May 2011
66 posts
- Sean: is there anything worse than saying something is "like jazz"
- me: whaddayamean
- Sean: It's just a thing I hear a lot
- and it's annoying
- me: i never hear it
- Sean: in this case, Stewart Lee, a stand-up I like a lot, comparing stand-up to jazz
- also I think my boo Vince Gilligan once compared doing the show to jazz
- how can everything be like jazz
- me: life is like jazz bro
- sometimes it's free
- sometimes it's experimental
- and sometimes life is just NPR
- Sean: so true
- You know what isn't like jazz, is the Fall
It’s a month-long contract position but it’s something. I’m a “photo editor”, which apparently involves looking at many photos and writing captions for said photos that will be used for a national airline’s relaunch of their vacation package website.
Basically, how many times can I write and rewrite, “Enjoy the stunning vistas of _____ while you lay back and enjoy a _____”.
I’m really excited for my resume.
And in general, too. It’s been too long since I’ve been employed and it’ll be nice to get some pocket change in the ol’ wallet.
Okay, I’m off to work on my corporate writing voice!
P.S. Gmail has a very curious definition of “Important”. The e-mail I got about this position (a friend recommended me) was not marked with the golden tag but yet, e-mails about terrible tweets, Jedward meeting Obama, and Louis CK have been marked with said tag. I guess Google actually does know my priorities in life, after all.
YES YES YES BEY!!!!!!
‘1 + 1’ songwriter The-Dream did his best Prince last album but baby boy knows he doesn’t have Bey’s fortitude. This is some side B Purple Rain shit — slightly flanged-out guitar and all — and it’s Vatican City up in this vocal booth. Dream knew what he was doing in the songwriting – the descending piano chords/notes are the selfsame [or close] as ‘Purple Rain,’ and these two knew it would cast Beyonce as Mr. Rodgers Nelson’s sole successor. Who else can do it like this? Fucking hallelujah.
Holy. Shit.
DID BEYONCE JUST RELEASE A NEW SONG THAT ENDS WITH THE GUITAR SOLO FROM BON JOVI’S BLAZE OF GLORY OR AM I IN THE MIDDLE OF AN OPIUM REVERIE OR WHAT EXACTLY IS GOING ON HERE.
Auto new Beyonce and The-Dream collab plus comparisons to Prince reblog.
I don’t want to trivialize the inhumane horrors that video gamers endured when the PlayStation Network went down. But after this afternoon, being without Twitter, I feel the discomfort and pain endemic to the current online experience has certain curious similarities.
No.
It can’t be a mere coincidence that I’m sitting beside someone wearing a Canucks tee and that this bus smells like skunky weed.