Hey, remember the 90s?

I watched Chasing Amy last night. The whole thing. It was on IFC and I decided to watch it. It hasn't aged all that well and is certainly not as good as I remember it, but there is still some stuff in there that's worth your time. Particularly Joey Lauren Adams. What happened to her? She's really good in that movie and, let's face it, with that voice she's starting in a hole. Her scene outside the hockey arena is the best scene in the entire movie.

What really struck me about Chasing Amy though is how much I miss the 90s. You remember the 90s don't you? Everyone called each other on pay phones, smoked in bars and shopped at record stores. They were good days.

Five things in pop culture that I'm finished with.

-John Gosselin. Really? Enough already with this guy. I didn't care about him to start, then I kind of cared about him because I was told by everyone that I should, then I felt a little bad for him because his wife seemed annoying, then I felt sexist for taking his side when I really didn't know all that much about the situation, then I thought he was a douchebag (what with the earrings and all) then a dickhead (what with the galavanting around town with blonde girls all the while ignoring his EIGHT kids), and now... well now I'm done.

-Mischa Barton's meltdown. Does anyone care about Mischa Barton anymore?

-Entourage, more specifically anything invloving "E" and/or "Turtle. I've been finished with Entourage ever since the episode where Vince drove around with Turtle all day and then bought him really expensive sneakers from the kid who played Rufio in Hook. The show is mesmerizingly bad. Worse than True Blood. In fact, it's way worse. I'm really waiting for someone to tell me that HBO's current Sunday night line-up is just one big practical joke because if they don't I fear the apocalypse may be upon us.

-The Emmys. Ok. This is a big one. People who vote for the Emmys are supposed to watch television, correct? I thought so. Having said that it's safe to assume that most, if not all, Emmy voters have seen Connie Britton and yet for three years running have chosen not to nominate her for her tremendous work on Friday Night Lights. Let me say this, Connie Britton is the best person acting on television right now and she is surrounded by some of the best actors around and still she stands out. I don't get it. I'm at a loss. It's a brilliant show. She's brilliant. The Emmys are dumb.

-NYC Prep, but not for the reasons you'd think. I decided to stop watching the show after the second episode because I feel bad for them. They're being exploited just as badly as the Jon and Kate kids. It's bad. But, that's probably another post for another day.

Some things are just made for me.

Get Well, MCA

I have a real soft spot for the Beastie Boys, so I was very saddened to hear about Adam Yauch's cancerous tumor. Diagnosis seems good and he should recover, but it's still scary and my thoughts are with him for sure. The Beastie Boys are probably, and unfortunately, best known for "License To Ill." They've had a ton of success since then and songs like "Sabotage", "Sure Shot" and "Intergalactic" have kept them relevant, but it's still the stuff on that first record that people tend to think of when they think of the Beastie Boys. That's a damn shame because that record is actually tedious, juvenile and sexist, but their next three records - "Paul's Boutique", "Check Your Head" and "Ill Communication" - are up there as one of the greatest back-to-back-to-back releases in modern music. "Paul's Boutique" is enough of a masterpiece to secure their legacy as one of the most important acts of our generation -add to it the other two records and their future is secure. Each one of those records has recently been remastered and re-released and I suggest you check out the vinyl as it cannot be beaten. So, Adam get well soon. We're all thinking about you.

Aaaaaaaaaaashole! Aaaaaaaaashole!

Dear Chris Brown,

Fuck you.



My favorite part is when he says "No one is more disappointed in me than me." Really? More than Rihanna. If you say so. You're a dick.