4, 3, 2, 1 or Why Some Bands Just... Shouldn't

I never said I would stop. Okay, I said I would stop once, but I didn't mean it.

I keep seeing this commercial:


And then the song gets stuck in my head. I want it. And the real version. The Peter Schilling 1980's version, not this crappy one. I have not been able to find it anywhere. Apparently it's not sold anywhere anymore? Which is lame. First one to get me a copy that's burnable/syncable to my mp3 player wins.... um.... my friendship and a cookie?

i'm gonna live forever. I'm gonna learn how to fly.

So apparently according to a little online test i found, I'm going to live until the ripe old age of 81. And if I could get my hiney to the gym, I could add like 6 or 7 years to that. It's all due to my devout mormon lifestyle, I think. I don't drink, I don't smoke, what do I do?

I do not wear my shirt quite so stylishly, either.

*Note: Maybe it's that my standards are high for dancing, or maybe it's that choreography has become more important to current bands, but does this not seem like the silliest performance ever? The "vogue" girls drive me crazy. K could tell you what dance they could be doing to that music. It's so danceable and they all just sit there and pose. I got news for you, buddy. You do not look cool.

Pop Goes Your Internal Music Player

If I have it stuck in my head, you should have it stuck in your head.



You are Gold and Silver.