Here I am. Is there a roadmap?

Friends, I have now entered the iPod nation. This means years of being totally behind on music can come to an end. Paul wasn't ever behind on music, but he's joining the iPod nation for the convenience. Apparently there's a LOT of reggae on iTunes, so he's in heaven.

We are slowly learning our way around iTunes, and I even tried out the Amazon.com music shop today (they have rotating free downloads! plus they gave me a $5 credit for something I bought at some point). We have mostly mastered the iPod boombox I purchased for his birthday. Sometimes I can get my iPod radio tuner thingy to work in my car. So here we are!

Now I need your help. What should I download? I need song suggestions. Lots of them.

Thanks, team.

They did it

Go Vikes!

On to the Eagles...

Crap Packular

Damn Packers. We ask just one thing of you all season. Beat the terrible-looking Bears. Take the game that was practically handed to you and win it.

Now we need everyone to send positive energy to the annoyingly named Houston Texans. Let's hope they forget they're less than .500 and have been giving games away. Guys, focus on your recent record of 4-1 and your home record of 5-2. Get it done.

Thanks.

Getting excited for winter...

Yes, I look silly.

On Michael Vartan

I heart Michael Vartan. He's hot, he speaks French, and he's a kickass spy (okay, so the last one is just in the dreamworld where he exists for me). Given my love for Michael Vartan, I was very sad when I saw him on Jimmy Kimmel Live once (which I taped just to see MV, oh yes) and learned he is kind of a ditz. He made Kimmel look like a good conversationalist. It was so bad that I had to rewatch two seasons of Alias to get MV back to the dreamworld state of hotness that I rely on.

The whole incident reminded me of my last crush gone bad. I'm not a crush kind of girl, and I don't get them really ever. But somehow during college I developed a very girlish crush on a guy I knew vaguely--he was a friend my roommate's friends and when some of us started playing four-square in front of Kagin after lunch he joined in once or twice.

At the Alma if you didn't start drinking by at least 2pm on Saturdays you were woefully behind. Not being much of an afternoon drinker, I often got roped into driving drunk people around on Saturday nights--being the only one sober enough to even consider operating machinery.

This is how I came to be driving the object of my crush to a famous (although apparently hard to find) skinny-dipping spot in Minneapolis. He rode in the passenger seat, with a bunch of his drunk-ass friends in the back. Perfect opportunity, right? Not so much--within minutes I realized he was completely uninteresting and unhot. Conversation was painful, which made the 40 minutes of driving around to find the skinny-dipping spot (don't worry, he "totally knew where it was") highly annoying. Needless to say, that was the end of the crush.

I take it back

It's Friday. I'm exhausted. So I have just enough brainpower left, thanks to Mindy's comment, to ponder life's most important question: Was the last season of Alias the all-time worst ending to a good TV show? Or was it the last few episodes of Felicity--you know, where her Wiccan roommate sent her back in time for an alternate ending?

After much thought, I have to go with Felicity, because introducing magic and time-travel was just a tad inconsistent with the girl-follows-boy-to-college-and-has-the-normal-early-
twenties-crisis-of-identity plotline.

But here's the real shocker: IMDB tells me that JJ Abrams is one of the creators of Felicity! That's it, I officially recant my forgiveness. I simply cannot forgive someone who is responsible for the last season of Alias, the end of Felicity, AND Mission Impossible 3. With great brilliance comes great responsibility to use it for the forces of good. You, JJ, clearly cannot be trusted with such brilliance.

(Let's also note that Keri Russell was party to two of the three JJ Abrams failures. So she sucks without any redemption.)

Love ya, JJ (You are officially forgiven for Mission Impossible 3)

I thought Lost was truly excellent tonight. Hearkens back to the good old days of Seasons 1 and 2--and the dramatic turns in Season 2 of Alias.

Thoughts?

Your NFL picks

In honor of the upcoming NFL conference championships, let's do a little poll. Let's also pretend blog polls have instant runoff voting--so each person should vote for first and second choices.

To aid in your decision-making, here are some pics courtesy of various people on the world wide web:

Brady


Culpepper


Favre


Jackson


E Manning


P Manning


Romo

Thanks to the budget ladies, particularly the dancer and the Packer fan, for launching a lengthy conversation on this topic today.

I have finally recovered from graduate school...

...and started reading for pleasure again. It took me a good, solid year after graduation to not feel like vomiting when I picked up a book.

To celebrate I jumped on the bandwagon that is Shelfari. I am trying to recall books that caught my attention at various points in my life, and add descriptions of why they did so. Oh, and I haven't worked out the whole making book-nerd friends part yet, so bear with me on that.

Because you gave me such crap...

...about my poor blogging performance (you know who you are), I'm going to post 3 times today. So there.

This post is about my soccer team. We didn't lose our first game!

Go Tigers!