Failbook, ho.

I am quickly growing disenchanted with Facebook these days. They've changed the way it looks too many times to count and now with this last change, you actually have to opt out of them showing your private information to people, even if you have it set to friends only.

This is just a short rant because I don't have the time or energy to go on about it but readers? If you don't already have a Failbook page? Don't bother getting one. I've heard they're going to start charging at some point to top it all off. It's just not worth the trouble.

Tears and Laughter

I finally had the chance to catch the film Marley&Me tonight. I won't ruin it for anyone that hasn't seen it by pointing out any salient plot points, as I'm not a film critic or reviewer. I will say that I am glad I didn't peep this flick when it first came out. The inevitable storyline when you're writing about a dog would have been too traumatic for me.

As it was, I couldn't contain my tears through at least three portions of this movie and as such, I now have a stuffy nose, red eyes and a headache. But it was such a funny, delightful, poignant film and I'm glad I saw it.

Epic Pain

I am a procrastinator. That is a known fact. And I procrastinate to such great extents that I am living in god awful amounts of pain due to massive toothaches because I haven't made an appointment to see the dentist. Partially because I can't remember if I paid the last bill to that dentist or not, but also because I just plain forget to call them and find out, and/or make an appointment.

But I have vowed that either this week or next week, I will rectify that mistake and will call the dang dentist. Probably.

On the serious side...

I've come across a disturbing article that really paints a horrific picture of a gender washing network. Imagine if you will, a group of women with different hair colors, different styles, unique ideas of makeup usage. All endowed with intelligence, poise and confidence. Now imagine them working at Fox News. Review pictures of all the different female reporters. Pay attention to the commonalities between them. Gone are the nuances that made them different, original, unique. They are now all cookie cutter versions of the blonde, made up, blow dried reporter. As this article refers to them, they've been "Foxified". And what a shame that is.

The article can be found here. May you be as outraged and disgusted as I was.

Super Fantastic Free Song!!!

So the glorious Amanda Fucking Palmer is free from her previous record label and as a thank you to her fans has posted a free song. You don't have to pay anything to download it, it's gratis thanks to her. You can choose to pay/donate for it like I did (songs usually go for $0.99 or $1.99 on iTunes, I paid her $2.99 simply because I loved the song) or you can take it for free, you lazy cheap bitches.

The song is available at this website right here and I can tell you it's fantastic. I love AFP anyways, but this song really resonates with me about doing what you want because you can and not because anybody else has told you to or expects you to.

Anyhow, go to that website and check out her song. She plays ukelele and piano on it in addition to singing, and her partner in EvelynEvelyn, the incomparable Jason Webley, plays guitar. Another friend of hers by the name of Sam Kulik adds the beautiful sound of trombone to the song for an indelibly quirky, lyrically witty, musically brilliant piece of music. If you like her style of music, you will love this song. If you've never heard of Amanda Palmer or her band The Dresden Dolls you should go listen to this song. I thoroughly enjoyed it.

Holy Cow Awesomeness

My words shall be short but sweet today.

Enjoy the balloon and box awesomeness.