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There are very few qualities about myself that I find interesting. Like at all. I find most of my life to be mind-numbingly boring. Mostly because I've lived it. I guess. Or something. Anyhoo, one of the few things that I do find interesting or "cool" about me is my memory. Like I pretty much actually remember everything that has happened to me while sober. Ok, not totally everything. But at least a good 70%. My sister seems to think that I have an Eidetic memory. Which I don't totally believe. But, hey, anything that compares me favorably with Matthew Gray Gubler I'll take.

Anyhoo, this may seem like a great thing. And for the most part, it is. It helps me at work. It helped me even more when I was in sales. Hell, it helps in remembering random stuff, like Wonderbear3000's love for Toto's "Africa". But for the most part, it's a burden.

For example. Let's say I was dating someone. You know, ever^sd. And I forget something. Like the anniversary of our first kiss. Or the first time we made out. Or something random like that. I'd get grief for it. And deservedly so. I'm the one running around telling random people I remember everything.

That's a kinda hypothetical stretch though. That would never happen.

Ok. Let's try this. What if your cousin, who was also one of your best friends died? Like unexpectedly? I mean, sure, most people would remember that. Maybe even most of them would remember the exact date. Or how they heard. Or where they were.

Me on the other hand, I remember all of that. I remember vividly. And I remember it every year on the day it happened as if it was happening all over again. August 20th, by far, is the worst day in my life. Well, it used to be at least. But I'll get back to that last point.

I didn't go to Ron's funeral. I was at school, it started like 3 days later^sd2. And I wasn't coming home for it. Because I prefer remember people like the last time I saw them. And if I went to the funeral, the last time I would've saw him would've been dead. And I don't want to remember him like that.

What I do remember most about Ron, if I had to pick out one specific time. One specific moment is listening to this song with him for like the first, or maybe 50th time. I don't know. I do remember that I just got back from a program at Kenyon like two weeks before, I had to actually go to school at Kenyon like 5 weeks later, and we were just hanging out, driving around the streets of Cleveland. We were listening to "We Are the Streets" and we were stopped outside some random friend of his', and this song came on. It was lightly raining, and for some reason, we started dancing. I remember for some reason someone brought up the line about the Air Force Ones with yellow checks.

It was a great day. Restropectively, one of the best times we spent together, actually.

Anyhoo, "Fuck You" by The LOX has, subsequently, become one of my favorite songs ever. Like to the point in which if I ever run for election, I want it to play when I win. Hell, the term "Fuck you" is probably my favorite thing to say ever. And I'm not sure if the two are connected.

But back to what I was saying earlier. I know that for a while this day and subject, and other days and subjects were days and subjects that I was horrible about. Like overly emotional and otherwise intolerable. But you see, today, 9 years later, I did a wonderfully good and probably stupid thing. And because of this a) I learned that on some things I just need to move on. and b) that I will not have any opportunity to have any fun ever outside of State games besides this blog.

I know I haven't been writing, or doing much of anything w/r/t cofabg, OMWD, "2160 Fulton" and "Attack of the Moving Bush". It seems as though I've been on a little break. Worrying about, you know, my personal life. Whether or not i should look for a new job. Breaks are good. It's not a bad idea to take a break every now and then. I mean, this isn't the easiest thing to do. Write something. Put some thing of yourself into something so public, so all can see. But it's probably something I need to do more often.

So I'm telling you like this. Break's over. I start getting more awesome on Monday. Or thereabouts.

Also: sorry about the youtube. Hopefully, I'll fix the grooveshark thing, and change this later.

Also: there might be some profanity in these lyrics. Just sayin'

Fuck You
The LOX
We are the Streets

Sometimes you get the bear and sometime the bear gets you.

Ok, I have no idea what that means. But sometimes, so-ometimes you find the YouTube of the week by accident. You are just reading along and it hits you. You see, this week (if I get this post up first), the YouTube of the Week is about hope. And triumph. And the perseverance of the human spirit. Or, its a trailer from an awesome documentary, you decide.

You see American Movie could probably be made about me. In like 5 years. This is mostly because one of my life goals is to have a documentary made about me. Because my life is awesome. But the difference between myself and Mark Borchardt is that I have many obsessions. I mean I have Ohio State Football^sd, I have cofabg, I have the Republic of Nortonia. Borchardt has a singular focus. Coven. Coven is the thing that consumes his life. I mean, I could go on about what American Movie means to me and the American dream and all of that. But I advise you go watch it. Its free on YouTube until the end of the month. Also, it is Rated R, so you need to have a Google or YouTube account to view it. But I know that Bizzo and Dutch have both of them.

Raised Glass to the Mental Floss Blog, one of my favorite blogs on the tubes.

In what has become a yearly tradition^sd over here at cofabg, I bring you the song "America, Fuck Yeah" from Team America.

You keep being shiny America.

This is going to make the "Hot Coffee" minigame even better

via kottke, two women play Bach's Toccata and Fugue in D minor on FAO Schwarz's piano. Sorta like Big, but more awesome.

Well, at least to me. Because I'm a dork, mostly.

Of note, I'm extremely happy with this title.

I financed a Subaru this month. Because we here at COFABG love to stay topical.

So now this is happening.

I will quiz the Claut on this by New Years.

Your daily dose of What The Hell Is Wrong With People.

Seriously. Starts all cute, but wait to the end.

When ditriech dies, I'm totally doing that to him. Let's go to the park! No, it won't creep anybody out! Look, we'll put him on rollerblades! It's totally normal for a guy to pull around a stuff black man wearing a Michigan jersey on rollerblades on the National Mall...

Due to the overwhelming number of questions I got about the flash movie that the picture of me is taken from^sd1, and the fact that no one is sure when Bizzo will be able to post again^sd2, I’ve taken the liberty of sharing said flash movie with y'all. Hope you enjoy it.

Of note, there is sound in this film. It's the sound that AIM (used to?) make when people im each other. But that's it.

Fine. So it isn’t a YouTube.

Here watch this.

It’s apparently Beirut, Final Fantasy, about half of Arcade Fire and other musicians playing “The Gulag Orkestar^sd3” As I watched this, I realized that a) I’m completely upset that I missed this, b) Beirut completely pwns,^sd4 and  c) I can never go to a Beirut concert. Like ever. Because there would be way too many people there that I want to cut.

Like you have no earthly idea.

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sd1: read: none

sd2: also a lie. I just really wanted to post these two things. Observe: (01:39:21) Bizzo: Speaking of
(01:39:24) Bizzo: Entries coming
(01:39:31) Bizzo: Just finished moving in today

sd3: Remember, it was a recent sotw.

sd4: Dig that Oxford Comma

[Ed Note: This was actually written (not very well) during the primaries, but it still applies. And sorta ties into my next Rocks Post. So that part makes me happy.]

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I'll be the first to say it, I'm not a very good writer. Like at all. But sometimes, you get something and you let it write itself.

I watch this and wonder if the best thing is to honestly let everything play itself out. Mostly because Aaron Sorkin TWW writers are smarter than I ever will be [And also because we should. Let it play out. This is the fun, dammit]. Also because for some weird, fucked up reason this campaign season has taken the exact same path as seasons 6 and 7, which is something that I have been talking about with the Dutchman way before I started reading the political blogs that I do now. But the real reason why I watch this and wonder, is that, as a Democrat (and let's face it TWW was what the Democratic party should be at its best for the most part) how can I not embrace the candidate that reminds me most of what I believe it.

Of course, this post in and of itself requires a longer, more in depth post about why I support Rocks. It's coming. As are many more posts about Rocks. Just need to take care of my life, and my hopes before I can get to the country's and this blog's.

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Or something. I just wanted to sound semi-poetic there. I failed. I know. Let's move on.

(Raised Glasses to: Sully, Our very own DFG, and Eyecube)