I Love The 90's in Scratch & Sniff

I hope when they do "I Love the 90's" again, they'll reminisce about when VH-1 used to play adult contemporary videos.

I would love to hear Hal Sparks, Patrice O'Neal and Michael Ian Black talk about how their livelihoods cost one genre of music it's only outlet to show it's music videos.

I'm sure we'd all laugh.

A Pig Just Flew Out of a Frozen over hell

Still sleeping...

In my defense, it was almost 5 AM.

Requiem For A Hatch

http://popwatch.ew.com/popwatch/2005/10/darren_aronofsk.html

Darren Aronofsky will direct 'Lost'

Who knew cult director Darren Aronofsky was a fan of the boob tube? The Requiem for a Dream helmer has just signed on to direct an episode of ABC’s Lost, which will likely air at the beginning of May sweeps. “It was one of those fantastic calls out of the blue,” says Lost exec producer Carlton Cuse. “His agents let us know he liked the show, and we jumped at the opportunity. Apparently, he had been watching Lost while up in Montreal shooting The Fountain and got hooked.” Speaking of which, won’t this interfere with completing Fountain, the director’s six years-in-the-making sci-fi epic starring fiancée Rachel Weisz and Hugh Jackman? “I think he will be done,” speculates Cuse. “We scheduled it so that is coming on the heels of finishing The Fountain. And we will try to put together a story that will be well-suited for Darren’s talents and visual imagination.”

Reunited

Everybody's coming back to take stock of their lives. You know what I say? Leave your livestock alone.
-- Debi from Grosse Point Blank

So, my high school reunion was this Saturday. I had more fun than I am willing to admit. I mean, on the cover, it was pretty lame. It was held in one of our high school gyms -- and they chose the cheap ugly one, we paid $50 bucks each to attend and we were treated to supermarket red and white wine and some kegs of watered down beer. The food was okay. The DJ was laughable at best (when they turned the lights off like this was a high school dance, I damn near wanted to walk right out of there).

But it was fun to get together with my old friends and make fun of the same people we made fun of ten years ago.

A couple of observations:

• As I feared, being one of the three black guys in my graduating class (one didn't show up), everyone recognized me. I was at a severe disadvantage.
• I understand bringing your wife/husband/fiance but not your boy/girlfriend. That's just weird to me. For some of the people who brought significant others, I can see why. The people who at that point in there life, everyone was pretty sure they would end life alone. Those were the ones who came up to me like "Hey Sean, THIS is my girlfriend!" and gave me that "She's way out of my league but here she is with me" look.
• Quote of the night: "I named my daughter River...ya know...after the river." I kid you not. I will take that one with me to the grave.
• I realized that night how many people I didn't associate with in high school. There were large groups of people talking and reminiscing and I had absolutely no desire to talk to them. There were people I occasionally spoke to or classes with but I made my friends and never ventured past them. I prefer it that way.
• With the exception of two people (who I didn't think about seeing there) and one person who didn't show, I kept in touch with most of my good high school friends (or at least know how to get in touch if need be). I'm pretty proud of myself.
• I looked good in my suit.
  

My Super Sweet 16

After watching a couple of episodes, I decided that if I have a daughter, I am going to have her sign a legally binding contract that says if we got all out for her sweet sixteen, we, as her parents, are under no obligation to help pay for her wedding if/when she ever gets married.

Like a dummy, she'll sign it.

And then when she's in love and 25 and they announce that they are getting married, I'M just gonna go to my room and pull out this laminated document. Hand her a photocopy and say "Don't forget to send me an invite."

Low Fidelity

So I received my new iPod on Friday.

It's like getting a new puppy after your old one died.

He's already my best friend.

This weekend I took it to the next level.

On previous iPod, I had a variety of playlists -- by genre, by artist, by speed (slow vs. uptempo)

But this weekend, I officially became the Rob Gordon* of iPod.

I set up threee playlists.

Grade School, High School & College.

Yup, now I can listen to the music by where I was scholastically.

I love it.

and I'm a loser.

As one of my co-workers said to me last week after she had seen a balloon I had drawn a Charlie Brown face on hanging outside my cube:

"We need to get you a hobby...or a girlfriend"



*High Fidelity by Nick Hornby