same as it ever was (talking heads)

Friday, March 16, 2007

Damn I'm good at Trivia...and it makes me :(

Do you know who Bayside High's rival High School is? Do ya...huh? It's Valley High. I pulled that out of my ass last night in Trivia. As the song started can't remeber what it was probably something cheesey and 80's I started in on the merits of Saved by the Bell to my buddy. I was shocked to see that he wasn't even a casual fan. He was born late 70's same as me, wheel-house demographic for Saved. Anyway, I been reading up on Saved by the Bell on Wikipedia just a few months earlier (Mr. fucking cool incarnate)and I'm not sure if this nugget subliminally stuck in my head or what but here's kinda how the conversation went...

HIM: Saved by the Bell? Don't have a clue
ME: Dude, you don't like Saved by the Bell?
HIM: (Gives me blank awkward stare, when it should have been me giving him blank awkward stare since he doesn't like Saved by the Bell, so I in turn give him blank awkward stare) dude, no I never really watched it. So what are we guessing here, don't have a clue?
ME: Well shit, let me see here, Saved by the Bell was set in California soooo, it's something like, fuck man, I can't remember
HIM: Let's put a stupid answer, like some kind of seeing for the blind school.
ME: Excuse me but are we in second grade? I'm a bit more mature than that at my current age. Let me brain-storm some more here so we don't have to resort to juvenile tactics to get cheap laughs. Grow up man. (This is a lie, actually I didn't say any of that, I just laughed)
HIM: Got anything better than that
(crazy cheesey-ass 2-minute 80's keyboard solo about to end, one can only assume, meaning time is getting short)
ME: Valley High? This is a guess, doubt it is it, but it has California overtones?
HIM: Either that or the blind and deaf school
ME: It's not right but give it a shot...

But it was RIGHT! Looking back on it today though, I feel melancholy. What if all the useless information floating around in my head was actually dedicated to something worth-while? Would we have a cure for cancer? People on Mars? Would Oprah Winfrey be dead? The world will never know...

Wednesday, February 28, 2007

March but not quite yet, but close

yeah pretty close, and i had some time, so i changed the header. talking heads, still criminally under-rated. i'm in vegas got here this afternoon and like the party animal i am decided to blog, fuck the craps table, internet, terrible. anyway i don't hit the actual strip until tomorrow afternoon (even though i'm going to ceasers in like 20 minutes) but i'll be up for 72 hours straight, seriously, anyway LA was fun, cool place gets a bad rap. i learned something along my adventures too, don't drink warm schlitz, and try to tear down a basket ball goal if you want to keep your right index finger.

Monday, February 12, 2007

It's February 12th and I haven't changed the header...ouch

Tis February 12th and I'm just changing the header. I'm quoting one of my favorite movies of all-time, Made is a classic, Vaughn is in over-drive.

Here's the point in my recent posts where I say something like, "dude's I'm totally going to post more posts, totally swear!" and then I don't post anything. So I'm not going to say something like that...not going to...not doing it...right now...told ya.

Oh yeah, I'm going to L.A. and Vegas for 11 days Feb. 23rd-March 4th. My liver dislikes me.

editor's note: I don't think it's actually possible for an organ to actually have feelings...felt like pointing that out.

Wednesday, January 03, 2007

jan 2007

don't know what putting a battery in your leg means, but i like the sound of it

Friday, December 15, 2006

i cannot keep up, i try, yet i cannot,

1. my favorite album of the year is Destroy's Rubies destroyer...quite addictive, Bejar is a genius

2. Talk to la Bomb brazilian girls by brazilian girls

editor's note: I feel this has been an off year in music, but i cannot keep up, i try, yet i cannot, so i may be off, there was some other good shit i purchased but the above definitely stood out to me...aughtsix was still probably better than let's say like 98'. this is my end of the year music review, not really too in depth, kinda slack ass, but i'm keeping up a cultgoespopthemrehere: 2007 new's years resolution to be less self depricating_killing multiple, like 1x2 penguins with crack (rawk). meaning don't expect a new year's resolution type or themed or type post.

there is a nascar "fragrance"

possible ad campaign slogan

"I smell like burnt rubber
and tears from my lover"

I realize this is gross generalization but I'll make it because there shouldn't be a nascar fragrence

Friday, December 08, 2006

blog. blog i said (take that C&C music factory song and replace danse with blog, a post relating to the origin of this blog's name)

I think I've mentioned this before (maybe not, but I think I briefly brought it up one time not a full explanation) but look at my September 2006 archieve (actually don't) so if I have two posts in one day bare with me. The origin of cultgoespop (name)...

Double Entandre (don't know if that's how you spell it I hate spell check you get the picture)

The name is a double entandre, which means that it in actuality has two meanings yet it is one phrase, or idea, or word? Can a word be a double Ent... don't know if that qualifies? I know a word can have two (or 345etc) different meanings but I don't think it can be a doubleE. Anyway, the 2 meanings.

1. It means culture goes popular, and I am mainly referring to Tara Reid tit popping out of her dress type "culture" like as in "popular culture" becoming mainstream popular. Will middle school kids 50 years from now study this shit in history books? One can only hope.

2. Secondly it means or could mean like an actual Heaven's Gate or Dave Koresh type cult going "pop" as in they like all die or kill themselves. This is a bit more morbid take on the name I suppose but fuck it, if you're going to dress in all black and wear those stupid ass black Nike's with the purple swoosh and listen to some dude who looks like that main Schlopek neighbor in the Burbs you deserve to kill yourself and die, I have no remorse for you.

Finally, I always kind of either consciously or sub-consciously try in some way to tie the ramblings of my post together, whether it's blatently evident or not. I can't really write which makes blogging a great medium for me, but I really respect people who can without spelling out their point to the masses, writers who make people think...Anyway my tie-in with this explanation and post is that in my first definition of the name I mentioned an event that took place in popular culture to describe the definition so it goes together. Secondly I tried to tie things together by mentioning that C&C Music Factory song in the title of this blog. I then mentioned people killing themselves or people in cults. All people who actually like C&C Music Factory HAVE to be in a cult, and should immediatley kill themselves.

Monday, December 04, 2006

First Blood Part 2? Let's work on this

This past Friday evening on AMC, I was lucky enough to view one of the greatest cinematic acheivements of the 20th century. Yes, I was lucky enough to catch about the last hour or so of Rambo: First Blood Part 2! I make partial fun of this now, but I bet I watched this movie at least 30 times when I was growing up in the 80's. Rambo is the fucking man, his general disregard to pig feces and leetches, I bet he actually enjoyed being stuck in the all that shit. To the rat killing and electrocution, to the most amazing feat in the history of man kind...the jump out of the river onto the helicopter. Michael Jordan is a lucky man that John Rambo was into being an unsocial ex-Vietnam vet with unintelligible social skills, I don't care if he is only 5'5", Rambo would have shut Jordan down, the river jump onto the helicoptor proves this (if you have no clue what I speak of too bad, fascinating stuff, 10.0 on the rictor scale of unintentional humor). Anyway let me get to my point although this movie still kicks ass (mostly for the wrong reasons now) I was always perplexed by the name, even at a young age. The problem of course is the name First Blood Part 2 doesn't make any sense. Below I'm going to offer up some alternative names for the title of this film.

1. Rambo: Second Blood
2. Rambo: First Blood, Again
3. Rambo: First Blood, well actually, no, not technically First Blood
4. Rambo: First Blood Part 2...wait, we can't name it that. Why? Because it doesn't make any sense. The word First implies that it was the actual initial time an event happened, calling something first and then adding the lame part 2 does nothing to correct that problem, it just makes us look stupid. Well fine then, if you guys name it that I want my executive producer title taken off the movie, no I still want to get paid, I just don't want to associated with that idiotic name. I told you guys hiring Frank Stallone to name this thing was going to be a bad idea.