Take me out

Me and wayne were just chatting about New Kids on the Block and how he just put the moves on some chick by singing and dancing to 'Step by Step' LOL LOL LOL a verifiable classic. I especially *adore* the dance sequence on the stairs. That was my thing... LaughOutLoudRollingOnTheGround just thinking about it... anyways, I dont know but somehow this inspired me to post more musical stylings... download these songs and try em out. You might like em. Im still waiting for the next Spice Girls-'2 become 1' (Ive got a BIG soft spot LOL), however, theres not quite anything yet that reaches that kind of pantheon status.

Radio One and Virgin Radio has been a sweet change, almost everything is different and new. Granted, like I mentioned previous, lots of shite euro-pop as well, but Ive developed a good filter, I think. Two heavy "likes" Ive adopted so far since Ive been here has been Snow Patrol and Keane. This time around try download 'How to be Dead' by Snow Patrol. They try to trick you into thinking its something else, title sounds morbid, but dont let it fool you, it plays real cool-like, perfect for walking down the street on a idle fall day, with a zipped up turtleneck jumper. Also try out 'Bedshaped' by Keane. Its pretty chill as well... These guys remind me of Travis circa 1999-2000. Then Coldplay borrowed from Travis... and Keane borrows from Coldplay...

Next one is 'Take Me Out' by Franz Ferdindand. It has one of the best song transitions Ive heard in a while, following the Bohemian Rhapsody and Stairway to Heaven mold. Not as long as, but in the same way it, like, just switches; just wait for it... its coming and then its there. Also this song must be played LOUD.

And just for shits and giggles: Ill throw out the new george michael 'round here'. Its a not so much gay-dancing george, but more the old school wham! careless whisper george, albeit with a electronic stroke. Careless Whispers, thats Tito Max's favorite song, and in Tito Max's rendition, Ive never seen a filipino sing a song with so much passion... HAHAHA... he closes his eyes even... pinoys and singing with their karaoke magic mics, now THAT I could write a whole column on, alone. Following the same theme, also tryout 'Mary' by Scissor Sisters, because it sounds like Elton John actually. I thought it was him at first.

Okay, thats it, just thought Id share, and if you already have any of these songs, then youre already cool and dont need any assistance. Now finally, on a related note, Britney Spears now has a Greatest Hits Album (Umm... shes like 14. Whatthefack?) Given the recent events in her life, Ive downgraded the over/under on her first Playboy appearance from 'in 7 years' to ' in 2 years'. Im taking 3-2 odds. Any takers on that?

Happy Hallowe'en.

Red Sox Nation

Ive had no sleep in 4 days.  I blame it on being in stupid Ireland and being forced to watch the baseball postseason on a puny computer window through internet streams, and as the ultimate kick in the balls, having the games start at 1AM (1 freakin AM!).  But thats okay, loss of sleep is good when the most SURREAL outcome in all of sport history has just occured over the span of those 4 days... and by saying all of sports history, Im not even close to exaggerating.  If anything, I may be guilty of understating. First things first, I hate the Yankees, and Ive hated them ever since Rickey Henderson was swiping bases for them and Danny Tartabull was botching routine flies in their outfield. And I am a card carrying member of the Red Sox nation, got the hoodie n everything. If you havent heard, just last night the Red Sox of Boston have whooped the New York Yankees in the most miraculous fashion possible; they came back from being one inning away from a sweep, to winning to whole thing 3 days later. Never been done. This has been the most heated rivalry in baseball since the first bubbling reaction of primordial soup, yet still, a rivarly more one sided than  Anna Nicole Smith vs Carbs. Too many background stories to even cover with this Yanks-Sox rivalry, almost a whole century worth of one-sidedness, a Babe Ruth curse and decade after decade of NY domination. Now you can add to that all the Johnny Drama that happened WITHIN this series;  coming back from 3-0 series deficit against a cocky organization you havent beat in over 80 years, resulting in the most improbable sustained comeback of all time, microcosmed into two seperate come-from-behind marathons to start it, plus a dude pitching and winning on pure heart alone because he only had one leg left with the other one pratically falling off, kept on his body with Frankenstein type surgery, and then finally laying the biggest smackdown in the history of smackdowns in the anything goes game 7, with, 55,0000  Yankee fans collectively shutting the feck-up because they just got Punked.  I was fully expected Ashton Kucher to come out of the yankee dugout, jumping up and down, pointing his finger at Mel and Joe, laughing incessantly.  That would of been awesome.  Cuz let me explain something that I need to emphasize one more time, the Yankees never lose to the BoSox. NEVER. They always found a way to win, that would leave BoSox fans suicidal. And this goes back to the beginning of time. And yet last night, the world flipped bizarro-style, and now the Yankees have become the beyaatch. Its almost dreamlike.

And now for the part I love; this is the jem, this is the JT within the Nsync; I can now say, without a shadow of a doubt, and with none of my yankee-cheering buddies being able to come close to even contesting it, that the NY Yankees are the biggest choke artists of all time.  ALL TIME...  hahahaha stupid evil empire.  No one in baseball's century long history has choked like this, or even remotely close to it and if that was not bad enough, the magnitude of the chokage is infinity to the 3rd power because of their 180 million payroll and  who they did it against, their most hated rival, the Red Sox Nation. Go home now Derek, and take your closet buddy Alice Rodriguez with you, and wait to get quartered by George now, thanks for coming out.  My buddy Kid Slick is probably the biggest Yankee fan I know. And I havent heard a peep out of him since... hes now like one of those supposed "deaf homeless" kids that hand you out sign language cards on the street.  You have no idea how much Im enjoying this...

Well just wait, Im not exactly being fair... most girls reading right now are going through the Charlie Brown "Teacher saying something" jumble, and the last two paragraphs were one big "whah-wanng-wang-whuh-whah-whuh-whang" which is not fair.  To make up for it, you can check out this website.... www.schuh.co.uk.  They have the most awesome shoes. If you see anything you like, let me know, and maybe I can work something out for whenever I see you next...  see, Im so nice.

Okay, back to baseball.  So.... Ive hardly even slept in almost a week. Today, real story, on a work day, I went to sleep at 6:15AM.... and then woke up at noon.  AT NOON.  on a WORK DAY.  And I didnt even feel bad.  I walked into work at about 1, and it was like, aint not thang like a chicken wing on a string.  This is great.  And  Im glowing... my skin is beaming and my T-zone hasnt been this good since I was 4.  Miracles like this should happen everyday, Id be a knockout.  See good things happen when good triumphs over evil.  Good things........... Okay, slightly gay things, but in a manly heterosexual way.

Si! Pronto...

I justed posted a bunch of pictures. See below. Maybe youre interested. Pictures are posted in reverse chronological order, just like the blog itself, with the most recent thingys on top. Hopefully these can attempt to make up for the drought of posts of recent... after all a picture is worth a thousands worlds, yet, subsequently, a picture also equals an F when submitted as a Grade 10 Socials Studies 1000 word essay. Go figure.

Ill talk a little more about the trip later, when Im over it. I miss a few things already.. Coffee. Gelato. Pastries. Insane hot girls. Topless beaches. (the last two, excellent in combo, btw)

Also, I apologize in advance, but this blog might be slow to load because I have posted descent sized photos. So for people stuck in the 90s and still using dial up, (for example certain people whose initials are MJ)... it might take a while to load. If you dont like it, then get broadband already... LOL.

Prego.. Ciao.

Santorini

In Santorini, every picture is a postcard. This island has rocketed up my *Honeymoon Material* chart ... giving reigning Disneyworld a run for the money.

Athens

All the tourists smelled liked Greek Salad. Dont know why.



View of Athens from Acropolis.

Venezia (Venice)

For some reason this dude kinda reminds me of Vegas; I dont know why.







Ive been dying to walk around Italy with a "Bertuzzi 44" Shirt.



Tired. Somebody packed my bags with bowling balls.





Ponte di Rialto over the Canal Grande.

Cinque Terre

Monterosso Beach, Cinque Terre.



Monterosso Village. I think this is Noemi's favorite place in the whole world, and she is gonna kill me because I forgot to write her a postcard. In my defence, my written Italian sucks. Si.



Manarola Village.



Vernazza Village.



Old Italian Lolos chillin in Vernazza.

Vatican

St. Peters Basilica.



Inside St. Peters Basilica.



View from the top of the Dome.

Roma

Roman GM Place.



Roman GM Place at Night.



Tomb of Milite Ignoto, piazza Venezia, in the Altare della Patria. In two seconds that couple is gonna make-out.




I dont care how small that car is, there is no way it is getting out. Momma Mia!

Pre-Sun Segment

Cliffs of Mohr, Westcoast Ireland, on a cloudy windy day. Spit test down the Cliffs, 15 Mississippis. And instead of spit, used rocks instead; it was windy, and the spit would hit the cliffs in like 2 seconds.



Overnight at Stansted Airport London. Arrived 10PM. Departure Flight 6AM. At night this airport turns into a shanty town, with every bench and any viable real estate taken up by travellers camping out, waiting for morning flights.