meet phil:
musician
beard owner
dance party enthusiast
advertising dude
amateur dj
blogger
civil war history buff
future internet celebrity
you know, at first when i saw this sign, i felt totally “inconvienced”.
but, after thinking about it for a moment, and coming to the conclusion that NO ONE should ever be ordering shrimp ANYTHING from a taco bell, i decided that it was all okay.
perhaps, taco bell should consider being permanently out of shrimp.. you know, like before.
and just in case you thought i was joking below…
yikes.
i saw limp bizkit probably four times. you can’t get those nights back later in life. that’s permanent.
deftones - rocket skates
it’s time, blogreaders.
it’s time for me to come clean about something that i haven’t been very forthcoming about. i have a dark past… a dark past that involves… nu-metal.
yes, friends. while you were already listening to cool music in 1997-1999, i was lost in a hopeless world of really bad aggro music. i was in high school. i didn’t know any better.
you see, i hadn’t quite figured out what hardcore was. perhaps if i’d been exposed to it at an earlier age, i might have avoided this altogether, but the truth is - i liked a lot of really shitty bands. we’re talking about limp bizkit, korn, sevendust, incubus, etc. the list goes on. it’s bad.
i’m not proud of it. but hey, i obviously grew out of it. thank god.
however, there’s two bands that i was way into during that time that have always stuck with me long after i stopped listening to anything with a “nu-” in front of it. i think it’s because those bands are good enough to transcend the genre they existed in. those bands are deftones and system of a down. deftones because they always sounded ahead of their time and system of a down because they were always doing something interesting (albeit a little weird) musically.
now, deftones were making music way before the term nu-metal even existed, so their credibility sort of goes without saying. they have a huge following among that crowd, but i bet you’d find a lot of people who listen to indie music admitting their love for this band.
anyway, they released a new video today and it’s pretty damn good. they easily have found a way to sound current in 2010 and stay true to their sound at the same time.
so anyway, i thought i’d take the opportunity to geek out about the video and the band, while fessing up to my dark nu-metal past.
i hope you can forgive me, and through the forgiveness process, learn to love me and deftones.
Anonymous asked: Who was the Chosen One, Anakin or Luke? I'm currently in an argument with a friend about it, and we need a third party.
The Chosen One was Lando Calrissian.
I can’t believe this is even up for debate.. just LOOK at him:
Anonymous asked: What is your guilty pleasure?
This one’s been accumulating dust in the queue!
Basically, I try to generally avoid the term “guilty pleasure” whenever possible.
I’m a big believer that if you’re into something, you’re into it.. and you shouldn’t be made to feel bad by others because of it. I feel like “guilty pleasures” is something that is rampant in “hipster” culture. We like our counter culture-approved music, clothes, shows, and movies.. and what doesn’t fit into that mold is reluctantly admitted to as a guilty pleasure.
I like Taylor Swift. No guilt about it. I also listen to Paramore unabashedly. I don’t mind if someone thinks lesser of me for any of those things.
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CAT NAP!
Travel forward in time to 5:00pm on a Friday, thereby eliminating the agonizing wait for the weekend.
[Present Phil looks agonizingly at his computer screen, reading 9:41am, knowing that the day is going to crawl by. He anxiously fires up his time machine, setting it for 5:00pm on the same day. A bright flash of light envelopes everything. Present Phil arrives at 5:00pm to find a future version of himself at his desk.]
FUTURE PHIL: Fuck, Phil! You scared the shit out of me!
PRESENT PHIL: Uhh wait… what? What the hell are you doing here? I fast forwarded to the future. Shouldn’t it just be me here?
FUTURE PHIL: Well, that’s because you’re an idiot and didn’t think through time travel.
PRESENT PHIL: Ahh shit…
FUTURE PHIL: Yep. When I tried this 8 hours ago, the same damn thing happened to me. You get to the future, find your future self (aka me) sitting here and then realize that another version of you is already in the future and you can’t just fast forward to the good parts. I’m here already living the good parts. And there’s no room for two of us, pal. Do you even realize how much work you skipped today? You gotta go back, dude.
PRESENT PHIL: Oh. This totally fucking sucks. So there’s really no way around this, is there?
FUTURE PHIL: Nope. Get back to the present, dude.
PRESENT PHIL: So I guess in 8 hours, I’ll bump into my past self and be an asshole to him when he time travels to 5:00pm.
FUTURE PHIL: HA! Yeah, I’ve actually been looking forward to this all day. Now, if you don’t mind, I’m about to get out of here and start boozing it up for happy hour.
PRESENT PHIL: Shit. Well, alright. Have fun, I guess.
FUTURE PHIL: Hang in there, bud.
[bright flash of light]
in june, lauren and i are planning to head off to the smoky mountains in north carolina for a few days.
the plans are still up in the air, but there’s going to be a) hiking b) waterfalls c) campfires and d) whitewater rafting.
but more importantly, i’m going to spend several hours sitting right here on this porch with a good book and a cold beer. make that a few cold beers.
who needs a beach when you can have a view like this?
- File under Things That Make Me Weak At The Knees
Meet my roommate Bill. It’s not totally obvious from this photo, but Bill is known for his auburn beard. Ladies, start your swooning:
my friend steve sent me this. i’m dying.
can you impeach a congressman? what is our course of action here to throw this jackass out of office?
this is fucking BULLSHIT y’all.
ronald reagan is NO ulysses s. grant.
Travel back in time exactly five minutes to warn yourself not to put that much sriracha sauce on the brunswick stew.
[Present Phil busies himself in the kitchen and pulls delicious brunswick stew out of the microwave. Suddenly a bright flash fills the room.]
FUTURE PHIL: Phil! NO! Wait! STOP!!
PRESENT PHIL: Whoa! HOLY SHIT! PHIL! Jesus Christ, you scared me.
FUTURE PHIL: I came from the future. You have to stop.
PRESENT PHIL: Stop… what?
FUTURE PHIL: That sriracha hot sauce bottle behind you. You were about to put an obscene amount of sriracha on your brunswick stew.
PRESENT PHIL: Oh.
FUTURE PHIL: Spicy foods are okay, but look man.. my mouth is still burning. It was WAY TOO MUCH SRIRACHA.
PRESENT PHIL: Wait.. you said you’re from the future.
FUTURE PHIL: Well, yeah.. technically. About five minutes in the future. In fact, you should really fire up the time machine now so you can warn the next Phil while you eat your brunswick stew.
PRESENT PHIL: …. was this really necessary? I think you just got a little over-excited about using the time machine.
FUTURE PHIL: …. Sorry. You’re right. I’ll just.. uh.. go back now.
[Bright flash of light. End scene.]
GPOYW Best Friends Edition
For those of you who are sick to death of kitten posts and kitten references, I’m really sorry. I’m trying to stop. I really am. I just can’t help it.
For those who love the kitten posts, well… this is your month!
