Magic Jewball

If you’re like me, whether or not you celebrate Valentine’s Day, you desperately need a break from all the surrounding pinkness and “every kiss begins with Kay” atmosphere. So let’s go with a break-up song. I find it hard to believe that in the prime of his life anyone ever dumped Simon LeBon but this little ditty seems to provide evidence to the contrary. I seem to recall (please God, don’t make me try to research this amongst 5 million Durannie sites) that he wrote this as a teenager and the lyrics do seem to hold a certain teen view of what it might be like to run into the previous object of your affection.

Where are you now? Cause I don’t want to meet you
I think I’d die
I think I’d laugh at you
I know I’d cry
What am I suppose to do? Follow you?

… as well as the obligatory, “I was never really into you anyway” line:

It’s not as though, as though you really mattered

But even without the blunt “oh my God, everything reminds me of you and how will I ever recover” lyrics there’s the charging melody line which begins with the opening electro riff and just speeds urgently ahead line by line. Gosh, I do hope Simon walked out into the sun and found his new day.

Duran Duran – Careless Memories

…the use of this phrase to describe something involving a woman who drove 900 miles wearing diapers. Now that my energy is turned away from Lost (I’m too slow to get it unless I focus every iota of my being upon it, and even then I can’t totally follow what’s going on), I can fully express my outrage. Shame on you, news media, shame on you!

Listening to the song is helping, though. A little.

New Order – Bizarre Love Triangle

Ban Proposed On Walking While Talking, Listening To iPod

I think this is my favorite quote: “While people are tuning into their iPods and cell phones, they’re tuning out the world around them,” Sen. Carl Kruger said.

Um, yes, that is the point. Who wouldn’t rather be hit by a car than deal with the world in which we live and specifically the other people who inhabit it? And while we’re talking about civil disobedience, I’d also like to say that I don’t turn off my iPod when the plane takes off and lands. I simply put it under my blanket or whatever and pretend I’m listening to the onboard programming. And I haven’t crashed yet!

But seriously, is there a point to this? Will anyone actually obey it? I mean, jaywalking’s illegal here too and that hasn’t worked out too well, has it? Maybe the point is that I’d never actually heard of State Senator Carl Kruger before this. Hmmmm. But if he decides to ban talking and chewing gum in an obnoxious fashion at the same time, well, I’ll post about him more often for sure.

The Damned – Politics

I’ve been a bit under the weather, that is, drugged and clutching a box of Puffs Plus, and there aren’t really a lot of posts in that. And sadly, the new WordPress upgrade doesn’t have the capability of actually writing the posts but I’m hoping for that in the next version. So until then, I’m just going to have to join the mainstream and rate Super Bowl commercials, especially since I’m pharmaceutically enhanced and so not thinking all that clearly (yes, yes, it’s nothing new). In between one or another team winning or losing (my ReplayTV can filter out all that football stuff), I did really like a few of them.

I don’t know if this happened last year but the commercials are all up “officially” on YouTube, and um, the names they were given by their corporate originators were a bit different than what I might have chosen. I mean, the one called “E*Trade Super Bowl Ad” just makes me feel like the folks at E*Trade ran out of inspiration after concocting the actual commercial (which I thought was tasteless anyway). And I doubt anyone is going to search for the lions trying to pronounce carne using the search terms “New Steak Grilled Taquitos.”

But the worst title was actually to my favorite commercial, “GM — WE’RE OBSESSED WITH QUALITY.” I think the all caps and the double dash add an especially lovely touch. Of course, I like to call this one, “Suicide Robot Accompanied By Eric Carmen.” Catchy, right?