Ed - The Complete First Season I made the whole series on DVD myself, and have been rewatching the first season recently. I get all excited when Justin Long shows up, because Warren Cheswick was awesome.
Last week my favorite local band Shadwell finally made their way down from Boston and played a show here in Rhode Island. I discovered the Shadwell boys when they opened for Joey DeGraw the first time I saw Joey back in October of 2006. I've been hooked on both ever since. (Oh my God, I just saw that post and laughed over Joey's long hair. I still tease him about that sometimes in addition to us seeing his asscrack the whole time he was setting up his equipment that night. Sassy is still scarred from it. I just think it's hilarious.) Anyway, Shadwell will be coming out with an album next year, but you can listen and download to some tracks on their website. They are SO so good - I keep bringing people to their shows and every person I've brought has become a fan. They are also some of the nicest people in the world, so that just makes me happier to be turning on more people to them. They mainly play in Boston, New Hampshire and New York City so if you're around those areas, definitely check them out and tell them Pam sent ya! Here's a quick video I took last week so you can see them in action:
Okay, it's not exactly like that, but it's close. And anything that is remotely like Coming to America is awesome because that is one of the greatest movies ever made. When I was on YouTube looking for that clip, all I saw was the name "Randy Watson" above another one and I just started laughing at my desk like a crazy person. ANYway - back to my salon. I just started going there when I chopped my hair off in June, and it is always quite entertaining when I go. I see all kinds of people getting their hair done at the salon, and while I thought they specialized in things like mohawks and Manic Panic, I found out when I got there that they specialize in things like fades and weaves. The first time I went, there was a 75 year-old woman getting a waist-length weave in the chair next to me, and I fell in love with the place immediately. I get my hair cut by Shorty, who does a crazy awesome job and charges me peanuts for it. And then there is the entertainment value. On one side of the salon, there are 2 women stylists for the female clients, and on the other side there are 6 or 7 barbers for the men. The head barber is a real ball buster and gets everyone going. One time I was there and he was going back and forth with a sassy older woman who was sitting next to me. Her daughter was the other stylist and the mother was just giving it right back to the barber, ending every sassy retort with a drawn-out "shoooooot!" She reminded me of Marla Gibbs on 227, which is always a wondrous thing to be reminded of. (Some time, ask me to do my impression of Regina King saying, "Calvin!") At one point, this exchange took place:
MOTHER: (to barber) You need to go to CHURCH! BARBER: (singing) Oh, I have got the church all up IN ME! MOTHER: Mmm-hmmm. BARBER: Hallelujah! You better believe it, son! MOTHER: Your mother should have whooped you upside the head, boy. Shooooot!
I've never seen the Barbershop movies, but I imagine things like this must go on in them. Especially when the barber was commenting about the daughter not wearing her weave that day because she had her hair done earlier and he told the salon, "It's like her American Express card, she don't leave home without it!" Then the daughter agreed, adding, "You know I carry an extra one in my purse, and that is no joke."
I want to carry a weave in my purse now.
Anyway, I went to the salon on Thursday and the main barber was all fired up about a local boxing match that was going to be taking place that night. He was trying to take bets from everyone and then it led to a 10 minute long conversation about boxing, and the whole time I just thought, "Oh my God, I have now passed through the looking glass and am in Coming to America. This is the greatest place in the world. PLEASE let someone yell out, 'Rocky Marciano?!'" Sadly, they didn't, but I did get to hear about someone named Pumpkin. Plus, I got a trim on my fun and funky haircut that took an hour and fifteen minutes and only cost me $15. And that's with a wash and dry included - haircut and a show. How can you go wrong? My salon? RULES.
You know, it's not easy to creep me out. I'm usually the type to creep other people out, but this past weekend I got the creeps from these Doodlebops people. Have you seen these people? I know I'm quite late to finding out about these creatures, and I'm very ashamed of that since I'm usually up to speed on most childrens TV shows. However, somehow I missed this whole Doodlebop thing, and I was introduced to them when I saw some Doodlebops toys in a store this weekend featuring pictures of these things. I was so creeped out, and I'm a person who LOVES clowns to no end, especially evil ones. But look at these Doodlebops and tell me that you want your child watching anything they do:
I think it's the blue one that wigs me out the most. Who lets their kids near these things?
I'm going to have nightmares about that blue thing tonight, I'm telling you. Creeeeeeeps!
If you want to know more about helping out, visit www.redapes.org - new adoption candidate Dodo is precious. (New season of Orangutan Island premieres on Animal Planet this Sunday at 7 PM!)
Maaaayyybe I shouldn't vote in some of the races that I don't know much about, such as school committee members. Since I don't have and won't be having any children, I should just leave that one blank since these are the conversations that go on inside of my head while trying to choose two of the four candidates:
"School committee, school committee - who are these people? Ooh, that guy's last name is Tingle - that is pretty awesome. Well, he gets my vote!"
I think next time I'll just stick to the non-school committee races. Although come on - who isn't going to vote for Mr. Tingle?
Because even though these aren't the highest quality on earth, they'll get me through until the DVD comes out. Or until I see this again in the theater, which, let's be honest, will be soon. Paul and I went to see it for the second time tonight and cried together because we are 10 year-old girls. Anyhoo - here's where we get excited the most:
That one is Paul's favorite. I do love it very much myself, but my heart belongs to Scream, aka the new Bet On It:
Since I'm not having kids, this is what I do. Tim also has a pet cat who bears a striking resemblance to the object of one of my obsessions, so do say hello to Spaghetti Cat:
See how I can't even make spaghetti right? Thank God for take out. And for Halloween, where people give out free candy. Eat some for me, y'all.
You know, oftentimes when I may catch a glimpse or seven at a High School Musical movie, I find myself telling Zac Efron to pull up his pants already. However, let me stress to Mr. Efron that this advice only applies to those movies, and not, for example, when he is out on a beach somewhere. In other circumstances such as a beach walk or something, I am QUITE happy to let him let those pants hang as low as he wants to, and I highly encourage it because DAMN:
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"We Are Creeps" Winners of the Week: Me and David, during a showing of High School Musical 3 on Saturday night. (What? I went. I know. But it was 10 PM and there were 8 other people in the theater. But I'm going to go again. What? I sort of liked it.) ANYhoo - David and I cemented our "We Are Creeps" status right at the opening shot, when the screen fades from black into a close-up of a heavy-breathing, sweaty and soaking wet Zac Efron.
PAM: Guh! DAVID: HOT.
Fast forward to a scene where Zac is lying on the floor in his girlfriend's room:
PAM: I want him to come lay in my room like that. DAVID: Mmm hmmm.
Later, right before he is about to sing Scream, which is totally the new Bet On It, Zac goes to his locker and turns with his back to the camera and takes his shirt off so he can put on his basketball jersey for the big number. This is what transpired during the naked-back moment:
PAM: (all whispery) Turn around. Turn around. DAVID: C'mon, do it. PAM: Turn around!
Zac puts on his jersey before turning around....
DAVID: Aww! PAM: Dammit! THE PROFESSOR: [The universal "How old is that boy, you creeps?" look]
We are total creeps. Still - now you can see above what we were missing when he wouldn't just TURN THE EFF AROUND ALREADY. Wow, I need help. Does anyone have the number for Creeps Anonymous?
What a way to end my weekend of three concerts - with my boys. The brothers Hanson were playing two nights in town at the same venue - I went the second night and was treated to all kinds of fun songs because they were trying to do an almost entirely different setlist from the night before for the repeat attendees. The boys played one song that I've never heard them do live, a B-side from their third single off of their debut album. It was awesome. And, of course, the boys were as awesome as ever. They played for two hours and it just flew by. The Professor went with me to experience his first Hanson show, and it seemed like he was pleasantly surprised by the talents of the boys. However, the crowd was well-behaved that night, so he didn't have to experience any shoving or craziness. People gave each other plenty of room to move, so that was nice. Especially since there was some creepy older man standing next to The Professor, lip-synching along to every word. He was creeepy.
Anyway, since there is no way to top the greatness of the last time I saw them with the whole pre-show interview and security pit viewing access, I didn't care about trying to get close to the stage this time, so we stood in the back near the bar. The venue we saw them at was a wide and shallow room, so even with being in the back, we weren't very far away. I had a nice and clear view of my Taylor, so I was happy. Speaking of Taylor, he remains too beautiful for words. I have so many pictures from previous shows that I didn't bother taking very many this time around, but here's a couple that I did grab. I know the last one is blurry, but damn!
I also didn't take much video, but I did put together a short clip that really has almost nothing to do with the music and pretty much everything to do with Taylor being hot as hell. So please, do enjoy my "Damn, you one FINE mofo Mr. Taylor Hanson" montage:
Why you gotta be married with 3 kids and another on the way? Eh, who cares as long as you keep shaking that fine ass. Sheeeiiiit.
Apology of the Day: My apologies to The Professor for turning to him during the Hanson concert and saying, "Look at Taylor's crotch in those tight jeans. And that ass." Just the words you want to hear from your girlfriend. Still - even a guy should be able to appreciate that sweet ass.
