NEWS. I ... wait for it ... wrote a song. I am so happy I am broadcasting it all over the world, there will be billboards on the nearest highway to you very soon, BBC news, the whole deal. It happened. Osama is small news in comparison. Partly because whenever anyone mentions his name, all I can hear in my head is the song at the very end of this amusing video. Obama, Obama, is gonna get Osama (HEY!)...
Now I hate to be one of those people who hint at secrets but never tell them, but the hearing of my song must be prolonged a tad. Mostly because my musical other half (Rob) has gone AWOL and is sitting somewhere in the wilderness without technology and being generally unreachable, so he has no idea about my mammoth achievement. So when he hears it (maybe years from now) we will work on something to do with it, or scrap it completely, making this post mostly pointless. You're welcome.
IN OTHER NEWS, I saw a movie which I really enjoyed. Oh yes, another one of these. You must think that I really don't do anything but watch movies, but I'm not that pro. That's why, when I see something really obvious that the rest of the world has already seen, talked about and got over, the world stops for me. And I blog about it. And you all yawn and/or virtually ruffle my hair affectionately. So this is another one of those moments.
But first, two things are bothering me. Firstly, about the first line of this post, where I said I didn't care. I'm sorry, that was rude. I do care. I love you.
Secondly, is me singing a song about Osama disrespectful? Unsure... maybe I should state my mind to clear things up. Of course terrorism is appalling and must be stopped, 9/11 was an abomination and should never be repeated and I suppose the person behind it coming to death (justice?) is a good thing... maybe. Of course I feel empathetic towards the horrible pain of those who lost their loved ones in terrorist attacks, but I'm uneasy because I dislike anyone dictating who should have the right to live or not. Because that's where things like terrorism and homicides and genocides come from, so I figure it's hypocritical to kill someone for supposedly the worst crime they could have committed - killing someone or ones. Not sure how this fun and lighthearted post turned this dark, but I suppose it's all everyone can talk about so it's bound to happen. Anyway, conclusively, think of me as anti-war, anti-death in any capacity.
THERE. Conscience clear(er). Let's return to the movie, because I'm trashy like that.
It was Scott Pilgrim vs. The World, which I watched kind of for want of something better to do. And to my complete surprise, loved it! As someone who has never owned or had particular passion for gameboys, playstation, xbox, wii, etc (yes, I know, shock horror) and someone who, when handed a controller of any variety, just stabs random buttons and prays not to die, I didn't think the video game vibe would be my thang. But no, the coolness of the effects and the funny phrases and hilarious characters - Michael Cera is more than just a characterless blob in this movie!! (cough cough Juno cough cough) - really got to me. And the punk soundtrack - love love love love.
Favourite song:
Favourite character: WALLACE.
I seem to have developed a habit of falling in love with the hilarious supporting characters. OH WALLACE.
Damn, I have to go make curry. Unusual parting comment, I know. Unfortunately my passion for cooking only extends to things that have about 5 cups of sugar in them, so this is not buttering my muffin.
Remember to love and worship me, also to visit my tumblr because it is a perfect time waster and mildly amusing.
Pip pip (in honour of the Royal Wedding, which I watched some of, because I thought I should. Yes, she looked beautiful; yes, he is balding; yes, the kiss was lame; now calm yo tits, everyone.)
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