I was never a huge fan of No Doubt when I started seeing them pop up on MTV and VH1 in the 2000s, but listening to Tragic Kingdom, I can understand why the band was so popular. I’ll be giving the rest of their discography a chance now.
Tragic Kingdom is fantastic. Their other stuff, not so much. I mean, there are some great songs on their post-Tragic Kingdom albums, for sure, but they’re few and far between.
“The other famous presidential drunk was Ulysses S. Grant. When he was a general, however, his drunkenness worked in his favor. When informed that Grant drank whiskey while leading his troops, Lincoln reportedly replied, “Find out the name of the brand so I can give it to my other generals.”—Obama raises the bar: a brief history of presidential drinking (Slate) (via caro)
“Is it “new” to acknowledge Muslim interests and show respect to the Muslim world? Obama doesn’t just think so, he said so again to millions in his al-Arabiya interview, insisting on the need to “restore” the “same respect and partnership that America had with the Muslim world as recently as 20 or 30 years ago.”
Astonishing. In these most recent 20 years — the alleged winter of our disrespect of the Islamic world — America did not just respect Muslims, it bled for them. It engaged in five military campaigns, every one of which involved — and resulted in — the liberation of a Muslim people: Bosnia, Kosovo, Kuwait, Afghanistan and Iraq.”—
To put Krauthammer’s point about how much we respect the Muslim world differently:
Come on, baby, you know I respect you. That’s why I do it. But when you act like this, I get so angry—I respect you so much. And I get all torn up inside when you treat me bad. I know you can be so much better. That’s why I get violent, baby. Sometimes I do things I don’t mean to do, I respect you so much and I hate myself when I get invadey like that. Don’t look at me like that! You know I didn’t mean to liberate you that hard. You just made me lose control. I’m going to change. We’re going to change together, I promise, baby.
I worry that we’re sometimes less the world’s policeman and more the world’s abusive boyfriend. In seriousness, though, our primary motives in Iraq and Afghanistan were not liberation.
I’m sure I don’t have to go through and explain why text messaging can be a wonderful thing (getting around awkward phone conversations, swiftness and brevity, etc.), but I just got a text that epitomizes everything I hate about text messaging.
Here it is, verbatim:
Ahhh boooo lol ight that’s koo. Nex time u gota cum wit ud.
This is what I got after declining an invitation from a friend tonight. It makes me sick that this is what our language is being reduced to. It’s insane how near to the truth Idiocracy may be. If he ever sends me another message like this, I may have to never speak to him again.
People, text messages (and other shortened forms of communication, such as IM or Twitter) don’t give you license to TYPE LIKE A FUCKING TWELVE-YEAR-OLD.
I was crushed when I found out that Disney pulled out of the next Narnia movie, The Voyage of the ‘Dawn Treader’, due to concerns about saturation of the fantasy film market (and significantly lower profits on Prince Caspian than on The Lion, The Witch, and the Wardrobe).
Thankfully, Fox has stepped in, and it looks like everything will be staying the same except for the fact that Fox will be co-financing, marketing, and distributing the film with Walden Media, as opposed to Disney.
I’m really excited about the next movie — I thought Prince Caspian was a marked improvement over LWW (aside from the whole stealth attack at night, which definitely didn’t appear in the original novel), so I’m hoping that ‘Dawn Treader’ will be even better!
You know what’s going to be rad? Martin Scorsese’s show for HBO, Boardwalk Empire. Well, he’s just producing it. But it’s about the seedy underbelly of Atlantic City in the prohibition era, and if anyone has been to AC now, they know that with even more saltwater taffy, less geriatrics, and some forbidden sauce, that place must have been the total sex during its time. The heavily talented Michael Shannon (of Revolutionary Road and Oscar nomination fame) will play a treasury agent responsible for curtailing bootlegging on the pier. Steve Buscemi is the center of a liquor distribution ring (and his name is NUCKY JOHNSON), and Michael Pitt (who I see on the subway at least once a month) will be his low-level flunky and henchman.
if you didn’t know, i’m a tea nerd. i work at a tea shop with my dear friend sarah.
what do you think of tea? love it? think it tastes like sticks? what’s your favorite kind? don’t care about the difference between assam and darjeeling? talk tea to me, tumblr friends.
(kanks, jump in at any point!)
I’m sure you already know this but I drink tea constantly. I’m in love with tea. However, I don’t know the difference between assam and darjeeling…so maybe you should explain that to me.
Also, I need a new flavor. Recommendations?
I recommend Rooibos (Redbush) tea with sugar and milk. YUM. You can get plenty of flavours but i likes it regular.
I don’t drink coffee, but tea is great. On the way back from my vacation in India last summer, I bought some Darjeeling tea … but amazingly, I haven’t had any of it yet. It’s in our pantry or something.
“Former Yankee trainer Steve Donahue said part of Roger’s pregame warm-up was taking a whirlpool bath at the hottest possible temperature, enough to where he’d “come out looking like a lobster.” Then there’s this little trick, which gave The Rocket the additional competitive edge he needed before Game 2 of the 2000 World Series against the Mets, courtesy of Fan IQ. Donahue would rub the hottest possible liniment on his testicles. “He’d start snorting like a bull,” the trainer said. “That’s when he was ready to pitch.”—AJ Daulerio, Deadspin :: Roger Clemens Will Be Ready To Pitch….Right After His Sadomasochistic Rubdown (via soupsoup) (via gojaysgo) (via realrealsoft)
“So let’s see if the figures match these observations. Taking the Year End Top 50 charts from 1969 to 2008 at 5 year intervals, it’s straight-forward to count the number of slots occupied by rock bands (see the raw data appended). And sure enough, these figures show an ominous downward trend. Letting the computer find the line of best fit and linearly extrapolating the data, it’s possible to see that, by 2026, the year-end top 50 will be totally devoid of rock groups. An appalling conclusion, sure to send shudders down any rock fan’s spine.”—excerpt from a post titled “Rock Bands To Die Out By 2026” on the blog Best Bands (Via Fimoculous.) (via ncroal)