go me
Last night I dreamed that my mother had somehow signed me up for one of those crappy reality tv game shows like fear factor or something. I have no idea how I got picked for it. The other girls on the show were all the typical hot tv chicks bursting with confidence. And then there was me. I played along for a while. Like swiming around in mud looking for red balls, that’s okay. But then they wanted me to jump off of this like 100 ft platform into the lake. The other girl got a parachute and a bungee cord ( i dunno why she’d need both ). They just wanted me to jump off. I think there was some like basket at the bottom where I was suppose to dunk a ball or maybe I was suppose to try grabbing onto something. But seeing as how I can’t even do diving boards at pools, there was no way I could just jump off this thing. I told the host guy that maybe if I got the parachute and bungee cord too, because otherwise I would just end up hurting myself. And he went on this long tirade about how the viewers wanted to see me try harder and how I was a quitter and wasting their time and all this crap. I told him “Fuck the viewers and your fuckin ratings, I’m not doing it.” And I didn’t. I woke up feeling like a wuss for not taking the jump, but also very proud of myself for standing up to that guy.
I haven’t posted videos for a while, for various reasons, but here’s one: Audio Bullies - Shot you down (feat. Nancy Sinatra) I don’t know anything about these guys and i don’t think they did the best job remixing the song, but I like Nancy Sinatra and the video is kinda neat looking.