Song of the Day: Anywhere

I'm serious. NSFW, don't watch this with Asian parents, not suitable for computer lab browsing, etc. etc. etc.

Song of the Day: Mr. Wendal

Song of the Day: All My Life

If you never dated a boy who played enough piano to play you the intro in front of everybody in the auditorium, you totally missed out.

Lexicon: Cyber

Pronunciation: si'-bur

1. adjective: of, relating to, or involving computers or computer networks (as the Internet)

2. verb: to engage in quasi-erotic activities on the internet that involved PMs (private messages) and repeated usage of the "M" key

Private message from socrboy83: yo baybee u want 2 cyber?

(image via Technospot)

Song of the Day: Free Your Mind

Prejudice, wrote a song about it.
Like to hear it? Here it go.

This song may be 17 years old, but the lyrics are still fresh.


Delicious Vinyl Sampler - 9 free MP3s from Includes Bust A Move and Wild Thing. If you love yourself some throwback, you'll love yourself this download.

Song of the Day: Holla Holla

Here in upstate New York, we had a low of 35ºF last night, allegedly with patches of frost. So lame. I'm missing the Beach something fierce right now.

Song of the Day: The Sign

Add this to the list of videos I hadn't seen until now.

Fitting a lyric + inside joke + relationship start date + subprofile link in 1KB

Do you remember AIM 1.0? Do you remember when screenames could only have ten characters? Do you remember a time when getting somebody's screename was much, much more likely (and exciting!) than getting somebody's cell phone number? Did you ever have warning wars? Did you have involved conversations with SmarterChild and then update your Expage with the transcript? Did you spend time with Notepad editing your profile HTML so you could fit more information into those measly 1024 bytes? Did you constantly monitor all the screenames that clicked on your SubProfile link? Did you measure your popularity based on Guestbook entries in said SubProfile? Do you remember when people started getting broadband internet and competed for the longest online time? Do you still have a screenshot of somebody having been online for 16 days 8 hours 22 minutes somewhere, maybe on a Zip disk? Do you ever long for the days where "status updates" could also have fonts and colors and line breaks and weren't there for everybody to read long after you'd taken them down?

Enough questions. Time to right-click => Get Info...

(I believe the screename belongs to a bot - didn't feel like editing it out of the found screenshot. Intensely accurate profile Photoshopping thanks to yours truly.)

Song of the Day: Sexual Healing (Reggae Remix)

Marvin Gaye's original will always be a classic, but this is the version we all grew up hearing on Z104. Guess there wasn't an actual music video, though.

Song of the Day: Trippin'

Classic Missy in a suit. Oh yes. Doesn't a Missy collabo just make everything better?

First there was the Hokey-Pokey...

Seems to me like there are some dance routines that are basic to our experience as schoolchildren. First we learn little things like ring-around-the-rosy (morbid, much?), then it's the hokey pokey, then it's square or line dancing (at least, that's what happened at Fairfield Elementary), and so on and so forth, until finally we enter the realm of school dances.

School dances in Virginia Beach are nothing like what I keep seeing in movies or on the TV. We didn't have punch bowls or a live band. I already did a short bit about school dances though, so I'll keep moving. Anyway, no school dance would be complete without a DJ to play all the greatest group dance hits - the Chicken Dance, the Electric Slide, YMCA, the Cha-Cha Slide, or the Macarena.

If you don't know the Macarena dance for who-knows-what reason, there's even an instructional video on it, complete with children who shouldn't be shaking their hips:

Now for the full song, so you can put your newly acquired dancing skills to the test:

I was going to find the rest of those dances, but I've gotta get back to work for now. Maybe next time I feel like you need a little torture. I'm sure you're already cursing me for the Macarena.

Song of the Day: They Don't Know

According to Wikipedia, Jon B. comes from a musical family, like the way Mozart came from a musical family.

Oops, sorry. I'm not supposed to bring my current real life into this blog. Carry on!

Song of the Day: Livin' La Vida Loca

Maybe it wasn't really the start of the Latin invasion, but it was definitely a sign of things to come. Happy Cinco de Mayo!

An unexpected benefit of having Squids stalk you at your local Chick-Fil-A

If you're a girl, that is. Virginia Beach is Recession-Resistant.

Lexicon: Squid.

Pronunciation: skwihd'
1. any of an order (Teuthoidea) of cephalopods having eight short arms and two usually longer tentacles, a long tapered body, a caudal fin on each side, and usually a slender internal chitinous support
2. a male sailor, usually under the age of 30, who frequents fast-food restaurants near any of the Hampton Roads military bases that are also located near high schools between the hours of 2pm and 4pm to pick up unsuspecting young girls.

Song of the Day: Name

And now for a rock break.

Song of the Day: Sweat

All together now: a la la la la long, a la la la la long long li long long long!

Song of the Day: Regulate


JNCOs and Sailing Jackets

Like many fashion crazes, I'm almost completely sure that this one began as a way to conceal illicit behavior. How could someone wearing pants that wide NOT be up to something totally shady? Also, I think my little sister has the dresser in the background.

Back when these pants were popular, in the second half of the 90s, 20/20 did a special report on Latino gangs in Southern California. Out there, the girls wore their pants so wide that they STAPLED them to their SHOES to prevent EXCESSIVE MOVEMENT. So innovative.

All you need to complete this outfit is an oversized polo shirt and a Nautica or Tommy Hilfiger boating jacket.

It doesn't matter if you've never set foot on a seafaring vessel, or that the jackets are not suitable for any temperatures below 50 degrees. Just focus on how awesome you look. Full disclosure: I owned the red one in 7th grade.

Song of the Day: Here Comes the Hotstepper

ExCUSE me, Mr. Officer! Nahhhh na-na-na-nahhh na-na-na na-na-na na-na-na, na-na-na-nahhhhh.