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Jeebus -- I must be a tard.

How is it that, until today, I had never heard "My United States of Whatever" by Liam Lynch? I mean, I used to watch "Sifl & Ollie" all the time. Never heard the song.

Know what's wierd? Following "My United States of Whatever" with "Fuck Tha Police" by NWA.

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So, I'm a big fan of the new "List Show" genre of television. "101 Greatest Breakups", "Best Hollywood Feuds", all that crap. Naturally, I've been watching "I Love The '80s Strikes Back". (VH1 has the best List Shows, but I'm completely baffled by their new iconography. I like their new color palatte, however.)

Some things I've learned by watching VH1 List Shows:

1) Hal Sparks and Michael Ian Black are fucking funny. I mean, I knew that before, but, damn.
2) Rachel Harris is also funny. And hot. Like coffee.
3) My Dad's gaydar is broken.
4) There is a whole lot of pop culture that I missed out on.

To expand on item the third, I present:

A Very Special, Very Short One-Act Play.

Dramatis Personae:
"I Love The '70s", a programme on the VH1 telly channel
Dad, a dad.
Grant, a dude.
Virgina, a sista.

*Open on the telly showing "I Love The '70s". Dee Snyder, former lead singer of Twisted Sister, is on the screen.*
Dad: Who's that, apart from some gay guy on TV?
Grant and Virgina: WTF?

FIN!

This led to some hilarious Dad Impersonations by Virginia and myself.

To expand on that last item, I present the TV movie "The Day After", which apparently was a) about the day after the lousy Ruskies nuked Kansas, and b) was terrible. It seems that many, many people saw that movie. Not me. Or, the miniseries "V". I remember that it scared the hell out of me, and I didn't want to watch that. Seeing clips now, it looks pretty dumb. I've also never seen The Wall. Of course, the fact that I can't stand Pink Floyd may have something to do with that.

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I'd like to go on record as saying that I am a fan of fall. But, I feel that fall should feel like fall, not like early summer.
posted by RawkStah at 9:54 AM