you will never be as good as your brother. never

The shitty thing is, I have all of these jokes pre-written in my head but when it comes down to actually writing one of these things I forget half of them. So here is a joke that should have been in the last post. On the cover of that DVD one of the pull quotes read "Better than both the Matrix sequels combined!" and I thought to myself "That's not saying much because a single episode of According To Jim is better than those failed abortions of cinema." In your fucking face with a can of mace, Wachowski bros!

Mr. Proper and I went to a show last weekend at Neumo's, and like times past, hilarity ensued. We are planning another simul-blog about it but that takes a lot of coordination. So in lieu of that I have decided to hit you with a Baroque Blog instead, please to enjoy my dearest nets.

Galoshes, pretty girls are wearing them, and strangely enough I am still attracted to them. For the first time in my brief history as a women's fashion critic I am actually liking a new trend. No, this is not some sort of new fetishistic thing for me, though I do get a slight tingly sensation when I see women in Mary Janes. It rained here for like three days straight and in one day I saw about 10 different but equally attractive females wear galoshes. Functional and fashionable, keep up the good work ladies!

Nintendo continues to impress me. The Wii, while being graphically inferior to it's direct next gen rivals, is still selling like hot cakes, and next to impossible to find. But the real story is the Nintendo DS. This little dual-screened wonder has reawakened my love for videogames and reminds me of the days of yore, when I would sit for hours in my basement room playing Final Fantasy, Yoshi's Island, and Barbie Horse Adventure on my SNES. Though to be honest I was really let down by Zelda: Phantom Hourglass. The control scheme was a lot of the story was alright but the fact that I kept having to go back through the same fucking dungeon to do the same fucking puzzles was nauseating, and has subsequently kept me from finishing the game. Where as another game I bought, which actually isn't a game at all it's a guitar "simulator". Which turns my little hand-held into a working guitar. It's fun, and a great use of the hardware.

Speaking of music here is what is in heavy rotation on my iPod.

1: Scout Niblett- This Fool Can Die Now
2: Destroyer - Streethawk: A Seduction
3: The Cinematic Orchestra - Ma Fleur
4: Celebration - The Modern Tribe
5: Arthur & Yu - In Camera

I'm not going to take the time to hyperlink them shits internet, so you're on your own. Also, here is what I'm going to submit to KEXP for the Top 5 albums of 2007.

1: The New Pornographer - Challengers
2: Andrew Bird - Armchair Apochrypha
3: The Cave Singers - Invitation Songs
4: Datarock - Datarock Datarock
5: Shout Out Louds - Howl Howl Gaff Gaff

So Evel Knievel died last week. As with many boys born between the years 1965 and 1985 he was a hero, but I had forgotten about him over the years because...well...who gives a shit about someone jumping over some crap when you have the internet and it's staggering amount of free porn? Anyway, the reason why he was such a hero to me was because he attempted and failed to jump across the Snake River, which is a river that runs near my hometown, a place I have many fond memories of. Wikipedia kind of paints him as an evil *cough* bastard towards the end of his life and career, but the boy in me still thinks he's pretty cool. So here's to you Mr. Knievel, may you be forever jumping over those Grand Canyons in the sky.

Let's end this one on a high note.