Thursday, October 13, 2005

Music to drown out the pulsing beat of the impending flood...


Sit around, dream away the place I'm from
Used to feel so much, now I just feel numb
I could go out tonight, but I ain't sure what for
Call a friend or two I don't know anymore

Sit and listen to the rain
Sit and listen to the rain

Gonna ride down to the river where it runs
Gonna watch TV and pray for decent reruns
Sit around and dream away what I've become
Used to feel so much, now I just feel dumb

Sit and listen to the rain
Sit and listen to the rain

I'll never understand this emptiness
I'll never really try and understand, I guess
I'll never understand this emptiness
I'll never really try and understand,
Try and understand, I guess

Sit around, dream away the place I'm from
Used to feel so much, now I just feel dumb
Could go out tonight, but I ain't sure what for
Call a friend or two I don't know anymore

Sit and listen to the rain
Sit and listen to the rain

Wednesday, October 12, 2005

*Love ya, TWoP!*

"Suddenly we are transported into a dank-looking forest and hear a half-wit voice over, "Once upon a time there was a goddess...and a hunter. She was beautiful, and he couldn't help himself." Yes, everyone, it is Britney Spears. And this dank forest isn't just any moldy rotfest, but rather is symbolic of her vagina. And also...beautiful goddess? And the hunter is maybe K. Fed or maybe a cunning look-alike, though I can't imagine what on his schedule would prevent Cletus from being in this commercial. Britney continues to voice over, "There wasn't a single part of her he didn't want to touch." Unlike the rest of us, who couldn't imagine a single part of her we WOULD want to touch. Also, even her cheese feet? Britney throws some sort of fairy dust at him, and Cletus the Hunter, complete with bow and arrow, runs to find her, breezing past a tree trunk upon which is carved "Britney + Kevin." Gross. "But she was leaving soon," the narration continues, "on a goddess world tour." Jigga what? We get a flash of modern-day Britney in concert. An owl looks askance at the pair. "So he did something kind of crazy..." Um, left his seven-months-pregnant wife only to introduce her to the wonders of crystal meth, knock her up, and secure a future full of all the manpris money can buy? No, as it turns out he shot her with a "magic love arrow." Well, if that's what the kids are calling it these days. And they lived happily ever after. Turns out it is an ad for Fantasy, a new fragrance by Britney Spears. "Fantasy. Everybody has one." My fantasy is that the two of them go away, for real this time. " - Potes