Wednesday, September 19, 2007

Greetings

Velcome to Skidoo.

Don't know anything about music? That's ok, neither do I.

But you can still play along on my job's new music blog. It's brand-spanking new and we're trying to fatten it up with posts before we officially put it out there. You'll be the first to sneak a peek! That makes you special!

music.beloblog.com

Tuesday, September 18, 2007

BPS is going to take away my blog

I've been so absent here because I've been so consumed with the topic of there lately. Let's play catch-up:

• My boy Ty finally got the heck up out of The Dallas Morning News. A fine institution it is, but he was very ready to say (scream, actually) Adios. I'm very happy for him. He starts his new job as a PR guy for a non-profit in downtown. Some of us paper types plus a bit of his crew are going to celebrate at Slip Inn on Thursday night with some old school hip-hop. Hmmm ... you know when you're not fresh meat when the music from your school days can now be considered "old" anything. Whatever. Slip Inn's a good time, mayne.

• My friend Derek has a friend he calls "Stacy from England." She read my spy-cam post below and had Derek hook me up with the next best thing: a Hencam. Not quite sure a chickencam will help me see within myself but, hey, it's worth a try.

• I only get to see my man, Brian, on weekends now that the school he works at has started back up. BLAH! Miss you, baby.

• A co-worker Holly and I attended Inwood Theatre's Midnight Madness movie on Friday. The feature was none other than the CHEESIEST "film" ever cobbled together in the history of the art form, Flash Gordon. And I have to say, it was awesome! It's one of Holly's favorite tongue-in-cheek geek movies (she knew every line ... scary), and I knew I would like it from the premise alone: Flash Gordon and some chick get hurled into outer space and land on a planet whose ruler is going to destroy the earth with "hot hail." Unless, of course, Flash can save the day. I can't even begin to describe the "effects" in this movie. Serioulsy, rent it. Few films are this truly horrible that you'll have a great time laughing everytime you hear the words "hot hail."

Tons more has happened, but it's getting late. Next time, kiddies!