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First of all: Downloads of the third Half-Blood Prince trailer.

Two unconnected musical thoughts:

As soon as I became aware that Katy Perry (the singer I love to hate. GET OUT OF MY HEAD, "HOT N COLD." "N" IS NOT EVEN A REAL CONJUNCTION) did a cover of The Outfield's "Your Love" ("Use Your Love"), I had to hunt it down, because "Your Love" is one of my top umpteen songs ever. EVER. Shit, I would give any cover of "Your Love" at least one shot. Except that I started listening to it and I immediately got pissed off that the lyrics were changed for no appreciable reason. I mean, yes, there are a couple of lines near the beginning that you'd have to change, unless you, as a female performer Miss I Kissed a Girl, want to sing about how you like your girls a little bit older (honestly? If I were singing this in a karaoke or Rock Band situation, I'd do it, Josie and her vacation and everything). HOWEVER: let us compare (cover lyrics in bold): All my girls are nowhere to be found? WHAT? )

Sigh.

Secondly, there was an awesome song over the credits of the last episode of True Blood, and my understanding is that it's Dr. John's "I Don't Wanna Know" (actual spelling might vary, I'm not sure). Does anyone have it? Because I can't find it anywhere; I can't even figure out what album it might be on.

Anyway: linkspam! First you need to buy genitals )



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... because I feel like I really need to get this off my chest.

So.

Read more... )


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I seem to wake up at two or three in the morning pretty consistently these days. Ick.

>> You know, I wanted to do my own research rather than fire up Semagic and bother y'all every time I wanted to know some little thing, but I mention hay (thinking, "Hey, you know, if anyone else ever needs to look this stuff up, this might come in handy for them"), and not only have multiple commenters cut hay before, one of them was doing so that day. Screw this Wikipedia noise, I'm asking y'all from now on.

So... *checks notes* ...relatively slow-acting botanical poisons, what've you got? I need time for suffering and flailing about for antidotes. Belladonna? If you intend to poison someone today, I definitely need to hear from you.

>> Okay, I'm in a bit of a quandary. Someone is using the title for "Movies in Fifteen Minutes" for the first and the fourth Harry Potters--I have the link to them, but I'm not reading the texts, as I haven't actually finished "Goblet of Fire" yet, and I don't want an IM IN UR FANFIC, STEALIN UR JOKES situation on my hands. (Note: I actually did the first Potter in the book.) But I'm reading reviews left for her, and while there are a couple of comments that mention me, there's also a lot saying, "What are you going to do for your next Movies in Fifteen Minutes?" and "U should do [whatever] for your next Movies in Fifteen Minutes." I am extremely uncomfortable with what she's doing, but you, and by "you" I mean "I," can't copyright titles. And it's not like I chose the most unique title of all time in the first place. At the same time, I hear that she does seem to acknowledge obliquely that she "didn't come up with the title," so I think she has, in fact, seen my work. She may or may not be using some of my jokes; I can't look, but the reviews indicate that she may be funny on her own, which means that we are not dealing with actual plagiarism here. But here's another complicating factor: the site doesn't allow script format fics anyway. I'm not linking to any of this because I legitimately don't know what to do, and I don't want to call the flying monkeys down on her. Probably the most I could ask for is for her to put a disclaimer that says "This is not related to Cleolinda Jones' Movies in Fifteen Minutes," and I don't know that I even have the right to ask for that. She seems to be only fifteen anyway, and... I totally don't know what to do. Other than pour myself a tall glass of Let It the Hell Go, I guess.

>> Re: Last night's JonBenet entry: You know how the first thing out of my mouth, metaphorically speaking, was how this guy might be trying to get out of Thailand? Yeah. A lot of things aren't adding up, including the whole "No, my husband was with me in Alabama, the Center of the Universe, that Christmas" part. At the same time, the man is way creepy and at least now that he's been nationally exposed as a pedophile (what were the previous charges, again? Child porn in California and sex charges in Thailand?), maybe someone can put him away somewhere. God knows what he's been up to elsewhere.

(On the other hand: the details Karr allegedly knows that no one but the killer should know.)

>> ATTENTION, PEOPLE I ACTUALLY KNOW IN REAL LIFE: Holy crow, people are actually coming out of Snakes on a Plane saying they liked it. I was expecting the biggest hype letdown ever. (Sample comments start here. Also here.) "It's everything you could have hoped for" is a pretty damn good endorsement. Art on the Rocks is Friday, but what about Saturday?

>> Linkspam:

Jail for Haley Joel? It's a Shyamalan curse, I'm telling you--first Mel and now this.

The Stephen Colbert Threat Down Generator.

[livejournal.com profile] megmatthews20: "On a much happier subject, have you seen the following POTC 3 spoilerific pictures?" I think we've seen some of them before, but I think there's at least a couple of new ones, and they're laid out better here. Also, Chinese Pirate Jack lives!

Hilary Duff's new video, "Play with Fire." I am not proud that I have now downloaded the song, but Sister Girl actually came and said, "You need to listen to this, I think you would like this. No, I have no shame." She actually earbombed me, knowingly, with stupidcrackmusic. You understand, don't you? Don't you?!

[livejournal.com profile] carebearssparky: "I was wondering if you could pimp this - I know [livejournal.com profile] habibekindheart can use all the support she can get. She does not deserve any of the things that have happened to her, and neither does her family."



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You know, I take issue with the old adage that you should write what you know. Number one, as [livejournal.com profile] bibliotech pointed out, the entire science fiction genre would cease to exist. Number two--most of us lead extremely boring lives. If we wrote only what we knew, we would probably replace science fiction with navel gazing, and the You Are Way Too Young to Be Writing This Memoir genre is overstuffed as it is. Therefore, I believe that you should write what you know, and if you don't know it, you should go find it out--also known as "research."

The Joys of Being a Writer, or, Problems You Don't Run Into Much: "Man, I wish they had more pictures of old-fashioned haystacks."

Problems You Don't Run Into Much, Part Two: "But when do you cut the hay? When??"

Part Three: "There is a serious dearth of good haymaking FAQs on the internet."

Part Four: "FINALLY."

Part Five: "Hey, man, I don't judge. If you just need to have a field full of phallic symbols, you know, that's your scene, then, whatever."

Part Six: "This ice cream is not sufficient for my malnutritional needs."

Which perhaps bears some explaining. Since Bluebell is holding out on us regarding the Chocolate Almond Marshmallow ice cream (it's supposed to go back into rotation this month, but I haven't seen any yet), my mother decided to be enterprising and buy from a different brand--Mayfield's Chocolate Marshmallow ice cream and their Chocolate Almond ice cream. "You can just combine them!" she says. I am so touched by the gesture that I restrain myself from pointing out that we could have bought one flavor of ice cream and a bag of almonds. Which might have been a better idea, because it turns out that Mayfield's ice cream doesn't really have that much in the way of almonds--it's more like it's just daydreaming about them, thinking about how it might be a good idea, someday, to include almonds in the product. Also, Bluebell's almonds are chocolate-covered. You understand now, don't you?

Slight update on the YouTube situation: [livejournal.com profile] eponine_b says that the people who actually made the video posted it with credit on their website; someone apparently then took it and posted it to YouTube without, I would imagine, permission. That said, it's really not a big deal, you guys. I mean, maybe it is for the vidders if their work was stolen, but I think there's enough commentage on the YT page to thoroughly indicate where the text came from.

P.S. can't stop listening to nelly furtado (stop) send help please (stop)


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Snaffled this off [livejournal.com profile] eclectica's journal: Recommend...

1. A movie.
2. A book.
3. A musical artist, song, or album.
4. An LJ user not on my [whose? mine, or the original poster's?] friends list.

1. Movie: Hmmm. Something you might not have seen... Picnic at Hanging Rock is awesome. If you've recently seen Master and Commander and want to see more of Peter Weir's work, try this one. I just got it on DVD for Christmas after wearing a tape of it out. It's about some Australian (I think?) schoolgirls who go missing in the outback circa... let's say 1900 or so. Gorgeous and haunting and spooky and... not for people who like tidy endings.

2. Well, I'm reading From Hell right now, and in the last hour have learned Neil Gaiman-approved euphemisms for Victorian sex acts. Can't get much better than that.

3. Oh, everyone knows my musical taste is frozen back before 1998. I'm still proud of discovering Papas Fritas from that Dentyne Ice commercial. (Shut up, man. "Way You Walk" is awesome. Don't lie.)

4. Hmm. I don't know. I'm looking for movie news communities at the moment, to make working on the site a little easier... like [livejournal.com profile] lotr_news or [livejournal.com profile] dawn_treader. And I pretty much friend anyone I want to keep an eye on, so... who would you recommend?
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Well, not really drunk. More like post-drinking tipsy. I had three Long Islands at the Mill with Brett and the Lovely Emily (and I haven't had hardly anything to drink in forever). And now I have to stay up until I'm sober. It's my secret to never having a hangover. So that's why I have a Richard Marx Greatest Hits CD playing, because theoretically I'm going to sober up in a couple of hours and go, "Holy fuck, why am I listening to Richard Marx??" And that's how I'll know.
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Reposted from my old Easyjournal:

I would like to confess, here and now, that I have absolutely awful taste in music. Well, to be more precise, I have very good taste in music, but I have a bottomless appreciation for certain kinds of bad music. I mean, you know, I love my Garbage CDs to pieces and I was all about U2 in high school and I listen to movie scores and all that. I have music I am not ashamed to claim on my MP3 player. I’ll admit to the David Bowie and the Wallflowers and the Pretenders and the Smash Mouth and the Pearl Jam and the Cure and even the select group of ‘80s songs that everyone loves. I’ll cop to the Depeche Mode and even the Kylie Minogue. I will even confess an honest love for Siouxsie and the Banshees, because they make me sound cutting-edge. Occasionally I’ll admit that I’ve got some lesser-known New Wave tracks as well.

And then… there’s the rest of it. Continue reading my shame )
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