Saturday, April 3, 2010

Netflix Watch Instantly for the Wii (Or, Oh Man, Doesn't FDR look HOT?)

A week ago, I received my Watch Instantly disk from Netflix for my Wii. In honor of Joe Biden, I will note that (to me), this is a big fucking deal.

And it has been the awesomeness. I've seen old PBS documentaries, today Dan watch all of Weeds Season 4 (he had Good Friday off, the jerk), and The Proposal starring famous cheated on person, Sandra Bullock. It has been good times.

Which leads to this: I didn't see the documentary on FDR, but apparently he was quite the fox when he was younger. Proof:

To which my lovely boyfriend said, "He looks like Ryan Gosling! I had no idea!"

So, like, there's this meme about Ryan Gosling and I'll give you a moment to check it out, if you haven't. Go on.


Which leads, of course, to this type of madness in my brain.

The moral of the story? I'm really enjoying Netflix Watch Instantly on the Wii. Its expanding my horizons. Before this, I thought Woodrow Wilson was the hottest president.

Thursday, April 1, 2010

Dreaming (of social media) [Isn't this the sign of addiction?]

Last night I dreamed (this is the bizarre banal boring part) that I was back in Illinois and I drove to eastern Missouri to see Okkervil River play. In a Costco.

The concert was great and afterward, in the frozen food aisle, I met Will Sheff and then he impromptu-ly sang an acoustic song. This song:

[All of that is incidental to the real part of the story I wanted to tell. Sorry for wasting your time thus far.]

So all this is great, right? I pull out my phone and tweet, "OMG Just met Will Sheff."

[If I had been my normal self, I would have tweeted something more like "Just met Will Sheff in the frozen food section of Costco. Contemplating how cheap those petit quiches are.]

Immediately I get a response, which is a video of the performance I just saw thirty seconds ago.

They say you can't read in dreams, but I've noticed more and more that I'm typing in dreams, I'm texting, I'm reading blogs. I'm - of all things facebooking.

Isn't that the sign of addiction? When you're checking your email in your dreams? Checking up on the latest in Facebook?

Or when you immediately take to twitter in dreams to brag about how awesome your life is? And wake up and realize, huh, my life is average.