“I was there.”
I didn’t write the program, and I didn’t write the post about the program. I didn’t write the backing music to Rick Astley’s hit, “Never Gonna Give You Up”, but someone took the vocals and had the program rewrite the backing music to the song, so read all about it here, then download Microsoft Songsmith here and let’s make an album.
I’ve been organizing my Music library for the last few days(it’s up to 18.5 days, mostly 320 kbps biotch!) and the process has taken me down “lost hits of top-hats lifetime lane” and what a journey.
Jimmy4real has inspired me to leak an unoffical remix of Forgetter’s “Over Now”. The original is quite sick like all of Forgetter’s tracks. They have pushed their release back ever so slightly, to May…of 2013. So, while we all wait, here is the Tonka Twins remix of their track. I am secure enough in my manhood to say Ian and Duddy can harmonize beautifully not to mention I love the lyrics. Anyway, check it out:
Forgetter – Over Now (Tonka Twins remix)
Forgetter – Over Now (Tonka Twins remix)
Well hello, friend. I’m feeling kind of bombed out today, but I just jump-started my Sunday with some McGuyver cooking advice for Sleepy. How did those short ribs turn out, Sleepy?
(I don’t know how to spell that guy’s name, and I’m really feeling too surly to look it up. I was thinking a more Scotsman spelling might be MacGyver, but I’ve never known any Scots, so I’m basing the “Scottish” spelling off of watching a subtitled “Highlander” on a plane to Taiwan. I’m basing “McGuyver” spelling off of Mc=some kind of hamburger, Guy=Burt Reynolds, and ver=a noise a really sick muscle car makes.)
So without looking anything up on your petty “internet”, which would you choose? A guy in a meadow with a sword and long hair or Burt Reynolds taking a huge bite out of a Big Mac while ramping a Thunderbird over the Grand Canyon?
You think I don’t mean what I say? Here’s the car I’m looking into buying. The 4-door black one, so more people can come to the dogtrack with me. Yeah. What’s up now, doubters?
Anyway, on to the main event. Michael Ian Black is really, really funny. He’s the guy from “The State”, a show I’ve never seen and cannot endorse lest I ruin my perfect run of suggesting Pure Gold. But his book “My Custom Van…” is re-read material. Something you need in your purse when you’re getting your car out of the impound lot. It’s something I want to read to people except that it would be like retelling a joke, and people don’t ask you out for coffee or whatever if you re-tell jokes. Unless you have some sort of medical condition which causes people to feel the need to do so. And nobody wants to think about that!
Yeah, so if you like the idea of becoming a Big Brother to an orphan kid and completely dominating them in a game of pick-up basketball and talking a lot of trash, then here’s your man:
