teenage suicide, don't do it.

I have mixed feelings about this NYU suicide as fad article. For one, it seems completely preposterous. On the other hand, there were two jumpers from my dorm my sophomore year, earning it the nickname "Dorm of Doom." I don't know if that name still applies.

But, it's been said before, all the plexiglass in the world isn't going to save someone from their problems. I still get chills thinking about the Bobst library, as I used to be scared to death every time I had to get a book from a floor higher up than 3. I don't like heights, especially those with open spaces. I can remember leaning up against the wall of the elevator banks and just sort of shuffling to the stacks. It is a poorly designed anxiety inducer, that library.

opening day...

Yay, opening day! Mr. Fitzpatrick, my 11th grade English teacher, is wearing his short-sleeved buttondowns again, and probably noting that it's a good day for the race -- THE HUMAN RACE! (How do I remember these things 13 years later?)

Anyway, when did Johnny Damon decide to get all Passion of the Christ? I have not been paying enough attention.

Ah, Go BoSox!!!

It's been a crazy few weeks. I've bagged out on what I'm sure were two excellent shows (Decemberists and TV on the Radio), but tonight I will be seeing the fabulous John Vanderslice.

I did see the future of rock and roll on Saturday (courtesy of Melissa), and it is the Paul Green School of Rock.

RIP, J.J. Jackson, one of the original MTV VJs. The early-80s incarnation of the network was the reason I became obsessed with rock n' roll in the first place. Oh, and I can't explain why all my posts lately are about dead people. [Via The Velvet Rope]

Can we please discuss how ridiculous this product is? (Be sure to have the sound turned on when you visit the site, since you can hear the repurposing of that '90s booty anthem, "Whoomp! There it is!" to sell what basically amount to chocolate Pringles.) The creative team at the ad agency must have been really lazy or feeling especially sarcastic the day this campaign was approved.

And yes, I bought them the first time I saw them. Mike can attest that the first thing I said was, "We need to buy these NOW, before they totally flop and are gone from stores forever."

Rest in Peace, Robert "Eldon" Pastorellli and Paul "Magic Mirror" Winfield. May you live on in reruns of Murphy Brown and A&E's City Confidential.

In completely unrelated news, may I present Parasite Pals. I don't think that they are really mangled Japanese-into-English. I smell a conspiracy theory...

Ah, the good old days at Georgia, where if you were an athlete, these were the kind of tests you had to take. Go Dawgs...

Anybody wanna finish my theory midterm due at 5 today?

Yeah, me neither...