And the angels in the heavens, they are wondering...Why am I so glad?

Last night marked my first opportunity to see Weezer in over 3 years, and seize the opportunity I did, taking Michelle to her first =w= show in the process. I should preface this by saying I am pretty much as big a fan as you'll find of their newest album, and generally among the less critical members of their fanbase. Is Pinkerton the best thing they've ever made? Of course it is. But that doesn't preclude them from making other wonderful music which just doesn't happen to be quite as good as it was. As far as I can tell, it's essentially impossible for a band not to have one piece of work which just shines a little brighter than all the rest. So, with that being said, here's the setlist, with some notes:

My Name is Jonas (1st verse sung by Pat from behind drums, 2nd by Scott)
Pink Triangle
Perfect Situation (with Scott singing lead)
Say it Ain't So
SUZANNE (complete with a wonderful a capella intro, after which Brian sang lead)
Keep Fishin
King (sung, of course, by Scott)
Tom Delonge greeted by a chorus of boos from MSG crowd
Undone (with Tom ruining the first verse, but thankfully being mostly drowned out by the crowd, Scott singing 2nd verse, and Rivers drumming the outro)
Pork And Beans
Dreamin
Dope Nose (sung by Scott)
Troublemaker
Rivers (literally) says "hasta la vista baby" before Scott takes vocals and lead guitar and Atom from Angels and Airwaves drums for Automatic
Hash Pipe
El Scorcho (sung by Brian)
Morning Glory (oasis cover, sung by Pat, drummed by Rivers)
The Greatest Man That Ever Lived
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Hootenanny:
Island in the Sun
Beverly Hills
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Sliver (Nirvana cover)
Buddy Holly


All in all, I was absolutely delighted. I went into the show quite skeptical about all the non-Rivers singing that's been going on lately, and I certainly had a few moments last night during which I lamented the fact that the others were singing his songs, but for the most part, I thought they sounded great, and there is no doubt in my mind that Rivers was enjoying himself on stage more than I've ever seen. Gone were the days of the nerd hiding behind his glasses and his guitar, stuck like a deer in headlights, and in his place was a charismatic, roaming madman, prone to use of jazz hands, jumping up and down, and making the funniest stare-up-to-the-heavens-while-orgasming guitar solo face I've ever been privy to. The hootenanny was every bit as amusing as I had imagined it might be, with kick-ass renditions of the guitar solos performed on trumpet, flute, and saxophone. The setlist, on the whole, was the most satisfying one I've ever seen them play, including my first opportunity to hear Suzanne live, and the first two covers I've ever seen Weezer play. It wasn't perfect, and I'm sure there are plenty of people out there who thought it sucked. But it was all I could've asked for from my favorite band, except perhaps coming back a lot fucking sooner next time. I've missed you.
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Fuck, even I can't resist this one...

It surely comes as no surprise to anyone who has ever seen her see an animal, but my girlfriend really, really loves cuteoverload.com and other such animal porn. I've always found it to be about 2 notches less mindnumbing than watching that dumbass cloud move across that level of Braid with the star up in the corner. You know, the one you have to wait 2 hours for? Anyway, she'll probably find it rather incredible to know that I like totally just ROFLed all over the place watching the following video (the fact that my desk chair facilitated the R-ing O the F notwithstanding):



Why is it I found this so amusing? Plainly enough...my cat thinks he's a ninja too. Click me for the rest!

Further proof that our world is doomed...

So, the world's most annoying no-talent assclown is at it again. Am I the only one who remembers that the last time we devoted any attention to this dickwad, he was not only a complete and utter waste of time, he also FAILED. For christ's sake, as Chris Rock put it, this is a trickless fucking magician. And one who can't even achieve the ridiculous things he sets out to achieve. He literally wouldn't get past the first round of America's Got Talent...much as i love that show, this isn't exactly the Metropolitan Opera we're discussing. I'm not going to sit here and say I want any ill to befall him, but I beg of you world, when he fails again (i'm praying because his catheter bursts and covers his entire head and torso in urine) let this be the last time anyone is desperate enough to draw a crowd to actually grant this asshole the space or time of day necessary to suck so badly at life. Click me for the rest!

Close your eyes and then it's past, it's the story of my life...

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I know I missed this one by a few months, but...wow.

What can one possibly say to this except holy shit, a football player who knows how to write. Who cares if it's terrible writing? He can do it! Click me for the rest!

He's a real reactionary...

First things first. I guess Brewers management thinks they're even deader than I do, eh?

On another note, disappointing or not, I saw a lot of encouraging signs out of the Eagles tonight, foremost among them Desean Jackson. I didn't expect nearly the scoring I saw tonight, but I'm not surprised given the caliber of offenses the teams saw last week, but I saw an Eagles offense which was as explosive and diverse as any I've ever seen, and as accurate a Donovan as I've ever seen. If they play defense against everyone more like they did against the rams than they did tonight, this team will have only injuries or itself to blame for not making a deep postseason run. And now back to regular programming. Let's go Phils. Click me for the rest!

Fly, butterflies, fly, around my churning stomach...

As kickoff grows imminently closer, something I've noticed is that everyone, from the national media, to the philly media, and dallas media, seems to agree that this game will get decided by offensive line play, specifically pass protection, and also blocking for the vaunted multi-headed cowboys running game, without any mention of Westbrook's ability to take over a game himself on the ground. If the Eagles have anything resembling the problems they usually do against 3-4 teams protecting Donovan, I would expect a healthy dose of Westbrook, in addition to carries for Buckhalter, Booker, and Tony Hunt, who could really win people over with a solid performance tonight against a tough group of Cowgirl D-Linemen and Linebackers. I see this game the way I see most every other Eagles game. If they can limit defensive stupidity, it's Westbrook's game to win or lose. That said, I think Dallas needs this game a little more, for no bigger reason than their exceedingly high expectations. Week 2 is week 2, but when the Cowboys are favored to win, it's always an incredibly tense, turbulent atmosphere. Home losses to the Eagles never, ever sit well there. Cowboys 27, Eagles 21. Click me for the rest!