My Day

Somedays you wish you had stayed in bed.

Had to take my contacts out because they were burninating my eyes. Trimmed up my haircut a bit before work, and ended up with bits of hair underneath my t-shirt somehow. I thought I had showered them all away, but nevermind this is getting a bit itchy just to remember. Went home over lunch to change shirts, shoes & take out my eyes. That turned out okay. Chris was watching The Royal Tennenbaums so I asked if he had ever read any Salinger besides Catcher. He said no, so I turned him on to Franny and Zooey which I read yearly, if not more often.

Back to work. Finally got to deposit the $100,000.00 settlement check for some clients. When I went down to their Credit Union last week, it took a half hour for them to tell me that they wouldn't be able to deposit the check then because the funds weren't available. I know that's a freaking big check, bigger than I've ever written or deposited, but come on. You work in a bank. You call up the other bank and make it work. You don't make me and ten other people wait in line while you confer with the other teller [leaving only one active teller]. You figure it out. You tell me "No." And we go on our merry way. If you think I'm passing a bad check, follow whatever procedure that is. I'm legit. I don't care.

On the lighter side, several things:
Five things that almost always make a song better

The Letter People in case you forgot. This is both old skool & new skool letter people. I couldn't remember Mr. M. I thought it was "with the mad munchies" or some shit. Turns out it was "with the munching mouth."

New webcomic worth checking out. Spells and Whistles.

Finally, Achewood rings too true today. -- Fuck 311 and their cover of Lovesong. Guess what. Your retro career just melted. Once a hit, always a hit. Your lame-ass wannabe neo-ska-punk does not scan. And thanks for shitting on all your old "fans" by claiming that you're from L.A. Guess what. Omaha has a thriving music scene and it's not you. Fucking posers. Go smoke some weed with all your frat-boy fans, and stay away. Or just die off. Whatever.

Whoa. That's not the lighter side. How about Lionhead Bunnies. via b3ta.com -- things that make you go ahh.

Comments

[Christian Thom]

Hey Ben,
I just wanted to say word on the whole "Lovesong" comment. WTF!?! I'm totally out of the loop when it comes to commercial radio and had maybe heard about this cover, but had totally spaced it off until the other night. Megan's 20-year-old sister got a call on her cell phone and the ringtone started playing "Lovesong." After she took the call, I told her I was surprised that she liked the Cure and she responding by saying, "I don't. It's 311." She then went on to tell me that she was sure that 311's version is better, even though she admitted she hadn't even heard the original. Unsurprisingly, my respect for her music taste dropped in direct proportion with my growing disdain for 311. And let me tell you, right now, that disdain has reached epic proportions.

On a side note, what's with all the Letter People sex changes? Is PBS sponsoring their surgeries? Not that there's anything wrong with that per se, but I'm wondering where in the world do doctors specialize in puppet reconstructive surgery? I'm thinking somewhere in Scandanavia.

Damn. Mr. T for Tall Teeth used to be THE MAN. Now, he's not even a man. I don't even want to see the "after" pictures. That has got to be one fugly lady, even with all the fat injections to give "her" fuller lips...

[Max]

She then went on to tell me that she was sure that 311's version is better, even though she admitted she hadn't even heard the original.

Looks like it is time for an intervention...

[ben]

Perhaps we can give this guy a call.