I met A genius

I met a genius on the train today about 6 years old, he sat beside me and as the train ran down along the coast we came to the ocean and then he looked at me and said, it's not pretty. Charles Bukowski

Prayers for Japan

I realized I had not yet posted about the disaster in Japan yet so I shall remedy that now. The earthquake and tsunami that hit Japan were devasting and now we are awaiting news on the status of the nuclear plant. My heart and prayers are with the people in Japan and all who have family members in Japan. I cannot imagine the heartache and turmoil they are now facing. If you would like to help (and I urge you to) this is a website where you can find great aid organizations where you can donate funds help japan. This is an alternative, any of the products you buy from this site, 100% of the proceeds go to disaster relief in Japan. Products for Japan

Thank you and God bless

Ladies and Gentlemen I give you....

So unless you live under a very heavy rock with bad reception you've have probably seen this:

Rebecca Black's friday is basically what it would it sound like if a 5-year-old Ke$ha performed a song about the calendar on a water-damaged Casio keyboard after snorting glitter glue and swallowing a vibrating ball. You know she's awful because the copious amounts of autotunage on this chick still can't fix her. This is only the tip of the iceberg, she then sings a song that's lyrical hilarity can rival any Lonely Island song. I don't know what's worse the existential question of which car seat to take or the segment in the bridge where it is very explicitly explained exactly where in the rotation of days of the week Friday falls. She is a perfect example of what is wrong with pop music today, bluntly she is an atrocity of anything good in this world. I don't want to seem extreme but she's the devil incarnate. The only good coming of this is that the general public understands just how bad she is and is not praised like other dubious pop idols. 


The most terrifying part about this ordeal is that she is not alone. There is actually a record label full of these people. Who would do the human race such a horrible disservice you ask? The answer is Ark Music Factory, a Los Angeles-based company operating as an industry hybrid of Maurice Starr and John Bennett Ramsey. Their casting calls are perfect bait for starry-eyed parents: “If you are a great singer without any material and you want to get discovered,” one reads, “then Ark Music Factory is looking for you.” The formula is simple: They’ll fly your child between the specified ages of 13-17 to Los Angeles, write her a “hit,” record it in super-compressed Autotuned production, shoot an edge detection-overlay video and BAM! Maybe your kid can notch up a couple thousand YouTube views while you watch your dreams of being a pop-star parent percolate. Yes this shit is real. 


I don't know what to say, God help us all. I'll pray for you. 

I didn't crash!

If you have visited my blog previously you may have noticed some changes. No your eyes are not playing tricks on you, I decided we're going to have some changes around here. Not really we more like me because even if there is a you(which there probably isn't) this blog is not a cheerocracy it's a cheertatorship! (10 points to anyone who gets that one). I made few small changes moving things around for esthetic reasons, by esthetic I mean moving the follow button up so maybe people will follow me. The main change I made was changing the title of the the blog. This is a line from a movie no one reading this has seen called "Oh Shucks Im Gatvol". It's a hilarious South African comedy about a team of prank pulling comedians. Long story short at one point after almost crashing a plane one of the main characters, Alf, chuckles and yells "Any landing you can walk away from is a good one!" I have been thinking about this phrase extensively for awhile and realized it's a perfect metaphor for y life, though I have been debating weather it's a metaphor at all. I shall continue regardless, In my live the metaphorical landings are very rarely smooth ones, but time and again I make it to the ground alive. After a while that's what has to matter right? Because no matter how I aim I may never have a smooth landing, but I make it out alive and that's more that I can say for a lot of people. This is then an accomplishment, and a successful one at that. This saying is a combination of two very important attitudes I cary in my life. The first is optimism, knowing me, most people would nit describe me as an optimist. I'm not an out ward optimist but in my life necessity has given me an optimistic outlook in desperate situations. Often in life all we can have is hope, luck and pixie dust. The other attitude is one described b the old adage "That which doesn't kill you makes you stronger". We often question the necessity of the terrible events that occur in our lives but we must come away from them with more strength and wisdom than when we went in. And yes I say we, you gotta learn shit too. SO for now as I learn and grow and my metaphorical plane wobbles, have faith that no matter how bad the turbulence, after I land I can get out and walk away. I just got philosophical on your ass!