A Couple of Nonsense

So there are a couple of things that I would like to discuss today that are just some really aggravating me right now.  The first is the phenomenon in the music world right now.  Ke$ha is a huge success, Mumford and Sons are slowly becoming a household name, and people like Rebecca Black are being allowed to release music.

What the crap is going on.

Ke$ha, the Black Eyed Peas, any rap being released right now is all just sucking.  All there is now is a good hook, an okay beat, and a below average to terrible singer who just happens to be hot enough to "overcome" the no-talent obstacle.  Are people too scared to tell them that their music is awful and that in most countries they would be shot for what they are putting out?  Because I say that all the time.  I will actually say it right now.

Their music is awful.  There I said it.  I'm glad someone could finally do it.

But whatever happened to good bands that put out good music that were mainstream.  N'SYNC is a good example.  And if you say that N'SYNC was an awful band I'm am sure that somewhere in your house your mother has pictures of you dancing to "Bye, bye, bye" or singing "God Must Have Spent a Little More Time on You".  So shut it.  Another example I will give you is Creed's first album.  I know what you all might be thinking now...

"Creed, really Frank, that's thick!"  Thick guys, really.  (Shout out to Dave Awalt for that joke.)

But seriously we were all singing "I'm six feet from the edge and I'm thinking..." in his deep Kermit the Frog voice.  Those were good times and good bands.  The next thing is this ridiculous Rebecca Black "phenomenon" (as MSN is calling it) going around right now.  Her song is like the movie "The Ring."  Once you watch it you may die in seven days.  And I digress....

Lastly, Mumford and Sons becoming a well known band because of the Grammys.  I absolutely disdain people who ask me after watching the Grammys, "Have you ever heard of Mumford and Sons?"

I just want to punch them in the face after that.

Of course I have heard of Mumford and Sons!  Are they not good music?  If you listen to good music, meaning anything not falling into the paragraphs above, I most likely listen to it.  So if you feel the necessity to ask me if I have heard of a good band, don't.  Keep your question to yourself and go revamp your bejeweled Ipod with good music.

The Experiment

I would like to share a story about what happened to me the other night.  I was over at a friends apartment with a group of around twelve and we were all just sitting around having a casual drink.  Well we decided to play a game the name and rules of which are irrelevant.  The only part important about this game was that I ended up having a partner, which we called our date, and whatever happened to that date happened to me.  If you know the name of this game congratulations.  So I had to now make sure that two people in this game didn't suck so that we would win because me begin Mr. Competitive does not lose.  Ever.  So we are playing and having a good time and then all of the sudden my date decides to have another date, making us a freakin triple date.  Well, I decide to start kidding around with her about making us a tripod and she just did not think that I was funny.  Her and her friends just started looking at me like I was a jerk.

Real quick lets rewind for a second and tell you a little nugget about me, I love sarcasm.  Some say that if sarcasm was a love language it would be mine.  Well people who do not understand sarcasm and that I am the most sarcastic person I know besides Dave Awalt (name drop, you're welcome) see me as a jerk.

Therefore, she and her friends saw me as a jerk even though it was hilarious to everyone else around them.  Well, in this awkward moment of them staring at me like I was the Devil in carnet I began to think about why I was not funny to them.  This thought process led me to this experiment:

Over the last year or so I have began to notice a trend, people being called funny who are in no way funny.  I will give you an example - Matthew McConaughey.  That should require no explanation but for those of us that are a tad on the slow side let me explain.  If the shirtless wonder himself were to walk into any college classroom or business in Ruston and say anything remotely close to a joke people would immediately laugh because it was Mr. Shirtless saying it.  He truly wouldn't have to do anything but speak and people would probably laugh.  Why, because its him saying it?  Yes, that is the answer to the question.  Simply because a half-naked, ignorant actor said something automatically makes it funny.

That just pisses me off.

So I began to wonder, what makes someone funny?  Is it their physical looks or appearance like Mr. Shirtless mentioned earlier, or is it the way they deliver their jokes like a Jim Carrey, or could it be a sexual attraction between two people like we have all gone through.  Maybe its a girl that you thought was smokin hot or a guy that looked super cute, but we all thought to ourselves, "Okay I'm just going to laugh at her (ladies insert his) jokes so that maybe she'll stick around a little bit longer and I can get some make-out action tonight."  We are all looking out for the old number one (ourselves) whenever we do this.  However, we end up doing harm to the other girl or guy by giving them a false sense of being funny all because we wanted a little tongue.  This leads me to a similar thought from before.

That just pisses me off.

So, I am going to begin an experiment that tests these certain things about being funny.  As I proceed through this experiment I will update everyone with the hard facts of what it takes to truly be a man or woman of funnyness.

I just made up a word for this experiment.  Funnyness.

Overall, I hope this experiment leads me into new light about life, love, and happiness, but I'm sure it will just end up with me pissing people off as I point out why they are laughing at certain jokes.  Which I am fine with.  Either way I will be blogging about something.
 

Noticeable Difference

So tomorrow March 2nd I begin student teaching at Ruston High School for my final quarter at Louisiana Tech University.  I am excited, scared, nervous, and extremely ready to graduate...but there is something else.  I walked out of after my final last Wednesday and thought to myself, "Wow, that was the last time I will be doing that...ever."  I mean don't get my wrong, I will take more tests.  I will be a teacher it comes with the job.  But I will never be in a college classroom again taking a test with 50 other people going through their college experience.  It was an unnerving feeling to tell you the truth.  A feeling like graduating high school but this time that feeling was on crack cocaine, because there wasn't a safety net of more school that was going to catch me.  All that I have left now is - life - and that to me feels like free fall.

No more big college classrooms, lunch in Tolliver, sitting at the red tables in the bright sunlight of a nice spring day (even though those days seem to be few and far between here), and no more casually sleeping in until 8 or 9 depending on how late I got to bed the night before.  As Pampers says, "I'm a big kid now!" I now have to be up around 6 and get ready to begin a fun filled day with hundreds of students who do not want to be at school and really don't care what I have to say for the most part.

Sounds depressing once you think about it.

But I will enjoy this last quarter as a Tech student and embrace all it has to offer.  Because as of now, I have around 100 students (5 classes, 20 students each class, you do the math) who cannot run away from me no matter what they think of my teaching and that to me is a pretty solid mission field.  I will be their light in the darkness, their safety when all fails, their rock in times of trouble...WOW what am I saying...sorry I got off on a Batman speech rant right there.  Any who.  God has given me a great mission field for my final months in school and I am thankful for it.

Life is noticeably different (you like how I put the title of the blog in here, you're welcome) now and I am ready for the adventures ahead.