Music and Lyrics

A YouTube comment rarely makes me laugh.  Today, one did.



Comment: A pale imitation of Rebecca Black, this song cowers in the presence of her lyrical genius and gentle tones.

If you haven't listened to Radical Face I suggest you do.

"If Facebook were a county, it would be world's fourth largest"

A small portion of my day has been researching the "digital space" for tiny tidbits of information that could (ahem, should) be appreciated across clients.  I found these and wanted to share.

This is a word cloud, filtering out reoccurring words from Wikipedia's article on social media.  Thank you Wordle for making Wikipedia even more dummy proof.

Then here is this winner with its warm up music, which makes me want to present to a conference room full of head scratching marketing directors. In a pair of breakaway pants.

I admit that some of these terms and buzz words are overused, underdeveloped and totally boring.  Whatever it is, it's real.  Social media should not be a challenge, but an appreciated asset that compliments existing plans.

"Social media isn't a fad, it's a fundamental shift in the way we communicate"

Reason #682 I'm probably going to hell.

But millions on Youtube have watched this girl sign on youtube and, guaranteed, very few for the right reason.  So maybe there is heavenly salvation reserved for me...somewhere.  My co-worker, Stella, and I are currently laughing and crying at this. Yes, we are totally haters.  Enjoy.

Nichole337 on Youtube Viewing Stats
as of 7/22/10
Total Upload Views: 29,837,873

Miley's Party in the USA: 3,171,739
Miley's The Climb: 1,320,554
Shania's Man! I Feel Like a Woman!: 658,351

There are also three original songs that I don't dare watch...today.

OH MY GOD! (drum solo) SICKS TE PHOAR!

My brother received a N64 after my dad won bank in Vegas during a convention trip. Two controllers and Super Mario 64 later we were a happy household. The paper like 3-D graphics and endless glitches delivered hours of joy and rapture and Mario back flips. Unfortunately, there is no video footage of my brother receiving the console in fall of '96. If he did it might go a little something like this...
REMIX!

Does your cat make TOO much NOI-se?!

Only a week until Thanksgiving. Naturally, that means the Christmas season started over two weeks ago. Next week I am going to my parents' for the turkey day holidays. My agenda generally consists of being a glutton and sitting on the couch all day abusing their DV-R. Twice a day I will likely walk my seven-year-old pup, Cher (we adopted her from a shelter and unfortunately her name stuck). Occasionally, I will shuffle off the couch solely to chase down Gary the cat. Gary, named after Spongebob's snail, is a glorious 14 pound snow shoe Siamese with a bit of an eating problem. Although he is my cat, he is proof that a guy should never buy a girl an animal unless he plans to raise the animal in question. For this reason he was adopted by Grandma. However, because he is my cat I have no problem chasing, squeezing and hugging him until he squeals for mercy.

I love my animals so much that I have already started their Christmas shopping. I will let you be the judge of how serious I am about these.

For Cher, the pup, I present you the dog snuggie. Snuggie, you've gone way too far. Particularly on the snuggie for dogs web site where you will notice the dogs are playing BACKGAMMON.


One of my favorite shows. Charlie presents kitten mittens!

Happy Birthday to a Dear Friend!

I would like to take the opportunity to write a post about one of my old best friends.

Barbie. Barbara Millicent Roberts to be exact. I just learned that today.

Barbie taught us we could do anything - be a doctor, a teacher AND grow up with perky boobs. Even when economic times were down she made working at McDonald's, with a talking drive-thru, glamorous. With her career choices she undoubtedly, from my assumptions, held 40 master's degrees and 17 doctorates. SHE COMES FROM ABOUT 150 ETHNIC BACKGROUNDS! wtf!. Still, she was a confident older sister, while we questioned her own parents' involvement in Kelly's upbringing. She owned a jeep AND a convertible. Then of course there was her most prized accessory in private-lacking, plastic-molded-underwear-wearing Ken Carson. In a solitary day I could turn Barbie into a cape-wielding heroine or a victim being held captive by my brother's Beetlejuice doll. She wasn't a doll I could fall asleep with (seriously pointy hands) but I sure loved her when I woke up.

Like any woman she has her own inner turmoils. In 2004, Barbie dumped Ken after 43 years of courtship. The official Mattel press release turned AP story can be seen here. A guy that can't commit? She had a hole in her hand JUST for a ring. Supposedly she is with an Australian now. TOTALLY HOT!

I'm rambling really but what is wrong with reminiscing? After all, Barbie is only one year younger than my mom and you can guess who looks better at her age.

To conclude, here is a commercial from the Sweet Dreams Barbie I owned. Ignore the spanish speaking, I could not find the English version. Disclaimer: I owned this Barbie Doll. She had a "magic" washcloth that, when you rubbed over her eyes, made them close so she appeared to sleep. Cold water, not the wash cloth, actually changed her eyes. As a confused seven-year-old I remember crying uncontrollably when my legally blind grandpa accidentally threw away her wash cloth. I feared Barbie would never sleep again and would certainly remain a wandering insomniac. Eventually the issue was resolved and this doll holds a place in my heart. I love you Grandpa!