Every year is different. But in the end, the eve is the same day as any else. So there should be no shame in staying home and watching movies. Staying in, its the new going out. On my queue tonight: Blu Ray Wall-E, Blu Ray Kung Fu Panda, Slumdog Millionaire, the Terminator Sarah Connor Chronicles season one box set, and the Wrestler (if it downloads in time).
Happy New Year everyone. To my family and all my close cast of friends, I wish you were here (Pink Floyd).
Wednesday, December 31, 2008
Tuesday, December 23, 2008
Decembre Michael Jordan...
Leaving on a jet plane in a few hours, Heres the itinerary:
12:00 Leave Dublin.
14:30 Arrive Paris.
19:30 Leave Paris
20:30 Arrive Prague.
All Business class of course, because thats the way I roll. Afterall it is my birthday so.... and Im part of a club you see, the Front of the Bus Club. Its the club Eric and I pioneered and instituted. These are the standards that we members must adhere to. (btw minimum entrance requirement: at least 3 return trips in International Long Haul Business Class, or 1 Trip in First Class. Stupid Air Canada Elite has nothing on this) Anyways, thats a full day with 3 cities for a birthday, pure commuting. Kinda blows, long layover in Charles DeGaulle,
Ill feel like Tom Hanks in the Terminal.
Got the cast off today, and my foot was MINGin. or.. as my french friend Djamila would say... Dees gus Ting.. I actually washed it 3 seperate times today. My lower left leg had not been washed in 5.5 weeks, which is a full 5 weeks longer than humanly acceptable without inciting a gag reflex. The amount of dead skin I shed, it was like I was like a crustacean molting, thought I was gonna plug the drain. First few observations: the ankle is still swollen and looks darker than my other foot, the complete opposite of what i thought it would. I expected it to be bone white, kinda like Irish skin. Who would of thought? My leg is actually darker than when I left it. Its also super sensitive, so I hope nobody tickles me any time soon. Bulkwise, my left calf is half the size of my right calf now; if I didnt know any better, I would of thought I contracted Polio. Walking is a challenge as well: in the first hour of using both my legs walking again, which felt strangely awkward to begin with, my left calf actually cramped up 3 times. Not fun, because people look at you funny already when your gait mimics a Pirate with a wooden leg... even worse when you spontaneously yelp, fall to the ground and clutch your leg to massage the pain away.
Happily, at the fracture clinic, I got the full story this time around, because I actually got to meet with a competent Doctor this time. He actually explained to me what happened to my ankle, which is kinda, you know, helpful for once. I never knew it was optional, anyways. He explained that it was a grade 3 sprain full ligament tear on the lateral malleolus, with fracture on the fibula. EEww. Shit man, last doctor said my bones were fine. What a donkey. For rehab treatment this doctor recommended trying to walk it off, Literally. To be aggressive as possible, along with the standard physio appointments. He told me to Bin my crutches (with pleasure, they are retarded), and try not to rely on any protection, or over compensating by limping too much, just try to work towards walking normal again to break scar tissue and strengthen the surrounding muscles, basically get my brain talking to my ankle again. Given Im travelling soon after, Ill be walking around loads in the next week, what a coincidence. Its like I meant to go on this trip (its gonna be painful though, not too much fun) So far at this very moment, my ankle is defintely taxed, I put in a good immediate workout, well, shopping. Hope and pray now, I dont reinjure, while I practice walkin like Flavor Flav.
Anyways over here on the side <----- I have added my twitter posts. This is a new feature on the 'An Irish Account' Blog, so the lazies dont have to visit the seperate twitter site anymore. Heck, its probably my first fancy feature ever, like leather interior or granite counters. I wont have immediate access to the Interwebs with no laptop for the next week, but at least I can mini update with sms texting into twitter... Which means, and i just realized now, considering Im fully into cyberspace contributions with a blog, facebook and now twitter... that technically Im a complete online Poser. This needs a tee shirt.
Hasta luego...
12:00 Leave Dublin.
14:30 Arrive Paris.
19:30 Leave Paris
20:30 Arrive Prague.
All Business class of course, because thats the way I roll. Afterall it is my birthday so.... and Im part of a club you see, the Front of the Bus Club. Its the club Eric and I pioneered and instituted. These are the standards that we members must adhere to. (btw minimum entrance requirement: at least 3 return trips in International Long Haul Business Class, or 1 Trip in First Class. Stupid Air Canada Elite has nothing on this) Anyways, thats a full day with 3 cities for a birthday, pure commuting. Kinda blows, long layover in Charles DeGaulle,
Ill feel like Tom Hanks in the Terminal.
Got the cast off today, and my foot was MINGin. or.. as my french friend Djamila would say... Dees gus Ting.. I actually washed it 3 seperate times today. My lower left leg had not been washed in 5.5 weeks, which is a full 5 weeks longer than humanly acceptable without inciting a gag reflex. The amount of dead skin I shed, it was like I was like a crustacean molting, thought I was gonna plug the drain. First few observations: the ankle is still swollen and looks darker than my other foot, the complete opposite of what i thought it would. I expected it to be bone white, kinda like Irish skin. Who would of thought? My leg is actually darker than when I left it. Its also super sensitive, so I hope nobody tickles me any time soon. Bulkwise, my left calf is half the size of my right calf now; if I didnt know any better, I would of thought I contracted Polio. Walking is a challenge as well: in the first hour of using both my legs walking again, which felt strangely awkward to begin with, my left calf actually cramped up 3 times. Not fun, because people look at you funny already when your gait mimics a Pirate with a wooden leg... even worse when you spontaneously yelp, fall to the ground and clutch your leg to massage the pain away.
Happily, at the fracture clinic, I got the full story this time around, because I actually got to meet with a competent Doctor this time. He actually explained to me what happened to my ankle, which is kinda, you know, helpful for once. I never knew it was optional, anyways. He explained that it was a grade 3 sprain full ligament tear on the lateral malleolus, with fracture on the fibula. EEww. Shit man, last doctor said my bones were fine. What a donkey. For rehab treatment this doctor recommended trying to walk it off, Literally. To be aggressive as possible, along with the standard physio appointments. He told me to Bin my crutches (with pleasure, they are retarded), and try not to rely on any protection, or over compensating by limping too much, just try to work towards walking normal again to break scar tissue and strengthen the surrounding muscles, basically get my brain talking to my ankle again. Given Im travelling soon after, Ill be walking around loads in the next week, what a coincidence. Its like I meant to go on this trip (its gonna be painful though, not too much fun) So far at this very moment, my ankle is defintely taxed, I put in a good immediate workout, well, shopping. Hope and pray now, I dont reinjure, while I practice walkin like Flavor Flav.
Anyways over here on the side <----- I have added my twitter posts. This is a new feature on the 'An Irish Account' Blog, so the lazies dont have to visit the seperate twitter site anymore. Heck, its probably my first fancy feature ever, like leather interior or granite counters. I wont have immediate access to the Interwebs with no laptop for the next week, but at least I can mini update with sms texting into twitter... Which means, and i just realized now, considering Im fully into cyberspace contributions with a blog, facebook and now twitter... that technically Im a complete online Poser. This needs a tee shirt.
Hasta luego...
Friday, December 19, 2008
babbling..
- Im watching a charity concert on TV as I lay on the couch. Boyzone is on at the moment, a irish boy band, who had their hey day in europe 8-12 years ago. Like Nsync there are recognizable members, but based mostly on caracatures: theres the lead guy who looks like Sting, one other guy looks like Joey on Friends, and one guy is gay. And the funny thing is even if you dont know Boyzone, (and I surely dont), having just one look at the 5, and you can tell immediately which one is the gay guy.. you know that kind of way. Conversation last week with Jo as they were on TV, " I didnt know there was a gay guy on Boyzone" "Yeah, that was big controversy here before, back in the day" "Which one is gay?" "Take a look at them, youll know.. " "Oh yeah, ... its sooooooo that guy. Look at him dance.."
-My favorite albums of 2008: Girl Talk - Feed the Animals. MGMT - Oracular Spectacular. Cool Kids - The Bake Sale. Vampire Weekend - Vampire Weekend. Jason Mraz - We Sing, we Dance, we Steal things. Glas Vegas - Glas Vegas. And surprisingly, because he discovered the 'synthesized auto-tuning' button and sang the whole album, Kanye West - 808 and Heartbreak.
-This is my last weekend of shitiness because of the cast. No more cast misery after this. I get it removed Monday. This event, shockingly, will probably trump Christmas. Im serious too, cuz I hate the cast so much. Also, I made sure no one signed it. That is so Elementary school, like.
- One plus with being home all the time, I did a TON of downloading. Watched a load of TV shows and Movies. Over the last weeks Ive downloaded all the new season of Friday Night lights, episodes so far, all of the Star Wars Clones cartoons from this season so far, including the movie, all of the first full season of True Blood episodes, Iron Man, Incredible Hulk, the aforementioned In Bruge and JCVD, Madagascar 2, Taken, X Files movie, Ghost Town, IT Crowd season 3, Eagle Eye and Babylon AD. You know what? No wonder why the likes of Blockbuster are going bankrupt. Downloading is soo easy now, Im never gonna rent a movie ever again! And by downloading, I mean .. [cough cough].. legally purchasing them from reputable sites.. because I could never really condone going to Torrent sights and downloading them for free.. I would never ever do that.. no way.. thats the work of the diablo.
- Im going to Prague for xmas: ho ho ho... meeting up with jill and two of her friends, crystal ball and nina simone. I really hope it snows. Prague in the snow would be breathtaking. The thought of Prague in the snow for a white Christmas, last time I was this excited, was probably the time I found out Giselle Bundchen had five sisters (FIVE SISTERS! Six total! Thats unbelievable! Its like they are a hot girl factory.. even the ugliest one is hotter than 90% of all other girls youve ever seen in life! Can you imagine? As they say in Lisbon, 'Obrigado' and as Marty says, 'Da Nada')
-My favorite albums of 2008: Girl Talk - Feed the Animals. MGMT - Oracular Spectacular. Cool Kids - The Bake Sale. Vampire Weekend - Vampire Weekend. Jason Mraz - We Sing, we Dance, we Steal things. Glas Vegas - Glas Vegas. And surprisingly, because he discovered the 'synthesized auto-tuning' button and sang the whole album, Kanye West - 808 and Heartbreak.
-This is my last weekend of shitiness because of the cast. No more cast misery after this. I get it removed Monday. This event, shockingly, will probably trump Christmas. Im serious too, cuz I hate the cast so much. Also, I made sure no one signed it. That is so Elementary school, like.
- One plus with being home all the time, I did a TON of downloading. Watched a load of TV shows and Movies. Over the last weeks Ive downloaded all the new season of Friday Night lights, episodes so far, all of the Star Wars Clones cartoons from this season so far, including the movie, all of the first full season of True Blood episodes, Iron Man, Incredible Hulk, the aforementioned In Bruge and JCVD, Madagascar 2, Taken, X Files movie, Ghost Town, IT Crowd season 3, Eagle Eye and Babylon AD. You know what? No wonder why the likes of Blockbuster are going bankrupt. Downloading is soo easy now, Im never gonna rent a movie ever again! And by downloading, I mean .. [cough cough].. legally purchasing them from reputable sites.. because I could never really condone going to Torrent sights and downloading them for free.. I would never ever do that.. no way.. thats the work of the diablo.
- Im going to Prague for xmas: ho ho ho... meeting up with jill and two of her friends, crystal ball and nina simone. I really hope it snows. Prague in the snow would be breathtaking. The thought of Prague in the snow for a white Christmas, last time I was this excited, was probably the time I found out Giselle Bundchen had five sisters (FIVE SISTERS! Six total! Thats unbelievable! Its like they are a hot girl factory.. even the ugliest one is hotter than 90% of all other girls youve ever seen in life! Can you imagine? As they say in Lisbon, 'Obrigado' and as Marty says, 'Da Nada')
Tuesday, December 16, 2008
A Christmas Carol.. pt 5
Im running out of Christmas songs to write about. Its a little distressing. Every year I write about a great Christmas song. Its turned into a long standing tradition in celebration of white Winters and the greatness of the christmas season, in the respect of what it represents to children and of course, also, the kids in all of us. Last year, almost exactly to this day, I was leaving for the Philippines and I ended up using my last great Christmas Song, The War is Over, John Lennon. And in the years previous I had wrote about Do They Know its Christmas (Band Aid), Last Christmas (Wham!), Little Drummer Boy (Bing Crosby and David Bowie), and Fairy Tale in New York-Christmas in the Drunk Tank (The Pogues)
[Oh geez. two posts in one day. Whats going on?]
I do have a few more in my back pocket I could use, but this year I decided to switch it up and go with songs that can easily BE Christmas songs, even though they really arent. And because they feel 'christmasy' I have decided, by myself, that maybe they just are. So like a self-fulfilling prophesy, they are now. You will think so too, after I work my magic.
First one is Coldplays 'Till Kingdom Come'. I first found out that Chris wrote this song for Johnny Cash. He had intended it for him. But in another light, I think this song is completely yuletide and christmas trees. With the guitar chords and the piano / organ backing, and the subtle flute pacing, its almost naturally suited for singing as a carol in the snow, right beside the Salvation Army guy with the bell and the money collections bowl. It feels completely December to me. And if you liked this song before, because it was attached to an old flame, boyfriend / girlfriend... well maybe its time for for the Ex to move on; St. Nicholas is replacing you. I think the suit fits better. Red with fluffy white trim.
Second one is a classic from Canadian Legend Leonard Cohen... 'Hallelujah' (Took a lot of times to spell that right)
If there ever was a christmas song so deep, moving and completely personal, its probably this. Its been covered by almost everyone, most famously by Jeff Buckley. Rufus Wainwright. John Cale. (Allison Crowes version is bunk) Ive posted the Damian Rice version, because I probably like it the most, and its the most obscure. Hes Irish n All, too, maybe thats why. But whoever the singer, the song is a personal favorite (Stay away Mariah, Ill jumping-superman punch Nick Cannon in the temple if you even think of it). I feel it adds a solemn tone to the winter, sometimes needed in the pantheon of Christmas classics. A quiet sense... of praise and thought. Sometimes this time of year, theres needs to be a place for shedding tears, the type that are good or bad. You need this side of Christmas to be included too. It adds range. A for that its a perfect song.
Actually between this and Suzanne, Cohen has two of my favorite tunes of all time.
So thats it. Im not sure Im doing a gift list this year. Im not coming home this time, and it is recession and all. Most of you know though, I like nice things. Designer Nice things.
Have a lovely Christmas.
By the way, one more week and Im going to Prague!
[Oh geez. two posts in one day. Whats going on?]
I do have a few more in my back pocket I could use, but this year I decided to switch it up and go with songs that can easily BE Christmas songs, even though they really arent. And because they feel 'christmasy' I have decided, by myself, that maybe they just are. So like a self-fulfilling prophesy, they are now. You will think so too, after I work my magic.
First one is Coldplays 'Till Kingdom Come'. I first found out that Chris wrote this song for Johnny Cash. He had intended it for him. But in another light, I think this song is completely yuletide and christmas trees. With the guitar chords and the piano / organ backing, and the subtle flute pacing, its almost naturally suited for singing as a carol in the snow, right beside the Salvation Army guy with the bell and the money collections bowl. It feels completely December to me. And if you liked this song before, because it was attached to an old flame, boyfriend / girlfriend... well maybe its time for for the Ex to move on; St. Nicholas is replacing you. I think the suit fits better. Red with fluffy white trim.
Second one is a classic from Canadian Legend Leonard Cohen... 'Hallelujah' (Took a lot of times to spell that right)
If there ever was a christmas song so deep, moving and completely personal, its probably this. Its been covered by almost everyone, most famously by Jeff Buckley. Rufus Wainwright. John Cale. (Allison Crowes version is bunk) Ive posted the Damian Rice version, because I probably like it the most, and its the most obscure. Hes Irish n All, too, maybe thats why. But whoever the singer, the song is a personal favorite (Stay away Mariah, Ill jumping-superman punch Nick Cannon in the temple if you even think of it). I feel it adds a solemn tone to the winter, sometimes needed in the pantheon of Christmas classics. A quiet sense... of praise and thought. Sometimes this time of year, theres needs to be a place for shedding tears, the type that are good or bad. You need this side of Christmas to be included too. It adds range. A for that its a perfect song.
Actually between this and Suzanne, Cohen has two of my favorite tunes of all time.
So thats it. Im not sure Im doing a gift list this year. Im not coming home this time, and it is recession and all. Most of you know though, I like nice things. Designer Nice things.
Have a lovely Christmas.
By the way, one more week and Im going to Prague!
Lost!
Wow. I just ran through a slate of Lost previews on Youtube and all of a sudden Im sooooooo so excited again, hell, Im actually writing on my blog site. Nowadays, thats a massive accomplishment. Have you ever been addicted to something? Like how I am to Lost perhaps? I guess addicted is the wrong word, because addiction inherently means repeatedly being drawn to actions or habits that are ultimately bad for your well being. If you remove the 'bad' portion... then really it just turns into the definition of Love. The presence of an Existence that has no harm, provides beyond content or better yet makes a person even greater.
This show is so good, and so complete and so fulfilling, I swear this is exactly how religions start and flurish. Its gotten to the point now that I get annoyed at the ignorance of people who dont watch, and irate when people criticize. Isnt that like religions? Its just as good as Love. Only if it werent so weekly periodic, with 8 month sabbaticals. But you cant have it all..
On January 21st, Lost starts again. I can barely hold my pee.
So anyways, if you dont watch the show, do me a favor and rent Season 1 to 4 over the Christmas vacation. Its a religious experience, in the sense of the two paragraphs above. Do it.
Speaking of... Lost! its also probably my favorite song in Coldplays Living La Vida Loca album. Im blasting it right now actually. The bass purcussions drum line: like comeon... sooooooooo awesome. But with a name like that, isnt it inherent?
Peach and Lub..
This show is so good, and so complete and so fulfilling, I swear this is exactly how religions start and flurish. Its gotten to the point now that I get annoyed at the ignorance of people who dont watch, and irate when people criticize. Isnt that like religions? Its just as good as Love. Only if it werent so weekly periodic, with 8 month sabbaticals. But you cant have it all..
On January 21st, Lost starts again. I can barely hold my pee.
So anyways, if you dont watch the show, do me a favor and rent Season 1 to 4 over the Christmas vacation. Its a religious experience, in the sense of the two paragraphs above. Do it.
Speaking of... Lost! its also probably my favorite song in Coldplays Living La Vida Loca album. Im blasting it right now actually. The bass purcussions drum line: like comeon... sooooooooo awesome. But with a name like that, isnt it inherent?
Peach and Lub..
Sunday, December 14, 2008
Flemish & French
Its funny how coincidences happen. Whats odd is when you don't even realize it was a coincidence until you start blogging about it. [Sentences completed in Second Person]
I watched two movies this weekend, of which are easily two of the best movies Ive seen this year. And both wholely and completely unexpected. [Sentence completed in First Person]
I say this because it is not often you watch a movie that completely surprises you, and then makes you wholeheartedly laugh and also cry, rather unapologetically. Movies are typically excellent when this happens, for the reason it allows you to do two things that most people should aspire to do everyday; laugh in wit, and be touched enough in emotion to cry. If you do those two things in a day, thats a good day, a very good day. [Paragraph blending First Person and Second Person. And Im done] Now the coincidence is that it happened on back to back viewed movies, and both filmed in Belgium. Belgium, the home of Smurfs and little boy pissing fountains.
Number one was In Bruge. Movie ii, JCVD.
In Bruge has been out for a while now, especially celebrated around these parts because its pretty much an Irish movie. It took me a while to get around to it, it was on the long finger. Definitely long enough to suppress and forget the 3rd hand talk of how different and clever it was. And for that Im glad I waited, because I got to experience the movie completely fresh and without expectation. And I now completely agree, it turned out to be a craftily written, somewhat dark ganster movie and very Funny. Some of the funniest lines of dialogue Ive heard all year. So far, when it comes to Colin Farrell movies anyways, you now know theres a pretty good chance itll be good, if hes speaking in his own accent.
Now JCVD, which if you havent heard of it yet, stands for Jean Claude Van Damme. Completely original and brave, the film is a parody of himself, and satire on his life. Who would of thought? Directed by some French guy, the dialogue is also primarily in French. And this is the most surprising thing that Ive experienced in years: Jean Claude Van Damme is a exceptional actor... when he is acting in his native tongue: Belgian accented French. And Im dead serious. In this movie he pretty much talks to the viewer and apologizes for his hollywood career and being a screw up outside of it. An unbelievably humbling step for a macho martial arts star of action movies. In a nutshell he tries to underline on of the truest and most deeply personal aphorisms: You are your own worst enemy. You really feel for Jean Claude in this film, but its still funny enough in bits to make you laugh out loud. Personally Im really happy the movie was ever thought of and made to begin with; its been a really long time since Jean Claude Van Damme has been in a good movie. You know, the last one was probably Street Fighter. :D
This is for Wayne: The best motivational speech in cinemagraphic history: ".. we can all go home. Meanwhile, ideals like these - freedom, and justice - they get packed up. But... we can all go home. Well... I'm not going home. I'm gonna get on my boat, and I'm going up-river, and I'm going to kick that son-of-a-bitch Bison's ass so HARD... that the next Bison wanna-be is gonna feel it. Now who wants to go home... and who wants to go with ME! "
YAAAAAEEAAH!! Lets goo! haahahahahha
I watched two movies this weekend, of which are easily two of the best movies Ive seen this year. And both wholely and completely unexpected. [Sentence completed in First Person]
I say this because it is not often you watch a movie that completely surprises you, and then makes you wholeheartedly laugh and also cry, rather unapologetically. Movies are typically excellent when this happens, for the reason it allows you to do two things that most people should aspire to do everyday; laugh in wit, and be touched enough in emotion to cry. If you do those two things in a day, thats a good day, a very good day. [Paragraph blending First Person and Second Person. And Im done] Now the coincidence is that it happened on back to back viewed movies, and both filmed in Belgium. Belgium, the home of Smurfs and little boy pissing fountains.
Number one was In Bruge. Movie ii, JCVD.
In Bruge has been out for a while now, especially celebrated around these parts because its pretty much an Irish movie. It took me a while to get around to it, it was on the long finger. Definitely long enough to suppress and forget the 3rd hand talk of how different and clever it was. And for that Im glad I waited, because I got to experience the movie completely fresh and without expectation. And I now completely agree, it turned out to be a craftily written, somewhat dark ganster movie and very Funny. Some of the funniest lines of dialogue Ive heard all year. So far, when it comes to Colin Farrell movies anyways, you now know theres a pretty good chance itll be good, if hes speaking in his own accent.
Now JCVD, which if you havent heard of it yet, stands for Jean Claude Van Damme. Completely original and brave, the film is a parody of himself, and satire on his life. Who would of thought? Directed by some French guy, the dialogue is also primarily in French. And this is the most surprising thing that Ive experienced in years: Jean Claude Van Damme is a exceptional actor... when he is acting in his native tongue: Belgian accented French. And Im dead serious. In this movie he pretty much talks to the viewer and apologizes for his hollywood career and being a screw up outside of it. An unbelievably humbling step for a macho martial arts star of action movies. In a nutshell he tries to underline on of the truest and most deeply personal aphorisms: You are your own worst enemy. You really feel for Jean Claude in this film, but its still funny enough in bits to make you laugh out loud. Personally Im really happy the movie was ever thought of and made to begin with; its been a really long time since Jean Claude Van Damme has been in a good movie. You know, the last one was probably Street Fighter. :D
This is for Wayne: The best motivational speech in cinemagraphic history: ".. we can all go home. Meanwhile, ideals like these - freedom, and justice - they get packed up. But... we can all go home. Well... I'm not going home. I'm gonna get on my boat, and I'm going up-river, and I'm going to kick that son-of-a-bitch Bison's ass so HARD... that the next Bison wanna-be is gonna feel it. Now who wants to go home... and who wants to go with ME! "
YAAAAAEEAAH!! Lets goo! haahahahahha
Tuesday, December 09, 2008
Twitter Dee, Twitter Dum
Im on Twitter now. www.twitter.com/nolisirish. Check it out. Ill be much more consistent and frequent over there... since its so much easier and informal to deal with, I can quickly text and just concentrate on the more immediate, day to day, hour to hour, mundane stuff.. you know kinda like "Going to the shop to pick up some brown sugar" or "At the Champ-Elysees just buying some gum" or "Colin Farrell just dropped by with the Corrs. Andrea the hot one. Bastards always drink all my beer though" or "I just finished laying a big duece that plugged my toilet". Now that last one, that was for real... do you have any idea how hard it is to unplug a toilet when you only have one good leg and you dont have a plunger?... Trast me... not fun.
Also I have started the cheesy word and quote of the day thing going that I will try to keep up. But Ill try not to be pretentious, more urban irrelevant..
Manny got me into it, through Chris Bosh. And Shaq. Now I feel like EDtv. Soon Ill be hosting a 24/7 videolink on Justin.tv.
HAAAA! Yeah right...
Also I have started the cheesy word and quote of the day thing going that I will try to keep up. But Ill try not to be pretentious, more urban irrelevant..
Manny got me into it, through Chris Bosh. And Shaq. Now I feel like EDtv. Soon Ill be hosting a 24/7 videolink on Justin.tv.
HAAAA! Yeah right...
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