good about getting 5 lbs of spaghetti.  This quick cooking/way to your heart may make you want to get filled up with something else… like helium!  But, be cautious, VD hangs around the corner like a hungry pigeon in the city.

“What is VD?  Well, I will explain to you about how it is evil… pure evil.  God created it to punish us for our sexual misconduct.  We have sinned and for which we shall be punished with lots of itchiness and fever!  You remember that part in ‘The Odyssey’ where Odysseus has to outsmart the Cyclops?  Well, that’s what you have to do with VD and sheep!

“VD stands for Venereal Disease.  It’s what happens when your no-no parts go bang-bang.  Basically, it’s a collective term for diseases such as gonorrhea or syphilis.  These diseases can cause you to lose impairment of your eyes and undergo tail bone removal surgery.

“According to all of the early advertising of VD which still applies to today, almost all pretty ladies who swing loose have VD!  They may have nice, round, robust cheeks, but those things are hiding something!  Also, according to one propaganda advertisement, all of our enemies are infected and are trying to infect us!

“Once, when I was a young, teenaged girl, I met a nice man named Harold.  Harold had a slight limp from falling out of a tree when he was fourteen after which a deer nursed him.  Well, Harold said things to me, things that made me swoon, things that made me need to cross my legs, things that made me go to church.  So, Harold and I met secretly at the ballpark one time and he gave me a bouquet of flowers.  It was very sweet.  He’s a circus performer training elephants, now.

“Sorry, I was reminiscing…  Oh yes! VD! It’s a danger to your body, your independence, and your liberty!  Take it down!  If you get it, wring it out early with a drying towel because that’s super effective!”

- Sincerely, your 30th grade teacher.