WHUT
I haven't posted here since 2008!?!?!? Let's see what I can do about getting my Facebook feed to spit out over here....
https://www.facebook.com/dummydrome
I haven't posted here since 2008!?!?!? Let's see what I can do about getting my Facebook feed to spit out over here....
Here's what's left:
Note to self: try to raise the dead with the E-merger cart. Try loading the .save file on the cart using the Transferer and then extracting it using the E-Merger utilities.
Here I am, doing this again. This time, I'll call it a "grocery" list... what the eff is a "laundry list," anyway? You sort the dirty clothes by color and then you wash them. What need is there for a list?
These are two words that share similar definitions and similar humorous undertones and yet have completely unrelated etymology.
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This post is merely a test to see if I can really post via e-mail. And fart and spit and pee pee.
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Put in some serious time on the record. Luckily for me, not only is Eric a great friend, so is Justin.

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Stepping outside to take my Huffy for a short ride
Eric is such a good friend.
If you want to keep your readership, you have to constantly post on your blog. This is something that a few of us here at work were discussing the other day. It's true. But don't you have to have readership first? My friends and family probably read some entries here or there but then never checked back. And maybe the fact that I knew that is why I don't keep up on this blog. What's the point of talking to yourself, anyhow? Well, I guess there are some obvious answers. So I'll keep going.
Why is locking myself the my attic and singing and singing and singing not fun for me? It's fun to play guitar. It's fun to play bass. It's fun to program synths and drum machines. It's fun to mix. But I just cannot get into spending time on working on my vocals. Why?
What do I have left to do to actually finish this record that I've been taking my sweet-ass time with since 2002? Well, this:
OK, so Griz came to my rescue. His genius continues to astonish me. I was still desperately trying to finish up the lyrics to this last song and I begged Griz for his help. Man, he came though in such a big way. One line he wrote was a total homer. It was EXACTLY what I was looking for. It was like Griz crawled into my brian and pulled it right out.
The Year of the Shrimps begins NOW:
Ew! Ear licks! Gross.
I haven't been playing or even listening to music enough lately. Now that I've been getting a ride to work, the bulk of my Music Appreciation Time has been squashed. This has been very obvious in my playing as of late: it's been less than inspired and super sucky.
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It's kind of a hard listen. Just close your eyes and try not to throw up... and headphones are recommended.
I saw this license plate the other day: RCKYMTN.
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Has it occurred to you that maybe they gave that Oscar to Three-Six Mafia just so people like me can't call them pretentious, man? Sir?
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That's how it should be spelled, by the way.
How many bits do you need? 8 bits.
Remember when you were a kid and you were waiting for something to come in the mail? Like Ralphie and his goddamn secret decoder pin?

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OK, this will probably (hopefully) be my last blog entry EVER about Lindsay Lohan because quite frankly, I don't give two (2) poops about her. I've never seen any of her movies, TV shows or videos and I don't think I've ever heard an entire song, either. My only interest is (was) the fact that she's a human being in the public eye... suffering.
I just can't believe someone thought that this would be a great ad slogan:
Check the dummyMusic on the right and you will notice that the Sixes and Sevens are back, yo. I "remastered" the shit and it sounds like a brazilian times better now.
That title sounds harsh, doesn't it? Well, the goddamn VH1 Big In '05 awards was one of the biggest pieces of shit I have ever seen on TV... and I've seen some shit in my day. There was a lot on the show that really really really pissed me off, but I will not let myself get into that here. I mean, you all already know that Fallout Boy are a bunch of posers/douchebags, right? Right.
In no particular order....
Have YOU ever had a song written about you? Well, I have. It's even named after me. It's about 3 years old, but it's only recently surfaced on the internet.
I am a total sucker for 80's nostalgia. I think it's an inherent desire for people to cling onto the time period of their childhood. I read an interview with Huey Lewis a few months back... no scratch that... I was watching some Back to the Future DVD bonus footage a few months back and Huey was saying that if he could live in any time period, it would be the 50's. I'm guessing that's probably because that's the decade HE grew up in. I guess that's pretty obvious... we find comfort in returning to that world that surrounded us when we didn't have to worry about taxes or scabies and such.
Do you see a mess of "????" on my page? You Eurocentric fuck! You need to enable the Japanese characters in your browser! The aesthetics of your browsing experience will be so rich...
Hey jerks, make sure you steal as much HTML code as you can from as many people as you can. In your browser go to the "View" menu and choose "Page Source." If you're using IE, then choose "Source" from the "View" menu and then hit yourself in the head with a tack hammer because you're using IE and you are a retard. Hey hey ayee ayee.......... smoke weed everyday.
I have never considered myself a cunning linguist, however, in retrospect, I feel that throughout the course of my life I have made some very viable contributions to the English language. Of course, they have not yet been fully integrated into society, but perhaps the day will come when Webster and those goddamn bureaucrats catch on to what's really going on in the streets. They're trying... they'll get there. They mean well. "Doh" is in there, isn't it?
I think that the line, "HiI'mDaisy" from Mario Kart Double Dash for the Nintendo Gamecube is awesome. In fact, oft times I like to say "HiI'mBrady!"
And one more thing... the example DOB date in the profile editor weirds me out. It's 09/17/1976. That exactly one year before my actual birfday. Is that day special or something? The founder of Blogger's birthday?
I have a headache right now. Nothing poetic, just a headache. Part hangover, part sinus... all sucky.