Bree!

To the foul human being thats broke into my car and stole half of my life belongings tonite-- I hope you catch infectious diseases and die.

Also, I'm glad you were tasteless enough to leave my vintage suede coat.

Tomorrow I'll be getting my life back in order, and protecting myself.

Wishing you the worst,
-Bree

Dear Ticketmaster,

I'm planning on going to see Her Space Holiday next week, at the Troubadour. I'm really excited about this for two reasons 1. Marc Bianchi is an inspiration 2. I haven't been to a show that I've *wanted* to go to in FOREVER. So, I head over to your site and punch in the details. Wow! $10, that's fantastic. I get two, and proceed to checkout.

Total: $37.50

WHAT?

$17.50 in service charges is completely unacceptable. I could take another person for that price! Hell, I could take another person AND afford to buy them a drink.

I don't intend to be stuck in the past, but I remember the days when service fees were like $3. I didn't like it, but hey, I could buy tickets from the comfort of my own home, before I had a car. Then they went up to $5 per ticket. By this time I was mostly working my connections to get into shows. Slave labor for tickets, you know. But now, $6.50 per ticket, $8.50 per ticket for ticketfast (which leaves me no cute little stub to put on my wall) and even more if I want the tickets in my hand before the night of the show? It can't be THAT much effort to have someone print em out and stuff 'em in an envelope.

What, exactly, am I forking over these service charges for, anyway? Your site isn't any cooler or more effective, unless you're seriously counting those cryptic warped non-words I have to type in before I'm allowed to proceed at one point. If it someone's job to produce those words, and he's the reason I'm paying crazy services charges, fire him, because "clour" is most certainly not a real word.

You're not stopping me Ticketmaster, you awful monopoly, from going to the show, but I will no longer be using your services if I can help it.

Your fiesty non-customer,
-Bree

"Samuel L Jackson is to narrate a spoof version of surprise hit documentary "March of the Penguins" entitled, what else, "Farce of the Penguins" reports Ananova.

Bob Saget is producing and lending his voice to the main character which transforms pictures of penguin survival and mating rituals into the story of one bird's search for love while on a 70-mile trek with some buddies who're obsessed with getting laid.

Jason Alexander, Whoopi Goldberg, Alyson Hannigan, Lewis Black, Mo'Nique, Tracy Morgan, James Belushi, Jason Biggs, Dane Cook, Harvey Fierstein, Gilbert Gottfried, Norm Macdonald, Carlos Mencia, Jamie Kennedy, Jon Lovitz, Adam Duritz, John Stamos and Dave Coulier also lend their voices to the film.

The project is aiming for a late Summer release by Thinkfilm."

Source

and Source.

If you don't know who I'm talking about, don't bother-- I don't want to fight you for a parking space.

But seriously, I'd only be more excited if it was Daniel Vosovic's, so I could fawn over him.

This was put up on defamer, so I'm not sure I'm prepared to fight fangirl's and boys at the ungodly hour that yard sales are often held at but STILL. The prospect is thrilling!

Source

NY is really promoting stalking. First, Gawker's up to the minute google-map enabled celeb stalker... (PS. Cuomo, he's just like me-- he eats pizza!) now Bartender stalking? I mean, seriously.

JIMMY IOVINE is a fool, I tell you, a FOOL. He thinks he can make ASHLEE SIMPSON into "the next Gwen Stefani"! Oh no he di-int.

In things that don't pertain to celebrities or stalking... I'm trying to get used to my new place. +It's warm. Yay for a contrast to the arctic environment otherwise known as Dad's house. -The effing internet always goes down. I guess they got it fixed AND secured the network, some time between 5 and 10pm last night. I came home at 11pm (after a trip to Home Depot, Target and dinner with Shehla), and was way irritated on it being down because I had an Island Conference call this morning, and I didn't have the phone number, or the code, and I needed to review my current teamers so I could give relevant, recent feedback about them. I think sometimes I should be a more calm, problem solving person, but I like... I have my plate full right now. With two island markets, buzznet, moving (and I've had to buy so much... I mean, seriously, you don't realize what you don't have until you need it... like sugar. And measuring cups. Or a can opener. Or soap!) and school. Granted, I'm STOKED Island is giving me the responsbility, I love buzznet cause time FLIES, I love we do, and I work with cool people; my room @ the new place is glorious and PRIVATE and as far as school is concerned -this just in- I GOT STRAIGHT A's this quarter!!! but... I only have certain time to do certain things. I do not have time to get sick, or get lost, or sit around and NOT be productive. At 11:30 at night, I still have a good 2 hours in me. I can't wait around to see IF things will get taken care of in the morning. Ugh, I'm such a control freak.A solid type A personality.

"If things seem under control, you are just not going fast enough." -Mario Andretti

First of all, I would like to preface this by saying if I had to chose a sense to be heightened (you know, out of the basic five, no crazy 6th thrown in there or anything) olfactory would NOT be it. You can't imagine the hell my nose goes through during these "phases" of mine-- it's so intense that sometimes I can smell dirt. I can smell whats inside of delivery trucks. I can smell food cooking in other apartments even if all my doors and windows are closed. I'm pretty sure that if I gave it a little effort, I could I.D. people by their scent. It's insane. And no, smarta$$es, I'm not pregnant.

Anyway, so we go to this thai place for lunch, and I'm stoked because the thai food we had on Friday was SO good. So I order this shrimp noodle soup thing. So the first plate of food comes, and it smells odd to me, but it goes away after a second... then out comes my soup, in a HUGE bowl, and I swear to God I thought they were bringing me catfood, cause that was the intense scent headed ny way. I thought MAYBE it was the lady who brought it out, but no. When she left, the aroma stayed. I gingerly picked up my fork and weaved a noodle around it. It tasted like cat, no joke. I can't explain it fully, because I don't understand how some scents evoke tastes, if its something I've never tasted, but they do. It was the smell that made the taste, too... when I put my face near the bowl, I totally felt like I was in an old house teeming with cats and no professional cleaning services. I tried a few more bites but I was seriously suppressing my gag reflex. SO weird. I felt so bad for wasting so much food, but it wasn't something I could control. Weird.

Also, I do believe we passed a dead body on Wilshire. Twice. The first time we just saw a stroller and a pile of what looked like dirty laundry. It had police tape all around it and Mark made a joke about a dead body, but at that point, we really didn't think one was there. I thought it was your standard abandoned baby case. But on the way BACK. we saw that the "dirty laundry" in fact, had limbs, and the officer was bending it in a way that made Mark think, "it" was dead, for sure. I, being the optimist, walk on telling myself silently that "it" was just really really drunk and passed out. But it was probably dead. Which means that was real life CSI? I hope the baby that formerly inhabited that stroller is ok.

Also, I have a huge cheeze-it twister dependency, which I only see growing since the grocery and food options in the immediate areas of new home, school and work are... limited. If only pinkdot delivered on the east side. Sigh.

"I think there's maybe too many people making music." - Morrissey

Maybe THAT'S why I get 15 band-friend-requests per day on myspace!
Psh.

Anyhow, you should go pick up some new songs at Unarocks, cause they have a new Dresden Dolls track, AND the We Are Scientists single. Yesssss.

Oh oh oh and there's an interview with Amanda Palmer (of the Dresden Dolls, for all you uninformed ones) at 411Mania. Check it out here.. She's amazing.

Kevin linked me to this on craigslist just now... hahaha...

"Date: 2006-03-16, 7:50PM PST


i saw you in my rear view mirror near state and figueroa. your eyes sent shivers down my spine.

oh wait, that was my own reflection...never mind"



Source: http://santabarbara.craigslist.org/mis/142609170.html

Red Hot Chili Peppers
Kanye West
Manu Chao
Wilco
Death Cab For Cutie
The Raconteurs
The Flaming Lips
Ween
Queens of the Stone Age
The Shins
Common
Matisyahu
Ryan Adams
Umphrey's McGee
Sonic Youth
Thievery Corporation
Sleater-Kinney
Nickel Creek
Blues Traveler
Broken Social Scene
The New Pornographers
Iron & Wine
Poi Dog Pondering
Coheed And Cambria
The Secret Machines
Eels
Panic! At the Disco
The Disco Biscuits
She Wants Revenge
The Dresden Dolls
Reverend Horton Heat
The Smoking Popes
Andrew Bird
Gnarls Barkley
Stars
Cursive
Blackalicious
Editors
Lyrics Born
Lady Sovereign
Hard-Fi
Calexico
Nada Surf
Feist
Aqualung
The Frames
The Hold Steady
The Go! Team
Mates of State
Pepper
Particle
The Redwalls
Mute Math
Wolfmother
Sparta
The Subways
Of Montreal
Blue October
Jeremy Enigk
Living Things
Sound Team
The M's
Hot Chip
The Benevento-Russo Duo
Matt Costa
The New Amsterdams
deadboy & the Elephantmen
Sybris
Anathallo
The Burden Brothers
What Made Milwaukee Famous
Manishevitz
Husky Rescue
The Towers of London
Ohmega Watts
Boy Kill Boy
Jim Noir
The Standard
Be Your Own Pet
Elvis Perkins
Trevor Hall
Midlake

August 4-6. Grant Park, Chicago.

Dude. I so want to be there. I think I'll still be in summer quarter at that time. Duuuuude.

Source: ohnotheydidnt

First of all, as much as I adore celeb gossip just as much as the next shallow person, but oh-em-gee, have you heard of Gawker.com's Stalker feature? Am I way late to this party?

Ok, in case you HAVEN'T heard (or would just like to pretend you haven't to make me feel cool) it's like, up to the minute reporting of celeb sightings WITH GOOGLE MAPS.

Exciting, because if I get a sidekick and like, abandon all my responsibilities and up and move to Manhattan, and like, hang out in those numbered streets, I too, can intercept fate and spill my coffee on some hot young celeb, and get him to take off his shirt...

Except Brandon Flowers is married, and I don't think he hangs in NY.
And he's my only celebrity crush.
Sigh.

Terrifying because I, as a common unfamous socal kid, don't really like people (aside from the bf) knowing where I am. I would freak out if all the people I know started showing up everywhere I go, nevermind stalkers (I've had some, er, friends who exhibited such behavior) or people I DONT know that KNOW me. Creepy as f*ck, I tell ya. The must be used to it on some level, but what a total invasion of privacy.

I mean, it's only Manhattan right now...but how long 'til the google-map-stalking phenomena spreads? Can it? Will it?

Anyway, without further ado, The Gawker Stalker.

What do YOU think?

Happy Birthday Mark Hoppus! I swore I heard a blink song... or someone from blink's song (what's going on with +44?) on KROQ last night. Anyway, "that old scoundrel"  as he seems to ache to be called, has a blog: http://www.justforthefofit.com/himynameismark/ ... yes, because I need more distractions in my e-life, and I will never grow out of blink182.

Oh, and I wanted to tell you that OVER IT is on tour with Yellowcard And Mae. I hope I get a chance to go to one (or, you know, three) of those shows. It's the Virgin Mega Store College Tour, check out the dates OI is hopping on.

Posted by Jorge:

The rumors are true. Damian J. Kulash was arrested last night.

Here's the full story:

The J Stands For Jailbird

Late last night, while standing in front of the Orlando House of Blues, Damian Kulash was arrested and charged with "intent to take pictures and talk to fans." Also, there was a little matter of resisting arrest, which is the official charge.

The unofficial charge is "giving the wrong answer when a police officer asks you 'what part of move don't you understand?'" For those of you planning travel in the Orlando area, the correct response is not "I understood what you said; I just didn't do it." Damian didn't know that, so he was immediately handcuffed and taken inside the venue to chants of "Let him go!" (Had I been there the chants would have been "Jorge, NO!!! It's not worth it!" 'cause you know I got my boy's back.)

A bunch more cops were quickly summoned to help with all the standing around and not doing much, and eventually Damian, still handcuffed, was shoved into the back of a squad car and taken "downtown," a ride that became more fun when the SUV full of girls pulled up next to the cop car waving FREE DAMIAN signs. Damian thanks you, ladies.

Upon arrival, our hero was mugshotted, fingerprinted and thrown into a cell with a bunch of people who didn't want to sign the OK Go email list. Damian was locked up for about nine hours, during which time he ate corn flakes and made friends with a couple of guys, one of whom had rescued his longtime girlfriend from a crack den earlier that day, only to have her sic the cops on him when he came by her apartment to make sure she was doing okay. To that guy, I say: Dude--she just doesn't love you.

Damian was released this morning, and promises he'll be in fine fettle for Tuesday's show in Jacksonville. Until then, he'd like to address two rumors that have sprung up on the Internet in the last 24 hours: No, he wasn't drunk; and Yes, he did get the arresting officer to watch the "A Million Ways" video on the on-board computer. If that's not awesome, awesome doesn't exist.
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I love how Jorge writes! But poor Damian. At least he made the most of it ;)


mugshot! (courtesy http://blog.myspace.com/okgo)

-I started Buzznet today! I guess I don't have to explain it to you, cause you're HERE already, eh? Anyway, it's going to be rad, and I hope I can bring a lot of my friends here...

-I'm still intrigued by my face being on the channel 4 myspace investigation. Someone needs to 'fess up to being the Friend On TV before I do a mass deletion my friends list. Kidding, kidding. I hate "cut threats." PS. Tom is hating, I've posted 3 bulletins on myspace today and not one showed up. Whatever, I don't need your bulletins, Tom.

-I got tooth pulled this weekend-- a wisdom tooth to be exact-- and I still have those nifty eventually-dissolving stitches in my gums. It's kind of unpleasant but I've heard SO MANY horror stories about wisdom teeth extractions, so it seems like I got off easy.

-I'm moving. I'm way sad to be parting ways with OC,  but commuting blows. I'm moving into a room in a remodeled house by my school. I'm so excited to go to IKEA you don't even know. It's a small room, but even the prospect of purchasing hangers and having a place to HANG MY CLOTHES is exclamation-worthy (!!!!!)

-Oh. And I have four finals this week. I have to tie up a 30 page paper tonight, and study for my bio final. I have two more finals on Thursday, four chapters to read and a 8 page paper to write. I have A's right now I believe, so I can't slack if I want a 4.0 this quarter. One teacher always gives me a B and ruins it, though.

-I took over the LA Market for Island, so now I have two (OC as well) street teams to run (and build)...actually three, because I'm going to be helping buzznet build one.

Everything is crazy, and I have a million things going on, but the strange thing is I do 100x better when I get to multitask than I do when I have like, one thing to focus on.

But I definitely need a new mixtape for the next couple weeks. Ill post my current one in the next couple days. Suggestions?

Aight I'm out for now.