Music is my life. Everything can be expressed, handled or just felt more deeply with the right chord or phrase. I have been blessed with some amazing friends and am still at that point where my life is an open book. If you’d like, stick around for a bit and help me write a few chapters…
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Just taught four IT assistant director and team leads the meaning and uses of the phrase 'chimo'. @lmh21 would be so proud.
After fourteen seasons, MadTV is finally being taken off the air. Most of the time, MadTv was more than a tadbit painful and unfunny to me. However, over the years they have had a few sketches that were pretty stinking funny. Michael McDonald, Stephanie Weir, Mo Collins, Will Sasso and Alex Borstein were among my favorite cast members in the amazing sketches. At least with the goodness of youtube, these gems will never be forgotten. So because I have a feeling you’ve missed them… Here are a few of my favorite MadTV sketches. (Each is just one in a sketch arc, so please please please checkout all of the others.)
Notice something wrong with this picture? Oh, yeah. The Internet light is off on my DSL modem. Still. Qwest somehow didn’t transfer my service but instead disconnected it. To add insult to injury, the normal time to reconnect a disconnect service is 7-10 days. Even after raging at four supervisers, I’m still not able to be connected until Thurs or Fri.
So for now I’m blogging and connecting on 52Kbps dial-up. Thank you free university dial-up. I remember a time not too long ago when I could only dial-up from my parents house at less than 19.2Kbps. Yet, somehow that seemed worlds faster than this speed. I’m definitely learning to appreciate high-speed connections. At least until I have DSL again, I have Bravo and the new joys of Shear Genius and Project Runway. Talk about addictive.
Every once in a while my familial insomnia gene rears its ugly head, and I find myself lying awake for hours each night when I should be sleeping. No matter how exhausted I am I find myself pondering the state of my world and compiling countless lists of things that must be done in the next rotation of the earth. Lately, my cerebral obsession has been the millions of things that need to be done by July 31st to officially move out of the apartment I’ve called home for the past four years. However, thanks to a late night channel surfing escapade I’ve discover one of my all-time favorite shows and secret joy is now on the Fine Living Network each night at midnight.
Four years ago as I was preparing for college graduation, I stumbled upon the show Iron Chef on the Food Network and immediately became enthralled by this cooking sensation. The formula for this show is simple. A challenger who has made a name for themselves somewhere in the world challenges one of Japan’s Iron Chefs to a 60 minute battle in Kitchen Stadium where both competitors have to make 5 dishes featuring a secret ingredient chosen by the Liberace-wannabe Chairman Kaga to be judged by Japanese celebrities. Originally filled in Japanese, the English voice-overs make the show feel like a cross between MXC, Julia Child, and the World Wrestling Federation. Ingredients like roe and foie gras that result in dishes like trout ice cream and truffle sake add to the marvel of entertainment anomaly.
In recent years, the Food Network has created their own versions of the Iron Chefs. The American Iron Chefs include chef all-stars like Bobby Flay, Cat Cora, Wolfgang Puck, Masaharu Morimoto, and Mario Batali with food trivia genius (and my personal favorite Food Network star) Alton Brown as the omniscient show host. Unlike the original, ICA focuses more on the battle and education its viewers and less on the theatrics of television. However, despite the number of food celebs on this American version, I still prefer its Eastern counterpart.
Either way, the simple fact is there’s just something about this show that both entertains and lulls me to sleep. For the past week and a half, I’ve turned it on with a racing mind and not even made it to the end to watch the final judging. I’ve even considered taping it so I can play it earlier and be asleep before 12:45am.
Well, it’s almost time for Chairman Kaga to read me my Iron Chef bedtime story. Goodnight and in the words of the chairman, “Allez Cuisine!”
Fast-forwarding through Fox’s broadcast of the final performances of season 7 of American Idol had to be one of the most painful things I’ve ever had to do. Ok, so maybe I didn’t have to, but a boxing themed finale. Are you kidding me? Who in their right mind would even consider putting pip-squeak David Archuleta in a ring versus anyone… his pretty lil face might get hurt. On the other hand, fight’s on!! Anyway, tonight was the big finale, and surprisingly enough, my mind’s underdog pulled out a victory by over 12 million votes. While he wasn’t my first choice, America, good job getting this final vote right. It’s kinda sad that I’m not sad the season is over or excited that DC won. Instead, I’m just relieved. American Idol, I hate to say this… but I think you’re time walk away with what dignity you have left. You bore me. I’d rather watch “Super Nanny” on Wednesday nights and not your results show. Alas, I should stop taking the joy out of DC’s big victory. So to help celebrate his big night… here are MY favorite performances from David Cook, your American Idol.
Know what that is?!?! Oh yeah, it’s a picture message from Zac of the movie poster for X-Files: I Want To Believe, the much-anticipated, ‘I’m gonna pee-squirt’ X-Files sequel. Never has there been a show that I so religiously followed and unabashedly loved as this one, and I’m keeping my fingers crossed that the script must be phenomenal if it could draw Gillian Anderson out of her acting hiatus. Fox Mulder, Dana Scully, Walter Skinner, and Chris Carter are all on-board, and I’m just not sure I can wait until its July release. Guess it’s time to start watching all the old episodes again. Eeek!!!