so i was watching the new 90210, and had a little nerdglee when navid, the hot middle eastern filmmaker kid, talked about his obsession with world of warcraft in introducing himself to some ho.
the ho responds something like all he said is cool, as long as she gets to be a "seventh level mage". fucking idiot screenwriters, you could have asked literally ANYONE you know... becoming a LEVEL SEVEN mage in wow takes less than two hours. maybe the ho meant a level SEVENTY mage, but the level cap just raised to 80, so you're behind the times!
obviously i'm just bitching about this because i'm bitter that i can't begin playing again because my wow addiction is worse than any dependency i've faced in my life
Thursday, February 5, 2009
Tuesday, February 3, 2009
i would do anything to have taken part in OZ
svu is the low rent version, with a milder chris meloni, bd wong, rita moreno, j.k. simmons, and the list goes on
i bought the 6th season, the last season, and it is exquisite. perfect. the best show that has ever existed. and i'm just putting it out there. i love heroes best, but oz is the best.
i can't believe kirk accused ray mukada of molestation! bd wong is gay in real life, but his character on oz is like the most moral pries i've ever encountered in my life. of course he would be fictional.
also a couple of the actors have been on 30 rock, like dean winters, who was funny as shit with tina, but is great on oz, and whose mother starts music and theatre in the prison, including a production of macbeth, and whose brother is retarded as the result of his own negligence. as the whole show is super shakespearean, it is super fierce.
it is the year of the memaw, as dlisted would say.
rita moreno and cloris leachman... cloris on the office was sooooooo good
svu is the low rent version, with a milder chris meloni, bd wong, rita moreno, j.k. simmons, and the list goes on
i bought the 6th season, the last season, and it is exquisite. perfect. the best show that has ever existed. and i'm just putting it out there. i love heroes best, but oz is the best.
i can't believe kirk accused ray mukada of molestation! bd wong is gay in real life, but his character on oz is like the most moral pries i've ever encountered in my life. of course he would be fictional.
also a couple of the actors have been on 30 rock, like dean winters, who was funny as shit with tina, but is great on oz, and whose mother starts music and theatre in the prison, including a production of macbeth, and whose brother is retarded as the result of his own negligence. as the whole show is super shakespearean, it is super fierce.
it is the year of the memaw, as dlisted would say.
rita moreno and cloris leachman... cloris on the office was sooooooo good
Friday, January 30, 2009
conan and cave
i turned on an old episode of conan tonight, from the day after the vp debates (how time flies) and guess who the musical guest is?
NICK CAVE AND THE BAD SEEDS!
it must be fate
NICK CAVE AND THE BAD SEEDS!
it must be fate
Thursday, January 29, 2009
things
some douchebag who created the innovative name "tobynelsonsucks" flamed me on youtube... on three separate videos. if my voice is so awful and i'm so ugly, why did they watch two more videos? and why so anonymous? i'd love to see the clips of your gorgeous self besting me in song! but for now i'll just settle for blocking.
anyway i got the last season of oz, heavenly creatures and delicatessan all on dvd for 55 dollars! barnes and noble (the one on 9, where it should be) has a sale through next week of buy two get the third free for dvds and box sets. o, and blu-ray! the indispensible blu-ray! something deep within my soul tells me that blu-ray will go the way of laserdiscs and zunes before not too long.
that's all less exciting than the fact that i went to a taping of the daily show with my neighbors. we took a train in, a beer spilled in my bag and all my money and my landlord's train pass and my phone got soaked. luckily they all ended up ok. the warmup guy was funny, and jon stewart was so good just answering questions from the audience before the taping started. there was this one guy who was like "why haven't you started shooting in hd yet? you're in 4x3." and stew responds "are you rainman?". the show was good, gwen ifill was good, i didn't get to see larry wilmore because the camera was in front of him, but it was fun. the extended conversation with stephen colbert was also really funny, and it was great to kind of be in live proximity to him. then we went drinking, and i didn't really eat and spent the whole trainride back puking. but it was worth it! and now i am SO OVER WAITING FOR SHIT OUTSIDE AND PUBLIC TRANSIT. the inaug and this wore me out, i'm not leaving poughkeepsie until i absolutely have to, and i'm staying inside. it's cold as shit! it was warmer in antarctica than it was in dc on inauguration day, a guy on npr said so! anyway i'm going to go over to the girls' house bye.
anyway i got the last season of oz, heavenly creatures and delicatessan all on dvd for 55 dollars! barnes and noble (the one on 9, where it should be) has a sale through next week of buy two get the third free for dvds and box sets. o, and blu-ray! the indispensible blu-ray! something deep within my soul tells me that blu-ray will go the way of laserdiscs and zunes before not too long.
that's all less exciting than the fact that i went to a taping of the daily show with my neighbors. we took a train in, a beer spilled in my bag and all my money and my landlord's train pass and my phone got soaked. luckily they all ended up ok. the warmup guy was funny, and jon stewart was so good just answering questions from the audience before the taping started. there was this one guy who was like "why haven't you started shooting in hd yet? you're in 4x3." and stew responds "are you rainman?". the show was good, gwen ifill was good, i didn't get to see larry wilmore because the camera was in front of him, but it was fun. the extended conversation with stephen colbert was also really funny, and it was great to kind of be in live proximity to him. then we went drinking, and i didn't really eat and spent the whole trainride back puking. but it was worth it! and now i am SO OVER WAITING FOR SHIT OUTSIDE AND PUBLIC TRANSIT. the inaug and this wore me out, i'm not leaving poughkeepsie until i absolutely have to, and i'm staying inside. it's cold as shit! it was warmer in antarctica than it was in dc on inauguration day, a guy on npr said so! anyway i'm going to go over to the girls' house bye.
Friday, January 16, 2009
mostly bitching about work
O MY GOD at least work went by fast
josephine left early so i had both rooms of tables, and i was like "at least i won't be bored, and i'll make mad tips!"
well the tips sucked and so did a lot of the patrons
like half the people brought in outside drinks, which i told them to hide and finish quickly, and inevitably they wouldn't and sofia would get pissed and go tell them off. then they would complain to me, and i'd say "well i told you." and they were like "yeah you did.". so that was less annoying and more just kind of funny
slumdog millionaire (i meant to write a post about it and religulous because i saw them the past two days. anyway it was obviously the best film of the year, it was fucking fantastic. of course the end is unrealistic, it's a story about true love triumphing over all! and of dev patel being like a perfect human being. and the bollywood dance at the end! what a spectacle. it deserved every damn award it got. and who the hell does dev patel look like??? have i just seen him on skins? no, i think he looks like someone i know, specifically his smile.) made me in the mood for indian guys (the random exception to my pale with longish brown hair rule), and then the guy who looks like mohinder suresh came in, but we didn't really talk because i was busy as shit
SHIT I FORGOT ABOUT MY DREAM! this was the dream to end all dreams... i was somewhere where people were mad at me, some kind of camp/college where i was on an adventure, and having to move, and guess who i was hooking up with?
ROBERT DOWNEY JR!
we had to hide from his wife, and i spent a good portion of the dream looking for him, but i don't care. that was the first time i've hooked up with RDJ in dreamland, so hopefully it will enter the realm of things i can make happen when i have lucid dreams (usually when i realize i'm dreaming i have sex with as many women as possible)
anyway, then at work this guy, nicely, was basically like "so! bun in the oven?" and i was like "no i'm not pregnant.". he felt bad and was very nice to me, but the damage was done (i even have lost a few pounds! jesus people are presumptuous! i would NEVER say something like that to someone unless they had a fucking basketball belly... even then i might not). i bitched about it to sofia and she was like "well i told you so put a sweater on". so that was helpful.
the rest of the time was ok until these drunk ass bitches came in, with a cup of alcohol. we made her throw it away (after finishing it obv), but man those girls were so obnoxious. i told them the kitchen was closing, did they have any last orders, and after being drunk and indecisive for like five minutes, they ordered bbq wings. they repeated like 5 times that they wanted bbq wings. BBQ!!!!!!! ok? they even tell sofia. i go back and MAKE SURE manuel (the cook, a truly solid guy, platinum) knows these are BARBECUE WINGS!
i drop off the pizza their boyfriends ordered (which later one of the guy accuses me of taking before he finished), and the less drunk girl goes "i didn't order no pizza!". i let her friends explain. i return with the other guy's pizza and the girl's BARBEQUE WINGS.
the kitchen has been closed and manuel and umberto (the dishwasher, a lazy lech) and i are cleaning up in back. i come back out front and the drunk girl is talking with sofia. "i ordered bbq wings! these are spicy!" my boss is getting pissed, all "can't you listen?" like she does any time anyone messes anything up, to me, and i say "i know it was bbq wings. i told manuel it was bbq wings" and she's like you need to explain it better to him (his first language is spanish, hers is polish. i think his english comprehension is about equal to or better than hers, he's a citizen and she's not), and i said "i know i explained it to him. i came back in to doublecheck he knew it was bbq." the drunk bitch keeps going "it ain't bbq it's spicy. taste it!" neither sofia nor i want to taste it. i go to the back, and say "manuel, remember when i said the wings should be barbeque?" and he said "yeah i made them barbeque" and i said "I KNOW!!! this bitch is just drunk and confused!". which i repeated to sofia as she entered the back room. she was good enough to handle it after that point because it was obvious that i was both pissed, and correct. drunk girl's friends all came up and were like "o well we didn't know it would be spicy. make them normal" which manuel graciously did. i went and sat behind the counter for a bit to cool down, then put some songs on the jukebox. i went over to the rude bitches' corner, and was like "how is it?" and one of the girls was like "it fucking sucks." so i just walked away. when i came back the dude said the thing about his pizza. i just left them alone after that, and i got to leave. they were still there. i fucking hate some patrons.
but the stalkery one who called me like 5 times a day didn't come, which was nice, and when i saw him at the mall (i ran out of the store, because i recognized him from behind. then i put on glasses!), i don't think he saw me.
hahahaha ok that was one long bitch session. maybe i should rename this blog "toby likes to bitch"
i wish the pulled muscle in my shoulder wouldn't hurt so much.
anyway i'm auditioning for THE SOUND OF MUSIC tomorrow, so wish me a broken leg!
and go look at my youtube shit, i have four videos up so far and maybe more by tomorrow. i'll sing my audition song for one before i leave as practice.
josephine left early so i had both rooms of tables, and i was like "at least i won't be bored, and i'll make mad tips!"
well the tips sucked and so did a lot of the patrons
like half the people brought in outside drinks, which i told them to hide and finish quickly, and inevitably they wouldn't and sofia would get pissed and go tell them off. then they would complain to me, and i'd say "well i told you." and they were like "yeah you did.". so that was less annoying and more just kind of funny
slumdog millionaire (i meant to write a post about it and religulous because i saw them the past two days. anyway it was obviously the best film of the year, it was fucking fantastic. of course the end is unrealistic, it's a story about true love triumphing over all! and of dev patel being like a perfect human being. and the bollywood dance at the end! what a spectacle. it deserved every damn award it got. and who the hell does dev patel look like??? have i just seen him on skins? no, i think he looks like someone i know, specifically his smile.) made me in the mood for indian guys (the random exception to my pale with longish brown hair rule), and then the guy who looks like mohinder suresh came in, but we didn't really talk because i was busy as shit
SHIT I FORGOT ABOUT MY DREAM! this was the dream to end all dreams... i was somewhere where people were mad at me, some kind of camp/college where i was on an adventure, and having to move, and guess who i was hooking up with?
ROBERT DOWNEY JR!
we had to hide from his wife, and i spent a good portion of the dream looking for him, but i don't care. that was the first time i've hooked up with RDJ in dreamland, so hopefully it will enter the realm of things i can make happen when i have lucid dreams (usually when i realize i'm dreaming i have sex with as many women as possible)
anyway, then at work this guy, nicely, was basically like "so! bun in the oven?" and i was like "no i'm not pregnant.". he felt bad and was very nice to me, but the damage was done (i even have lost a few pounds! jesus people are presumptuous! i would NEVER say something like that to someone unless they had a fucking basketball belly... even then i might not). i bitched about it to sofia and she was like "well i told you so put a sweater on". so that was helpful.
the rest of the time was ok until these drunk ass bitches came in, with a cup of alcohol. we made her throw it away (after finishing it obv), but man those girls were so obnoxious. i told them the kitchen was closing, did they have any last orders, and after being drunk and indecisive for like five minutes, they ordered bbq wings. they repeated like 5 times that they wanted bbq wings. BBQ!!!!!!! ok? they even tell sofia. i go back and MAKE SURE manuel (the cook, a truly solid guy, platinum) knows these are BARBECUE WINGS!
i drop off the pizza their boyfriends ordered (which later one of the guy accuses me of taking before he finished), and the less drunk girl goes "i didn't order no pizza!". i let her friends explain. i return with the other guy's pizza and the girl's BARBEQUE WINGS.
the kitchen has been closed and manuel and umberto (the dishwasher, a lazy lech) and i are cleaning up in back. i come back out front and the drunk girl is talking with sofia. "i ordered bbq wings! these are spicy!" my boss is getting pissed, all "can't you listen?" like she does any time anyone messes anything up, to me, and i say "i know it was bbq wings. i told manuel it was bbq wings" and she's like you need to explain it better to him (his first language is spanish, hers is polish. i think his english comprehension is about equal to or better than hers, he's a citizen and she's not), and i said "i know i explained it to him. i came back in to doublecheck he knew it was bbq." the drunk bitch keeps going "it ain't bbq it's spicy. taste it!" neither sofia nor i want to taste it. i go to the back, and say "manuel, remember when i said the wings should be barbeque?" and he said "yeah i made them barbeque" and i said "I KNOW!!! this bitch is just drunk and confused!". which i repeated to sofia as she entered the back room. she was good enough to handle it after that point because it was obvious that i was both pissed, and correct. drunk girl's friends all came up and were like "o well we didn't know it would be spicy. make them normal" which manuel graciously did. i went and sat behind the counter for a bit to cool down, then put some songs on the jukebox. i went over to the rude bitches' corner, and was like "how is it?" and one of the girls was like "it fucking sucks." so i just walked away. when i came back the dude said the thing about his pizza. i just left them alone after that, and i got to leave. they were still there. i fucking hate some patrons.
but the stalkery one who called me like 5 times a day didn't come, which was nice, and when i saw him at the mall (i ran out of the store, because i recognized him from behind. then i put on glasses!), i don't think he saw me.
hahahaha ok that was one long bitch session. maybe i should rename this blog "toby likes to bitch"
i wish the pulled muscle in my shoulder wouldn't hurt so much.
anyway i'm auditioning for THE SOUND OF MUSIC tomorrow, so wish me a broken leg!
and go look at my youtube shit, i have four videos up so far and maybe more by tomorrow. i'll sing my audition song for one before i leave as practice.
Thursday, January 15, 2009
well it's been a raucous couple days as i learn how to use the various video software i've been meaning to master. and i got my first "video response" acceptance! the official venus in furs video has decided that i deserve to be referenced on their page! it's probably no big deal, but i have the most epic headache of my life just now so i'm unwilling to think too hard about anything. hooray!
http://www.youtube.com/user/facewoman
http://www.youtube.com/user/facewoman
Venus in Furs
For the third installment in our singalong blog, Hiro and I take on Venus in Furs and it is FIERCE
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