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Well it’s Monday and it’s time for my newest installment of the hotlist. I’m going switch it up and try a little something new this time, so let’s have at it.

Things I’m hot on:

Gorillaz – Feel Good Inc.- I was told about this song by my boy Sam (Shout Out), and I haven’t stopped listening to it since I downloaded it on Thursday. I’ve played in on my computer 32 times (Itunes, I wasn’t actually counting myself.) and I’ve listen to it elsewhere, i.e. CD player, cars ect. ect., at least 20 more times. I’ll go out on a limb and predict this as the song of the summer. Just a fun, unique, catchy song that’s sure to put a bounce in your step and a wiggle in your hip, what ever the hell that means.. De La Soul raps in this song, and Danger Mouse produces the beats. With a lineup like that how could you not just stand back and say: DDDDAAAAAMMMMNNN.

Café Hookah – This ‘cafe’ is a small little Hookah bar right next door to a Vietnamese restaurant in down-town Evanston. North Western, the Big 10 school, is in Evanston. The down-town area is like a poor man’s version of Mills Ave. in Phoenix, pretty sexy place. Anyhow, I’m a fan of the hookah as is, but this place becomes frat guy central on the weekends, which always makes things more enjoyable. And the flip side of Frat guys, the sorority girls who come in with fake tans and horribly raspy voices, just a great place. The only down side was that they were playing some weird sh*t India music the whole time, which got old quickly, but all in all was a solid joint.

My school’s cafeteria now having popsicles in their freezer – (Warning, fattest blog post ever.) So my school now has popsicles, which I’m currently having a love affair with. So now I always make sure to wear cargo shorts to dinner. As I leave dinner, I stop by the freezer, which is similar to the ones that carry ice cream at blockbuster(you know, the small ones that are like a treasure chest, and yes that implies what you think it did.) and I stuff several popsicles in my ‘smut carrying pockets’*. Good times.

Spoon –Gimme Fiction – Better then Kill the Moonlight, real solid through out. My hand is starting to cramp up so I’ll be brief with this. Best songs are: I turn my camera on, My Mathematical Mind, I summon you and They Never got you. All in all, a very enjoyable record. Other musical shout outs(A.K.A Music I’m hot on, some are albums (A) others songs(S).): The Wrens – Meadowlands(A), Soul Position – 1 Love (S), Wilco – Company in my back (s), Paul Oakenfold – Starry Eyed Surprise (Song form the Diet Coke Commercial. Oh S.), Stereophonics – Maybe Tomorrow(s), Okkervil River – Kansas City (s), Lambchop – The Man who loved Beer (S, David Bryne’s cover maybe better, but I gotta give the shout out to the original.), Doves – Sky Starts Falling (s), Ivy – Tess Don’t Tell(s), Josh Rouse – Little Know It All (S), M. Ward -Hifi V.2(s), Danger Mouse – Grey Album (A), Mad Villain – Raid (s) and Clem Snide – Donna(s).

Things I’m not hot on ( a.k.a. The Not Hot List):

My school blocking most blogs: I can no longer read everyone else’s blogs b/c of my school’s gay ass filtering system. I got them to unblock my blog so I can view the comments. I next tried to get them to unblock Randy’s, but they refused, saying it had some sketchy material on it. I’m currently writing them a strongly worded letter.

Indians – First off, I’m not a racist person, racial maybe, but that’s a horse of a different color. Anyway, here’s a short list of things I hate about Indians...
Big F***ing heads: Seriously, their noggins are the size of watermelons, how do they stand up with out falling over b/c of their gigantic heads. Talk about top heavy.
Also, they have names like Whispering stream, and running bull. What the F is up with that?
Casino’s: I’d equate what Indian casino’s do to me every time I go there to sodomy, but that would be crude, and probably reassure most everyone, including my mother, that I’m gay. So I want go there.

Sahara – If you thinking about going to see this movie, don’t. Save yourself the time and just pound yourself in the balls for 2 ½ hrs. The experience will be about the same, except you’ll save the money you would have spent on this sh*tty excuse for a movie. Whoever made this movie deserves to be curbed.

Things I’m hot on, but really wish I wasn’t (a.k.a Guilty Pleasures):

Garbage – Run Baby Run – This songs really catchy and really good. But it’s also by Garbage. So keep the fact that I like this song on the DL. Word.

Wicker Park – Truthfully. I only rented it b/c I have a hardcore man-crush on Josh Hartnet (sp?). Seriously though, this movie was pretty alright. It could have been great/unforgettable if they had re-cast Matt Lilard’s part, and had a different ending, but all in all, I like it (sssshhh.)

Fandango ads – I swear on my life I’m kidding, I despise these ads. I just wanted to make sure everyone reading this was still awake.

Well that’s all for now, to all my faithful readers: Stay Black.

Until We Meet Again

* Smut carrying pockets got their name from back in the day. Whenever me and my (2 Live) crew would obtain any sort of product that some might view as offense or immoral, we’d put it into my cargo pockets. Hence the name smut pockets.