Archive for July, 2009

Maru = The Best Cat In The World

Posted in adventures in blogging, cute things with tags , , , , on July 29, 2009 by melsanie

So I should apologize to my brother and sister-in-law’s cats for that statement, but it’s true.  I’m sorry Lilly and Ender–you are adorable but you guys are not nearly as funny and palyful as Maru.  You’re probably asking, “Who is Maru?”  Well, Maru is a cat whose videos have been online for a while and they are freaking.hysterical.  He’s this chubby, overweight Scottish Fold residing in Japan who, “has a thing for putting himself into things.”  Anytime I’m feeling the teeniest bit sad, I just watch this chubbster dive into an empty soda can box or roll around in a garbage can.  Who knew that something so simple could be so amusing?  Even if you don’t like cats, this guy is an anomoly.  He’s playful and silly like a dog, but tries to maintain the dignity of a cat, which makes it even cuter.  Even if you don’t like cats, you will like this guy.  Trust me.

The clip above is my favorite, especially around the 1:50 mark, but if you want more, you should check out Maru’s blog.  Yes, a cat has a blog, but this one is funny so it’s worth checking out.  I promise you won’t be disappointed.


Found Objects

Posted in fotos with tags , , , on July 29, 2009 by thedith
Interior Casa Mila, Barcelona, Spain

Interior Casa Mila, Barcelona, Spain

My sister’s in Barcelona until September visiting her boyfriend and just emailed me a bunch of great pictures of her time there so far.  I’m going to post some of them, because some of them are pretty tight, and I’m a sucker for tight photography.  Plus, I have half a blog, I can do what I want to.

Wanna Keep Up With the Kids These Days?

Posted in music, servicey, tweens, you should like this with tags , , , , on July 27, 2009 by thedith

Feelin’ like an old fuddy duddy because you have no idea what a “sparkle vampire” is? Not quite sure why US Weekly thinks you’re supposed to care who Ashley Tisdale is dating (answer: no one cares who Ashley Tisdale is dating, so don’t worry about it)?   Don’t worry.  Semi-Unemployed-Me to the rescue!

It’s my opinion, that no one over the age of like, 18, needs to know who any of the above people are.  Hello, you a grown ass woman/man, you ain’t got time to keep up with Tiger Beat‘s demographic.  And, instead of feeling bad about that, consider it a good thing.  Trust me. Like, sometimes, I wish I didn’t know as much about Tween culture as I do. Maybe it’s because I’m getting older, but today’s tween stars are annoying, cheesy, and strangely braggy about being chaste — whatever, Jonas Brothers… Continue reading

Harder, Better, Faster, Stronger

Posted in geeking out, i like this, movie trailers with tags , , , , , on July 27, 2009 by thedith

While we’re at it, Tron Legacy (also in 3-D) came out with a new trailer this weekend at Comic Con.  Being a sucker for a) action movies b) 80’s kitch c) bright shiny things and d) anything 3-D, I will be seeing this.  But, perhaps the coolest thing about the Tron sequel, is that Daft Punk is providing the soundtrack.  What’s that? Did you just pee your pants a little too? Can Summer 2010 just get here already?

Watch the trailer for Tron 2 at IGN Video.

Below, Daft Punk at Cochella 2007

Rad Things

Posted in movie trailers, rad things, Uncategorized with tags , , , on July 27, 2009 by thedith

Question: Why is every movie in 3-D these days?

Answer: Who cares?

More importantly,  the trailer for the new Alice in Wonderland movie starring Johnny Depp and directed by Tim Burton has been online for the past few days. Aw-e-soo-me.

What’s That? Speak Up. I Don’t Read Smoke Signals

Posted in inapropriately long posts, opinions, rants, servicey, suggestions with tags , , , , , , , , on July 27, 2009 by thedith

An admitted Social Retard, I’ve been thinking about social cues a lot lately.  Like, how we give them off, how they’re interpreted, and what to do when what you’re throwin’ out there isn’t being picked up — or worse yet, when what you’re throwin’ out there is being picked up, but is being misconstrued.

Obviously, social cues are important.  Not just learning how to read them, and give them out, but logistically speaking as well — there just aren’t enough hours in the day to verbally communicate every thought and every idea to every person we encounter, so naturally we need to rely on non-verbal forms of communication.  Okay, understand that.  But sometimes, I wish we relied on social cues a lot less, and verbally communicated with each other more.  It would make life a lot easier for socially handicapped people like myself.

I like to call myself (okay, that’s a lie,  I’ve never called myself this, I’m just making this phrase up right now, but I’m going to start calling myself this from now on) a high functioning socially retarded person.  Outwardly, if you met me, you’d think that I’m just as capable of social interaction as the next guy, but actually, I’m really kind of hella awkward.  That is to say, if you like me, it takes me a really long time to pick up on it; if you don’t like me, it takes me a really long time to pick up on it.  Meanwhile, you might assume that I dislike you, even if I really haven’t made up my mind either way. And, if I do actually like you, you might never pick up on it.

Sound confusing? It is.  And, you know why? Because, like any symbolic form of communication, social cues are rife for misinterpretation.  So, that girl you saw outside the club? The one you smiled at because you saw her slip, and you wanted to let her know hey, these things happen, don’t be embarrassed? Yeah, well she’s acting all suspicious of you, whispering a warning to all her girl friends, because she thinks your smile means you’re trying to figure out what she’d look like without her clothes on.  You’re not meaning to hit on her, but she misread your social cue.  Now you don’t have a chance with any of her friends.  Or, what about that guy you’re crushing on? Remember him? He’s the one who’s phone calls you never answer right away (even though you really, really want to) because you don’t want to seem “too available” (i.e. desperate)? Yeah, well, he’s not calling you anymore because he thinks you never answer your phone when he calls because you don’t like him.  What’s to blame here? Really? Do I have to type it out here, for you? Miss-communicated social signals, duh.

And you know what? Fuck that.  I’m tired of all this social confusion.  Can I make a request here? Can I request that we stop being so lazy, and kind of talk to each other more? I know it’s easier, more comfortable, and less time consuming to let your actions reflect your thoughts, but actually,  it’s really pretty annoying when someone misreads your actions.  Let’s cut down on the suspicion/confusion/anxiousness/false hope here, and just talk to one another.  Mystery dramas are fun for entertainment purposes, but suck in real life.  Like, sure Ghost Writer was a really fun show, but wouldn’t you get sick of having a friend who insists on communicating by throwing random letters and words together in the hopes that you can figure out what  he means? Wouldn’t you be like, fuck you, Ghost Writer, who’s the dbag committing all the annoying pranks on the Lenni music video set?  You know the answer, why can’t you just tell me? Admit it, you would say that.  That’s how I feel about social cues.  And now, I’ll end with a poem:

So, tell me what you want, what you really, really, want/

I’ll tell you what I want, what I really, really want/*

*Answer: A zig-a-zig-ahhhh

Found Objects

Posted in fotos with tags , , , on July 26, 2009 by thedith
Union Square, San Francisco, CA

Union Square, San Francisco, CA

I work near Union Square, so I spend a lot of time witnessing photo-ops like the above.  Usually, tourists make me mad, but this was actually quite endearing to me for some reason.

Yes, I’m Sure That’s How It Goes — It’s Kind of A Famous Song…

Posted in deep thoughts with tags , , on July 25, 2009 by thedith

Dana: We were dancing to that song that goes, you know, “green sleeves are made of these…”

Meredith: Wait. What? You mean sweet dreams? Sweet dream are made of these?

And Sometimes, You’re Jennifer Aniston

Posted in opinions, or something, rants with tags , , , , , , , , , , on July 25, 2009 by thedith

Jose: So who you live with? Your family? Your husband? Your boyfriend?

Me: No. I live with a roomate — a friend.

Jose: Ohh, you no have a boyfriend or husband? I always thought you live with them. You no have a boyfriend?

Me: Nope.

Jose: Why you no have a boyfriend?  You beautiful.

[Ed note: so only ugly girls don’t have boyfriends? Gee, thanks…]

Dear World,

Stop asking single girls this question.  It’s rude.  I’ve written this post before, can’t we move on? Why am I still given a sad smile and a sympathetic head nod when I say, “I don’t know…It’s not really my number one priority right now to have a boyfriend.”  I’m not single because I “can’t land myself a man”, or because I’m “trying too hard”, or because I’m too busy sluttin’ it up.  It’s not that I consciously don’t have a boyfriend, but I definitely don’t need one to make me happy. Don’t get me wrong, I’m not down on love (I love love!), and I don’t despise the idea of a boyfriend (who doesn’t like spending time with someone they like?), but I do despise the fact that you think that I should just couple up with the next guy who wants to buy me a drink, because that’s what girls “past a certain age” do.

Listen, if you want to be my boyfriend, it’s not hard.  Just be cool, and interesting, and at least act like you like me, and I’ll consider it if I like you.  Because, ahem, I thought that’s how this girlfriend/boyfriend thing works? It’s based on liking someone — not the fear of being alone? Unless I got the wrong Life memo, in which case, please send me the updated version.

In the meantime, I’m gonna go watch some episodes of Lost, because I’m re-watching it from the beginning, and I don’t need to sit around pining after you like a bad Katherine Heigle romcom.  You are though, more than welcome to join.

Signed,

Maybe Jennifer Aniston doesn’t even want a boyfriend

Are there still music video directors? If so, here’s the concept. You’re Welcome.

Posted in gchat gangstas, music with tags , , , , , , , , , on July 24, 2009 by melsanie

Meredith: uh oh i smell summer jam.  go riri.  i like to envision, jay-z, rhianna, and kanye as an entourage.  they storm into clubs, swiggin’ on moet.  throwing the bottle over their heads when they’re done.  pushing people off of couches so riri and kanye can dance on them, while jay nods his head to the beat.  they eat shrimp cocktail while strippers dance on poles, and rhianna dances on tables in 4 inch heels singing the chorus to “live your life”.  as they leave the club, they encounter chris brown, ney-o, and i dunno, paris hilton? and a fight breaks out.  jay and kanye smash bottles over chris brown et. al.’s heads.  then they kick down the door and speed off in their stretch limo, this song blasting.  as they speed off into the early morning