I would have been a good candidate for that old VH1 show where they tape you singing in your car

On my way to work this morning, I was pleased to hear that CD101 was playing "Black Parade" by My Chemical Romance. It's sunny and crisp here in good ol' Columbus, Ohio, and since the weather was so nice during the drive, I wasn't miserable or groggy heading to work. So, I sang the lyrics with deafening volume, and probably added a little choreography consisting of fist clenches... let's be honest. CD101 wasn't going to keep on rocking me through my commute, since they went ahead and played every bar band's go-to song "Santeria" by Sublime. (Can't you give me Garden Grove or April 29, 1992 instead?) I scanned the stations for something, and I caught the tail end of "Rubberband Man" before a commercial break. For some reason, I cannot pull into my parking lot without listening to music, or I feel like my day is started all wrong. (OCD?) And I will never, ever listen to any of the mind numbing morning DJ chatter, because I usually end up screaming at my dashboard because of their rambling nonsense. There's nothing crazier than a woman driving down the road, yelling "I will murder you" at her console. It's just not right.

Anyway, all my programmed stations decided to take breaks at the same time, and I was forced to scan my second rate choices. I tuned into Sunny 95 (lite rock) and found they were playing "As Long as you Love Me" by The Backstreet Boys, and before I knew it, I was singing along with Howie, Nick, Kevin, AJ, and Brian with all that I had to give. Hitting all the correct notes. And lyrics. After the song finished, I had realized what just went on, and quickly changed the station to get that taste out of my mouth. CD101 and I had come to our senses and we were back playing and listening to a little Modest Mouse "Missed the Boat" as I pulled into my parking space.

All is well with the world.

Slaminky Malargy to you and yours...

Now Playing: "Bohemian Rhapsody" Flaming Lips version

Book Quiz

You're Loosely Based!

by Storey Clayton

While most people haven't heard of you, you're a really good and
interesting person. Rather clever and witty, you crack a lot of jokes about the world
around you. You do have a serious side, however, where your interest covers the homeless
and the inequalities of society. You're good at bringing people together, but they keep
asking you what your name means.


Take the Book Quiz
at the Blue Pyramid.

I found this to be pretty true to myself. I have never heard of this book, but now I'm intrigued.

I said I was going to post more often, and this is kind of phoning it in, don't you think? But as you know, I don't have a functioning computer at home, and I am TRYING to be somewhat productive at work today. So there.

Slaminky Malargy to you and yours...

"Adam's Song" by Blink 182

I'm full of shit

So I said I was going to post more, and I went home last night and I turned my computer on, and then all of the sudden it turned off. And stayed off. It wouldn't turn on for the rest of the night.

So now it's Friday at 5 (I got here late today. That's why I am still here at work) and I won't have internet capabilities for the entire weekend. Therefore my promises of updating more have been thwarted. That is, unless I get my lazy ass off that couch and go to a library or my parents house or ask my roommate to borrow his computer. All of those things seem really strenuous, so I'll probably just post again on Monday. Sorry I lied to you, internet.

But on a happy note: I am getting a dog! I don't know what kind, and I am fairly certain I'll get him next week when my parents get back from Florida. (Dad said he would buy me one when I moved out, and I want them to help me pick it out.) I can't wait. I have a plethera of names picked out: Chubbs, Edward Bacon Farnsworth III, Chops, Hank, Frankin Aloicious Vandecourt Esq. (I want a boy dog.)

I will post photos as soon as I get him.

Slaminky Malargy to you and yours...

Now Playing: "Love of my Life" by Santana

I'm as offensive as The Goonies

The Goonies is the first movie I could think of that was rated PG. I saw this rating "thing" on Tracie's blog and decided to see how racy they thought good, old Slaminky Malargy was. Not very, as it turns out.

This rating was determined based on the presence of the following words:

death (2x) bitch (1x)

I find it very hard to believe that I only used the word "bitch" once in all of my posts. That just can't be right. I thought I would have dropped a "fuck" here or there, and I know I've used "dick" or some synonym. You would think the multiple tales of me falling down drunk would send up a red flag unsuitable for the kiddies. No? School age drinking is not only acceptable, but encouraged? What happened to D.A.R.E.? Anyway, I have decided on updating more. I know I always say that, but I kind of mean it this time. Anyone care? Anyone out there? No? All right then!

Slaminky Malargy to you and yours...

Now Playing: "Leslie Anne Levine" by The Decemberists