Tuesday, April 14, 2009

The State of the Economy in the United States

Good evening my fellow Americans,

It has come to my attention recently that Little Tree Air Fresheners have begun to air advertisements on television. Last time I checked, they were the only car air freshener company. You know things are bad when Little Tree Air Fresheners has to start making commercials. Are people not buying them anymore? Things are bad, and apparently not getting better. Sorry for the doom and gloom, but now its officially a recession. You heard it first here.

You're all welcome for the topical blog entry,
Michael

Friday, April 10, 2009

My baby

"Plugging (your) headphones in is like putting (your) glasses on."

This may very well be the most profound thing I have ever come up with. It's a work-in-progress, but I would be lying if I said I wasn't a little proud of it.

It could even be spun into something like, "Headphones are (like) glasses for your ears." Hm. I like that one, too.

I was gonna put this in the last post, but I didn't want it to get lost within the mindless ranting.

Let's get together and feel alright,
Mai

Easter Break!

Just spent my whole day in Long Island. Beautiful weather, my first time at Friendly's, Guitar Heros 1, 2, and 3, Domino's 555 deal, and real guitar? There aren't enough superlatives in the English language. One of the best days I've had in a while. Truly.

The more I try to write a song, the more impossible it becomes. A hackneyed statement from an unoriginal guitar player. Maybe I was just destined to become an accountant. Sigh.

Somuchworktodothisbreakomg.

I haven't spoken to anyone abroad in a while. Sadface.

This post is going downhill in a hurry. I don't know what my intentions this post were, but it's turned into a Nuggets-esque one, which I guess are similar to Twitter posts ("Tweets," ugh), except less dumb. And less ugly.

Oh, also, I'm going to start singing more. Hopefully.

There has to be some sesame seed glue,
Mai

and people say it's not our problem that the birds all have to leave

Hello Again,

To be difficult just for difficult's sake, my titles are going to be as irrelevant as possible just as they have always been. Good luck trying to find that really funny anecdote, because you won't be able to. 

Also, it should be known that Mai's prose writing in these blog entries is just wonderful. Someone should have stayed in fordham college. This In Search of Lost Time is definitely much better than the original by one Marcel Proust. This one, while it may be as long winded on occasion, doesn't make me fall asleep after reading 7 pages. Yeah I said it.

But I digress. I have important news: Adventureland was incredible. It is a movie everyone must see immediately. You've been warned.

Welcome. Come one, come all! A new member joins our "internet website community" - Dan!

A gold star for robot boy,
Michael

Wednesday, April 8, 2009

cuz that's the power of...huey lewis and the news

Hello! It's been a while. I don't have much to say, but I'll let you all in on a few secrets.

1) I have summer employ :)
2) the Yankees better pick it up or i'm getting brian cashman on the phone. I know it's only been one game, but half a billion dollars in new contracts I want(ed) them to start 10-0. AT LEAST.
3) finally saw both harold and kumar movies. I liked them, they were very enjoyable.
4) the ncaa final blew.
5) also, after last nights episode, i know who's going to win american idol: Adam "vampire" lambert. He did an incredible cover of Mad World. We're all still rooting for Danny though (at least i am).
6) agenda: see adventureland, as well as observe and report.

the heart of rock n' roll is still beating,
Michael

Tuesday, April 7, 2009

Schizophrenic Weather

During a storm a few days ago, there was the LOUDEST bolt of thunder I'd ever heard in my life. I know I'm from California and may not know what a "real" storm is like, but this was seriously ridiculous. I was in class and it sounded like a car exploded from no less than 20 feet away. Absolutely terrifying.

Two days later, it was one of the most beautiful days of the year. It was one of those days where you just look out at Eddie's and everything bad thought about Fordham just disappears. Unfortunately, I wasn't really able to go out and lounge on the Parade, but I did make it out into the city to run some errands and finally got a haircut while I was out there. The moptop/Bruce Lee/Beatles-esque hair is gone for now, but it's only a matter before it comes back.

In any case, it was pouring rain again today, but I'm sure that the weather will start to pick up eventually. I cannot even express how excited I am for the nice weather. It's just unfortunate that most of the people that I want to enjoy it with are on the other side of the world. In the meantime, I guess I'll just make a bunch of temporary friends to enjoy the weather with; fair-weather friends, if you will.

Puns are terrible.

Sweet like candy to my soul,
Mai

Monday, April 6, 2009

Smergel Snores

I was looking for a blog post from a while back, but had no idea where to even start looking because of their (usually) incredibly irrelevant titles, so now I've decided to use relevant titles more often. Starting...now.

Sometimes, my roommate Jake Smergel snores. The volume of a Smergel Snore ranges from "moderate" to "somewhat loud." A Smergel Snore Session can last anywhere between 5 to 45 minutes. What's so fascinating about an S.S.S. isn't actually the Snore itself, but rather how the Session ends.

Whenever one of Jake's Sessions is near its end, his Snores become louder and louder. As it reaches the pinnacle of its loudness, Jake will make a sudden chomp-like sound, as though he just took a big bite out of something. Because of this, every time I hear him snoring, I imagine a game of Pac-Man, where the Smergel Snore is running around chasing dots and ghosts. When he makes his chomping noise, it means he's gotten the last dot and won the game. So, if Jake ever starts to snore while I'm still awake, I secretly root for him in my mind, waiting anxiously until I hear the sweet sound of victory.

The End.

All my friends are so small town,
Mai