More Things I Hate

After I wrote about the things I hate, I realized I hated even more things than I wrote about. So, apparently I am the Grinch. 

And people think I am a monster, my heart's an empty hole, my brain is full of spiders, I've got garlic in my soul and people wouldn't touch me with a thirty-nine-and-a-half-foot pole!

More Things I Hate

• I hate when I have to text too much. Meaning, I hate when I hate having to type the intro to the Bible to a person. 
• I hate when T.V. stations play re-runs of shows out of sequence. Perfect example, That 70's Show on both ABC Family and MTV. I hate when they jump from the first season to the fifth in the next episode. Tisk Tisk.
• I hate people who take and or use the word "bro" too often or too seriously.
• I normally hate change. Not money change, I actually like that. But, going from one point in life to another. It depends on the circumstances though.
• I hate when bands charge too much for concert tickets. 99 smack-a-roo's for a concert at Pine Knob? Ridiculous. 45 for lawn seats? I will just listen to your compact discs for free.
• I hate when people ask if this seat is taken, when there is clearly some type of coat and or object on said chair to denote its occupancy. Either that or the invisible man is sitting there.
• I hate people who say rock, paper, scissors, shoot. But, they go on scissors and they fail to admit that they are a dirty rotten scoundrel of a cheater.
• I hate when people say it was the "funniest movie ever". I heard that about Paul Blart Mall Cop and I heard that about Bruno. Number of times I personally laughed watching both of those movies (combined). Once. And the time I laugh had nothing to do with either of the main characters, it was when Harrison Ford told Bruno to F off.
• I hate when the analysts on ESPN make every single team "a championship contender" after they sign a moderately to above average player. In their eyes every team in the league would be undefeated, which would pose some scheduling and other assorted conflicts.
• I hate how the Harlem Globetrotters are not a on T.V. more often. So you mean I can actually watch people play basketball and have fun while doing it? Say it ain't so, Joe DiMaggio. I would rather see a fixed game, than see a post game conference about LeBron crying about how DeShawn Stevenson called his mom a street-walker and how J-Kidd should have been called for a foul, because he stepped on his shoe-laces and he could have fell and gotten a boo-boo.
• I hate people who deny the existence of Unicorns.
• I hate people who do not think that Tupac is alive.
• I hate people who think that Biggy is. He is definitely dead. He was a mercy kill. And he led a very unhealthy lifestyle.
• I hate people who think all Muslims are terrorists. I do not get why Americans can not just get over themselves and treat everyone equally. We always have to have one specific sect or group of people that we have to be prejudice against, I do not get it. Humans are humans. It does not matter what you believe.
• I hate the New York Yankees.
• Subsequently, I hate Barry Bonds. (Subsequently does not even fit there).
• Which leads me to this... I hate segues. 
• I hate how Art Garfunkel clearly got the raw end of the deal, post Simon.
• I hate people who only listen to new music.
• I hate white people (specifically teenagers) who talk like they are black. You live in a two story house in the 'burbs, with an inground pool. Keep on preaching playa.
• I hate people who cause traffic.
• I hate when stores say that they have a sale, and when I get there all of the stuff is sold out or the only size they have left is 4XL.
• I hate people who always have to be right, no matter what.
• I hate having to play phone tag with people.
• I hate people who buy like 7 cars. Why? That is like 500,000 dollars that you do not have now.
• I hate people who have gaudy/extremely big houses. Why do you need a gold plated toilet and why do you need 8 acres of beach side estate?
• I hate having to see Donald Trump's face. Or hear his voice.
• I hate when people say it is done deal, before it is a done deal.

Yeah, that is it.

19. Song with the best music video

This one is a tie.

When I think good music videos I think of two things.

Foo Fighters and the Beastie Boys.

Both the Foo Fighters and the Beastie Boys always make stellar music videos. They always push the envelope of creativity and are never afraid to make fun of themselves in the music videos. Most importantly you can tell that they are having fun.

Right Music Television?

So my picks for song with the best music video is any Foo Fighters or Beastie Boys song.

Specifically Learn to Fly by the Foo Fighters and Sabotage by the Beastie Boys.

This might have been the hardest one.... That is what she said.

http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=1VQ_3sBZEm0

http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=z5rRZdiu1UE

Things I Hate

Bikes rides should be a peaceful and calming excercise.

Yeah, whoever thinks that has never been on a bike ride. On my bike ride today I pondered the things that annoy me/I borderline hate. And there were alot of them.
So....

Things I Hate

• People in cars who clearly see you coming and think they can make their turn before you have to cross and end up creeping up, realize they cannot make the turn and completely cross-block you.
• Sales tax on water bottles/Having to pay more than free for water.
• Girls who have Facebook pictures where they are giving the middle finger. I just find it really unattractive.
• Girls who go out of their way to look trashy. You are beatiful the way you are, you do not need a shirt that is three sizes too small and a cheetah pring bra to proove it.
• Traffic lights. Everytime I am stopped at a red light for too long, I often shout at them, and ask them why they exist.
• People call soccer a "pussy" sport. Yeah, you try running for three hours straight, while 90,000 people are chanting about how much you suck, people blowing those horns and then recieving death threats if your team looses in the World Cup.
• People who ask me if I mind if they smoke in front of me. Does a deer mind when they get shot in the face when they were just chilling in the forest? Yes.
• People who take playing sports too seriously. Of course you can be competitive, but when a the outcome of pick-up baseball actually has an effect on the rest of your day, that is just too much. Every sport is a children's game.
• People who say they are "confident". No, you are just saying that so no one calls you an asshole.
• People who are too political. It is very important to know what is going on in the world, and have views on major issues. But when it gets to the point where you troll and intentionally instigate political arguments, you need to find a hobby.
• Hot pockets when one half is lava and the other half is the arctic. Or better yet, when you think you made a good one and you get to the middle and it is colder than the dickens.
• People who spell their "favorite" band and or song wrong. I want to straight up duel these people. "Hey man, what are your favorite bands?" "Oh you know, Led Zepallin and Mettallica.. the basics."
• People who do not use turn signals.
• Bandwagon sports fans. Especially ones for the Detroit teams. Notice how no one likes the Pistons any more and come June even Cindy likes the Red Wings. And once they loose, they automatically "suck".
• People who say movie lines wrong.
• People who quote Step Brothers or the Hangover ALL THE F'N TIME.
• Bullies.
• I hate people who think they are funny, when they are really just not. And they are just really rude and ignorant.
• People who say fag too much. Then same can be said for the N-word. It just makes you look ignorant and less of person than you are.
• When my friends do not want to play soccer. Boom
• Rich white people. Especially the rich white middle aged man, who probably has not been outside of Michigan and freaks out when he goes to Detroit.
• People who rip-apart Detroit, say it is a horrible city. Yet, they still go to Tiger games, Lions games, Red Wing games, concerts, the Hoe-Down, Greektown, the Fox, The Fillmore a.k.a. the State Theatre, all the casinos, Belle Isle and the Auto Show. Where do you think all of those places are located? And do not tell me that those are in the "good part of Detroit". It is still Detroit.
• When Nickelback comes on right after a good song.
• When DJ's talk over songs.
• When I am not caller number nine.
• People who only like Abbey Road.
• People who ask me to list my favorite bands and or songs. There are too many.
• Over protective mothers/parents.
• People who abuse animals.
• Having to sit through that commercial about abused and abandoned dogs. I have to turn it off, because I get too angry that people would actually do that to dogs/it is too sad.
• People who forget that Michael Vick killed hundreds of dog just because he is good at football again.
• Atheletes who think the world owes them everything.
• People who complain about the economy.
• Half of the writers on ESPN.
• People who do not pay their dues.
• When teachers do not answer your question, and they ask you if that answered your question. And your back is against the way and you do not want to be the bad person, so you just say yes.
• People who do not respect their parents/grandparents. They are the reason you are alive. Show them some respect.
• 12 year-olds/younger kids who think it is cool to smoke or say the f word alot in public. It is just sad.
• People who think they are driving a '65 Mustang and rev their engine at every stop sign/red light/and just to feel cool and help forget they are driving a '91 Honda Civic.
• People who hate Obama just because he is black. Really people? I think as a Nation we should be passed this.
• People who tip poorly. Personally, I am a 35 percent tipper at minimum usually.
• People who say, "Man this would be better with a smoke/with a beer." Multiple times throughout the course of a night. If you are that bored, leave.
• People who go out of their way to give their tattoo's meaning. Really, that tattoo is supposed to symbolize being free? Because it really looks like a tiger drawn by Stevie Wonder.
• People who like bands because they represent drugs and what not a.k.a. people who where Pink Floyd, Beatles, Nirvana, Bob Dylan, Grateful Dead, the Doors, Hendrix and Bob Marley t-shirts or apparel because "they smoked weed man". Those bands and artists did more than just that.
• People who say I am doing a good thing for my brother and that I am being heroic. I do not hate that, it just kind of annoys me. I am doing the transplant because he is my brother and that is what brothers do for brothers.

Okay, I think I am done.

Dale Earnhardt

Now there is nothing to special here just a quick little thing I experienced on my way to CC.

I was riding my bike and I met a squirrel, we had a pretty intense stare down. And in that stare down, I am pretty sure he scanned me like a memo and told me things about myself, that even I did not know.

Okay, now I am just starting to sound like Janitor from Scrubs.

What basically happened was, I was riding my bike. Saw a squirrel. Shouted, "squirrel!" At that point the squirrel became startled and made a b-line for Harper.

Straight up, I was about to witness a squirrel suicide.

I felt if this little guy was about to go down in a squirrel blaze of glory and go to squirrel heaven, I should at least name him.

So from the side-walk I shouted, "Dale Earnhardt!"

I think the name fit especially in the circumstances on which this guy was about to go out.

(Too soon?)

The traffic was crazy and I assumed he was a goner.

But like my old football coach always said, "When you assume, you make an ass out of you and me".

There was a little break in traffic and I did not see any marks on the road.

There was still hope.

I looked over the grass on the other side of the road and I saw some scurring, and I saw something scale a tree.

It was Mr. Earnhardt.

I did a fist pump circa the last scene of the Breakfast Club, and shouted "I love you, Dale Earnhardt!"

This is why people think I am weird.

"Yeah, Well See You On MTV"

I encounter some characters while I am on my bike rides.

Some of which are nice like Pat, a mentally handicapped man that has a disability with his legs, who I have not seen since I have moved from the 12 mile and Harper area. I was happy to see he was still alive and I ended up talking with him at Dairy Boy for a good fifteen minutes.

Then there are the not so nice people.

The people who do not acknowledge stop signs, who walk directly in the middle of the side-walk, people who turn onto one way streets, people who let their dogs pounce on you like wildebeests and people who text while they drive and yell at you for crossing on a red hand, while if it was not for you they would have ran a red light and gone on to meet their maker, seize to be and go on to bird heaven.

Now I have to reveal something. The last thing I described happened today.

It happened at the light at 12 mile and Harper. There was a kid probably waiting with me to cross who was no older than 10. He was freaking out because he told his mom he would be home at 7:30, it was 8.

If you live and or drive in Saint Clair Shores, you know the lights on 10 mile, 12 mile and 13 mile are absolutely horrible. And that is when you are in your car. Imagine if you actually have to cross the street.

One side had the green light and one side had a red light. There was a large break in traffic, so I told the kid, "Walk by the left of me and I will help you cross". (By walking on the left-side of me I formed a human shield ) So we started walking. J-Walking. Technically speaking.

Half-way through, I wondered if this made me a criminal mastermind. What with breaking the law and having someone else with me doing the same. That made me feel awesome.

What made me feel not so awesome was the 16 year old girl who almost hit me. (Keep in mind she had a red light). She also had a Slurpee in one hand and her cell phone in the other and unless if she was Goro and this was Mortal Kombat she had no other arms to spare.

"Watch where you are f***ing going, you idiot," she said.

"Are you joking right now?!" I rebuttaled.

"No I'm not dip-s***" She countered with.

I quipped back with, "Hey, watch your language"

Then I silently chuckled, as if you know me I cuss like a drunken sailor on vacation.

Then I got back to reality from my frugal thought.

She then called me a dumbass.

Then I unleashed possibly my most mean spirited insult ever. Even more mean spirited when I (accidentally) called a Detroit Cop a Thunder "C-Word" when he backed up traffic after the Panic! At The Disco Concert.

I got back on my bike, looked at her and said, "Yeah, well see you on MTV in a year."

For those of you wondering why I said that, you probably have never seen 16 and Pregnant.

Now that I told you that, you are now probably staring at your computer screen going, "Ahhhhhh" and then following that up with, "Man I (Aaron) am an asshole."

But that kid who I helped did not think so.

Because after all that transpired he looked at me and said, "Thanks dude."

He ran home and I starting laughing because all I could think about was how he was going to tell his mom why he was late.

"Mom, you are not going to believe this! There was a guy on a bike and this girl and she had a red light and...."

I hope his mom believed him.

Make Some Music

So here are my favorite songs, bands, albums, etc. lately. Maybe you will find something you like.

• Fun.- Aim and Ignite: They were one the opening bands for Panic! At The Disco last night, and I was blown away by them. This band is incredibly infectious. You just start to tap your foot and dance. My favorite song on the album is probably At Least I'm Not As Sad (As I Used To Be) or All The Pretty Girls. Both are perfect Summer songs.
• The Killers- Sam's Town/Both of their Live At Abbey Road Performances: Last week I was in a huge Killers kick. I forgot how good Sam's Town was and I re-watched both of their Abbey Road performances. Go out of your way and Youtube them. It is seriously pure bliss.
• The Naked And Famous- Passive Me, Aggressive You: I have said this damn near five times, but this band is the offspring of a one night stand between MGMT and Passion Pit.
• Pete Townshend- Empty Glass: Not a bad solo record at all. It has some really good songs top to bottom and is probably known best for having Let My Love Open The Door.
• R.E.M.- Out Of Time: I think that this is one of R.E.M.'s quintessential albums. This and Automatic For The People. Those two albums make you love this band.
• Isaac Graham- Empty Wheels: Just do yourself a favor and download this album. This album is amazing. He sounds like Old Crow Medicine Show and a dabble of Mumford and Sons. When I listened to this album for the first time my jaw was on the floor for the whole album.
• The Beatles- Please Please Me: It is fun listening to old Beatles records and realizing how frickening brilliant they were. Not one single album is a dud. This album is a perfect example of good old fashioned meat and potatoes Beatles. That scream from Paul on I Saw Her Standing There... Yup.
• AC/DC- Back In Black: Call me Shirley, but I had an epiphany today in regards as to how great this album is. And this was a "comeback" record so to speak. This record melts your face.
• The Adolescents- The Adolescents: They played Amoeba as filler music when the the road crew was setting up for the bands and I was so excited. I am a nerd. When I got home I listened to this album start to finish.
• Descendents- Milo Goes To College: When I listen to punk albums, it is like I am eating Lays potato chips, because I can not just listen to one album. So right after I listened to The Adolescents I played this record. It was just awesome, there is no better way to explain it.
• Dinosaur Jr.- You're Living All Over Me: I can finally say I got into this band. And I love them. This the kind of record that when you listen to it, it feels like you are finding out a new part of yourself that you would have never known about.
• Elton John- Don't Shoot Me I'm Only The Piano Player: Like Elton John ever made a bad album. I mean come on. He is fricken Elton John. Excuse me, Sir Elton John.
• Parliament- Mothership Connection: Please tell me someone is willing to go with me Friday to see this band. PLEEEEEEEEEEEAAAAAAASSSSSSSSSSSEEEEEEEEEEEEEE.
• The Smiths- The Smiths: I was in a little bit a of 80s alternative mood earlier this week and if you are in a 80s alternative kick you need the Smiths and you need....
• The Cure- Kiss Me, Kiss Me, Kiss Me: I do not think I will ever figure out how Just Like Heaven can be so simple, yet so beautiful. I would actually say it is my personal top ten. Man, alternative and pop music used to be so good.

And as for the '80s video of the week: Tears For Fears- Everbody Wants To Rule The World

"If you have a cut scene of your lead singer on beach singing in the sunset... You might be a 1980s music video."

http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=ST86JM1RPl0

I Love Panic(!) At The Disco... You Got A Problem With That?

In every person's life, whether they recognize it or not, there is a band or song that they associate with a certain point in their life.

For me that band is Panic! At The Disco. Yes, you heard that err read that right. (Trying that real fast five times... the read that right part. Impossible.)

When I look back on possibly three of my favorite periods of being alive, P!ATD (abbrevation) was there.

They were there for me in 7th going into 8th grade with A Fever You Can't Sweat Out, specifically the song Camisado.

They were there for me Sophomore year of High School and that Summer with Pretty.Odd., and their song Northern Downpour.

And they were there for me this year with Vices & Virtues, more specifically with the song Always.

You may be reading this in outrage, shouting, "WHAT ABOUT THE BEATLES!!! IN ALL CAPITAL LETTERS!!!... AND EXTRA EXCLAMATION POINTS, IN ORDER TO ASSERT THE CORRECT ANGRY/POSSIBLY URGENT TONE OF WHICH I AM TYPING AND OR SPEAKING, BUT MORE SO JUST TYPING.... AND WELL, THINKING. CAUSE I HAVE TO THINK TO TYPE!!! SEE I DID IT AGAIN.... BEATLES."

To which I say... Of course the Beatles have always been there. They will always be there. But sometimes you have to spread you musical wings and fly to different trees (bands) and nests (genres) and get accustomed to new things.

But when I really look at the impact of P!ATD on my life, I really have to look at their album Pretty.Odd.

I am not lying or exaggeratig when I say that it really changed my life.

I remember actually going out and buying the CD (I know!) and to be honest I have not bought a CD since then, and that was a good three years ago (I know!). I love that album so much, that I actually own it on vinyl as well. You know, the big black circle thingy-thing that you play on a record player.

I heard the first fews songs and I was hooked, tallywhacked, goobly-gooked and completely mesmerized. It was completely different then their first album. And dare I say, it actually sounded like the Beatles.

(Gasp.)

But most importantly, Pretty.Odd. introduced to some amazing people. But one person in particular was the most amazing out of all of them, and her name is Hayley. We bonded over Panic, and became really good friends. And if you told to list of five friends of mine in last five years that have had the biggest impact on you, she would be number 1, 2, and 3.

I know you can not shake an album's hand, because it is not human. But, if Pretty.Odd ever adapted human features and limbs, I would have to shake its hand. Ney, I would have to give it a giant bear a hug and invite to ice skating with me. Just for the fact that it gave me an icebreaker to actually talk to her.

In fact, I actually saw them live for the first time last night with her and her friend Melissa.

It was quite possibly the best/funnest concert I have ever been to. It was muggy, I probably lost 15 pounds sweating, somebodys elbow was in my sternum for a good 45 minutes, I was claustrophobic and I am pretty sure my ear drum my ruptured.

And it was one the best nights I have had in awhile.

It was the kind of night that you did not want to end, but it had to. And you knew that fact, yet you tried all that could to not make it 11:30. You know, one of those nights.

And when they played The Only Difference Between Martyrdom And Suicide Is Press Coverage, I felt 13 again.

And it felt good.

And really, isn't that what music is all about?